I recall many years ago going to an "after the party party" at the home of
the jail keepers in the Windham Co. Vermont shire town of Newfane.  This is
the town my grandmother grew up in and she used to tell stories of the jail
as she was friends with the jail keeper's daughter and went there
frequently.  When I went there, oh, probably seventy years later, I'm sure
not a thing had changed in the jail--except the addition of electricity.
It was a very primitive place.  This particular night there were no
prisoners in residence and we got the grand tour.  I still remember the
urinal.  I didn't make a sketch.  Ruth





At 2:35 PM -0400 9/23/01, Ken Follett wrote:
>County jail is a very busy and interesting place. There was a lot going
>on. The first night was a bit rough with the guy that thought he was a
>nocturnal ape-man. The second night, on the level where they did not
>keep the screwdriver wielding murderers and uncertified loonies, was a
>bit more restive, except for my cellmate. He must have been born on a
>bad trip. He was convinced that there were all sorts of odd mechanical
>things moving around on the floor. If I did not go along with him and
>jump up onto my cot with my legs off the floor he would start screaming.
>He was moved out after two days. I was left in my own cell. It was
>pleasant. I still have a pencil sketch that I made of the urinal.
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Ruth Barton
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Westminster, VT