This last visit to Bon Air came with a variety of emotions. I was happy to see P and L one last time, but I was also saddened by the fact that our time together was quickly coming to an end. This week Louise and I arrived at building 53 to find that we would only be meeting with P, as L was in isolation.

On our fourth visit to Bon Air, I was fortunate to be able to visit with my same resident once again. I think he is now comfortable with our relationship to the point where he can open up about.

On Sunday we experienced some things that we have never experienced before. While we were walking to the unit, we heard screams coming from the lock unit. As we were leaving, we also saw a big group of boys waving at us from their unit next to unit 53. Overall I loved having this experience and I would really enjoy continuing it next semester. Overall, I enjoyed this book more than.

After hearing such amazing tellings from the rest of the class I knew it would be hard to tell my fairytale.

Came across this word today, and I think it applies beautifully to our experiences at Bon Air, when we began to see the inmates as more than just people who have been convicted, and instead as people with a story and a background. Story As A Way of Knowing Reflection. Not the Convict I was Expecting.