I was at Pulaski County from July 22 to Aug 7. That day we drove back to St Louis and got to hang out in the Courthouse cells for a while. I didn’t know if I had a hearing or what exactly was happening, until later that afternoon about a dozen of us were loaded onto a different bus headed south of St Louis to St Genevieve County jail. There we were processed in, given a mat and a blanket and a tray of food, and then put in a holding room for about fifteen guys. We slept there and were awakened early the next morning. As they processed me out, they took my dress shoes, as apparently the soles had nails in them, and I got some lovely orange shower shoes to wear. Then we boarded another bus that took us back north and through St Louis to a regional airport there and my first flight on “con-air”. What an experience! It was a very large plane with about 150 seats, nearly all of them full with prisoners or one of the many Marshals or contractor air security team members.
I don’t remember if it was a direct flight this time or not, but every take-off and landing was a big question-mark of where we were going or where we would land. Nobody would tell us anything except maybe how long the flight would be. On these flights we rarely got food or water, and it was even more rare to get to use the toilets. My final destination that day was Oklahoma City. There is a federal transfer center right there at the airport that houses a lot of federal inmates, but since I was not officially a federal inmate at this point, I got on another bus from there to Grady County jail for a lovely 19 night stay.
