Since my arrest had been in late December, Thanksgiving of 2011 was my first Turkey Day behind bars. Thanksgiving was the worst holiday to be in prison, but it may have been one of the saddest.
The best holidays on the inside were usually the ones that had been the least exciting in the free world things like Labor Day, Memorial Day, and Super Bowl Sunday, These were the times when it didn’t feel as much like an entire season of celebration was continuing without us, when our absences at family gatherings were a little less noticeable.
