JM: How many different blocks were there? Victor: I think 8. But it could have been 6. Mike: In this jail there were a total of 10 blocks. Two on
each floor and there were five floors. It was not a
very large facility.
JM: Did they have names? If so, what were they? Victor: They have a number and a side. Like 5 Left and 5
Right. Mike: Just like 1a and 1b etc. No other specific names.
JM: Which types of inmates were housed in the different blocks? Victor: There was a block for rapists and snitches which
was split with the intake for new prisoners - 2
Right. 2 Left was solitary confinement, and I
spent 28 days there. 3 Left was general
population. 3 Right was immigration. 4 Left also
general population. 4 Right was females. 5 Left
also general population. 5 Right was trustees.
Sometimes the floors changed, which happened with
the females and the trustees various times. You
can communicate through the ventilation ducts on
your side of the jail, for example, if I'm on 5
left and in cell 15 I can yell down to 3 left and
if they are in cell 15 they can hear me. Mike: Everyone was housed together. There was very
little
differentiation. There was one tier for trusties
and
one for illegal immigrants waiting to be deported
but that was it. Rapists murderers drug addicts
and
robbers all lived together.
JM: What do you remember being the nicest and worst parts about the different blocks? Victor: The trustees had it much better, because they were
already sentenced, usually to county time under a
year, and they had a better quality of living. The
worst part is general population, when you get
crammed in with a bunch of loud mouthed animals and
you have to negotiate the politics. Mike: They kept me on the same tier the entire time
except my first few days. On my first night i was
held by myself in what they called ad seg, which
is where they held the guys who had violated some
rules. That was a terrible place. The guys who
were there yelled and screamed all night long and
my cell smelled like urine. the next few days were
spent in a cell with two other guys right near a
guard booth on suicide watch in a cell with
another guy in the same predicament. The tier I
was on most of the time was okay. The food is the
worst thing of all. I wouldn't give it to my worst
enemy.