At Allenwood FCI, I met an Israeli guy named Avi.  Avi was in the trucking business in New York City. He was apparently in prison for trafficking in contraband that was sold to some nations on the U.S. enemies list. But then again, the rule in prison is believe none of what you hear and half of what you see.

One day while we were walking on the track at Rec, Avi looked around commented how much the compound looked like the kibbutz he had lived on in Israel. He said the major difference was that, “on the kibbutz the fences keep the bad guys out; here, the fences keep the bad guys in.” Hmm?  Fences, like life, are all a matter of perspective. – Jeff