First time I seen the inside of someone’s skull.
“I was working in confinement and heard over the radio that assistance was needed in an open population dorm. The confinement officers were looked at like the badasses. Since they were the ones that dealt with the worse of the worse in the prison. Me and my crew ran to the open population dorm. I am the first one to enter the dorm. Majority of the officers are heavier individuals so running is not easy for them. Upon entering the cell that the assigned dorm officer posted I see a familiar inmate. This inmate was always in and out of confinement for getting into fights. But today was different. He had his hands on his face and was crying. I completely lost track with him crying that I forgot why I came. I turned and looked at the other side of the cell. There on the ground was another inmate with his skull crushed in with blood and brain matter all over. I froze in place because the shock of what I had just seen. Other officers showed up behind me and called me to back out of the cell. The crying detainee started to talk and said he was sorry. He said the guy stole one of his soups and was just trying to get him to admit the theft. But lost his anger and didn’t stop hitting him till his arm went limp. Needless to say this inmate never left confinement again.”
First use of force.
“Use of force is when an officer has to use physical force to restrain a combative inmate. This is to prevent self harm or harm to others. I am assigned to a confinement unit that houses between 100-120 high risk inmates. Across the court yard in front of my confinement unit there is another confinement dorm with the same amount of inmates and set up. My sergeant and I hear a call over the radio that assistance is needed in the other confinement unit. At this time I had only been a certified officer for a little over 2 weeks. My sergeant and I ran to this other dorm and saw smoke pouring out of one of the bays. Each inmate is locked down in a single man cell alone. Three of the cells has smoked billowing out and a fourth cell had water pouring from under the door. Inmates get lighters from trustees (inmates with jobs in prison, they pass food trays) and when they don’t get what they want they act out and set their cell on fire. The captain order emergency cell extractions. Me and 10 other officers opened the doors one at a time and saved the inmates lives. This behavior doesn’t get them anywhere since they return to confinement and get longer days in for the behavior. Due to my response and actions this day I became a permanent confinement officer.”
Complacency is a horrible lesson to learn.
“My crew consisted of three officers and a sergeant. We worked everyday together in a confinement dorm. We had our routine and we were extremely complacent. This is something you do not do when working in a prison or jail. But this lesson is life or death.
“One day me and my fellow officer were asked if we were going to take the nurse to one of the bays. Normally me and him always do this together. But today was different. Me and him chose not to but to start showers. (inmates in confinement don’t have showers. They have to be cuffed and escorted to a shower cage/cell) After about 10 minutes into showering we hear kicking on cell doors. It wasn’t our bay that was kicking, so I left to go check on my sergeant who was with the other officer taking the nurse around. They were fine and nothing was going on. I returned to my bay and continued to escort inmates to the showers and back to their cells. Then we hear 10-24 on the radio to V dorm. I was in V dorm. 10-24 is officer down or needs assistance. The other officer and myself quickly secured our inmates and ran to the other bay. Upon arrival we see our sergeant on top of an inmate and the other officer was by his side. We ran up and assisted with restraining the inmate. My sergeant yells he’s got a shank. In his hand was a shank with a suicide strap attached (suicide strap is when they tie the shank to their hand so it is hard to remove and they can’t drop it). We were able to remove the shank after what appeared to be hours with fighting the inmate. The inmate was picked up and escorted to a holding cell. I went outside to go smoke due to the adrenaline rush. When I came back in I saw my sergeant in the med bay holding his chest. I asked what was wrong. He lifted his hand and blood started pouring out. He got stuck by that inmate. Later the ER said it was 3 inches deep and missed his heart and lung by half an inch. When I returned to my post I passed the inmate in the holding cell. He yelled at me and for some reason I stopped. He told me he had been watching me and wanted to get me back. On a previous use of force this inmate broke his arm. I was one of the officers involved and it was accidental. This inmate told me his entire plan and picked this day to be the day he was to get me back. He hid the shank in his cast so no one would see. Something inside told me to change my routine that day, someone was watching over me. I still blame myself for my sergeant getting stabbed. He doesn’t blame me and he got promoted for his actions that day. I owe him my life.”