the hole-Deer Lodge the old Montana prison
by reporter Allison Maier
Julia seemed to have passed this frankness down to her teenage daughter, Jaime, who's grown up in the presence of the prison ghosts and their antics. Chewing bubblegum, she showed us the places where guards would inflict teargas or shred the hands of unruly prisoners. Then she took us to the Hole, where obstinate inmates were housed, and pointed out a pipe from which one of them had taken his life.
For some reason, he decided to hang himself, she said with the perky demeanor of a college tour guide. I'm guessing because he was in the Hole.
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Conley's dungeon, or the hole, was a "lightless, straw-lined subterranean cell". A description of an inmate after spending three full weeks in the hole read:
His garb was in tatters, his beard an ugly stubble, his eyes bloodshot. He had the gauntiness in feature of a wasted consumptive. He was shackled. He was a man of stalwart frame, but his bony hands looked ugly. He might as well have been three weeks out of the world…For a time, in the prison yard, he acted like one who was an utter stranger to this earth.
textures by Lenabem-Anna
the hole-Deer Lodge the old Montana prison
by reporter Allison Maier
Julia seemed to have passed this frankness down to her teenage daughter, Jaime, who's grown up in the presence of the prison ghosts and their antics. Chewing bubblegum, she showed us the places where guards would inflict teargas or shred the hands of unruly prisoners. Then she took us to the Hole, where obstinate inmates were housed, and pointed out a pipe from which one of them had taken his life.
For some reason, he decided to hang himself, she said with the perky demeanor of a college tour guide. I'm guessing because he was in the Hole.
the rest of the story www.mtstandard.com/news/local/article_ecf4ad6c-e4fc-11df-...
Conley's dungeon, or the hole, was a "lightless, straw-lined subterranean cell". A description of an inmate after spending three full weeks in the hole read:
His garb was in tatters, his beard an ugly stubble, his eyes bloodshot. He had the gauntiness in feature of a wasted consumptive. He was shackled. He was a man of stalwart frame, but his bony hands looked ugly. He might as well have been three weeks out of the world…For a time, in the prison yard, he acted like one who was an utter stranger to this earth.
textures by Lenabem-Anna