Prison Professors With Michael Santos

Earning Freedom by Michael Santos Conquering a 45-Year Prison Term Chapter Eleven: 2003-2005 Months 190-209 Chapter Eleven: 2003-2005 Months 190-209   Officer Ruiz grips the handcuffs that secure my wrists behind my back as we walk across the lawn. He’s a rookie in his early 20s, slight, and wearing a uniform that looks two sizes too big for him. The lieutenant’s office at Fort Dix is a single story, red brick building, only 20 yards away from the visiting room. Ruiz pulls open the heavy steel door and steers me inside the narrow corridor. We walk past an open office on the left and I see Lieutenant Nesbitt. He’s the embodiment of BOP cruelty, with his faded blue eyes and crooked nose, intoxicated by power. “Lieutenant, I’ve got Inmate Santos,” Officer Ruiz’s polite voice cracks as he announces our arrival. “I’ll get to him when I’m ready.” I hear the lieutenant call from the office. “Have him face the wall.” “Yes sir.” Ruiz leaves me with my toes touching the wall. While closing my eyes and resting my fore