With the arrival of spring and longer days, this old jail bird was reminiscing about all the springs spent as a guest at correctional facilities. The Director of the halfway house was out for the day, so I hot-wired the van and took a drive through the countryside. I placed caches fashioned from junk I found on the floor of the van at locations that reminded me of these prisons. These are all P&G’s with convenient parking, though not all are simple to find.
This spot reminded me of my visit to Upstate Correctional Facility. Upstate is located just spitting distance from hydroelectric plants on the Niagara River. On a quiet night, you could hear humming from nearby high voltage transmission lines. Might be the same ones that pass overhead here.
Bring a pen.