We have a very interesting story about an attractive young female guard and her difficulties as a result of falling in love with a prisoner. Rather that digest our notes into a standard article, we are simply reproducing an edited version of the information supplied to us by the woman. In deference to her privacy, we have redacted her identity and some other details. I'm a former correction officer ("CO") who fell in love with an inmate, like you haven't heard that before! I've browsed your website and it's all very true! I worked at [redacted] prison for almost two years. It made me a different person. I was becoming nasty to my children and was a moody bitch. I got along very well with the other guards. They loved me because I'm an outgoing, attractive female with a great personality. On the other hand, the inmates also liked me. I was good to them 99.5 percent of the time. I actually liked the inmates a lot more than the staff. I was never scared to go to work because of the inmates. I was, however, scared some days what might happen with the staff. There was a lot of back-stabbing bullshit to deal with. I never knew who would stick me from behind. All I knew was it wouldn't be an inmate. I decided to resign my job over an incident of corresponding with an inmate. I wasn't "caught" doing anything more than that. It's against prison rules for an inmate to write to me or me to write to him. They transferred the inmate to another prison only four miles from the one he came from. There, they kept him in the hole in administrative custody for a while. He was only returned to general prison population for a couple weeks before they found something to write him up for (corresponding with me, a former employee). Since then they've kept screwing him and putting him into the hole. I wrote to the prison superintendent requesting visits, correspondence and telephone privileges, but all were denied. I wrote to Doctor Jeffrey Beard, the Secretary of the Pennsylvania Department of Corrections, but he stuck by the superintendent's decision. I'm in contact with the Pennsylvania Prison Society and they are very helpful, but I still have no right to see my boyfriend. I no longer work for the friggin state. What gives them the right to deny correspondence with the man I love and am definitely going to marry? Yes, he asked me to marry him and I am definitely going to. He was eligible for parole last July after already serving 19 months of a 1 to 5 year sentence. He completed every stupid program that they made him take and was write-up-free until they "caught" us corresponding. Now, his parole is going to be screwed. It's not because he did anything awful, either. He fell in love and I fell in love. I fell first! I pursued him. What's a man to do? When I resigned, my security captain told me that I could correspond with my boyfriend. A week later, they told me that I couldn't. When he was transferred, I was approved on his phone list and we were able to speak to each other. That lasted maybe a week, then they stopped that, too. I'm so frustrated. I only live 10 miles from the prison and I can't even write him a letter. I've gone so far as to place a personal ad in the newspaper telling him that I love him. Next the big security team will be confiscating his newspapers! Yes, I was wrong, I crossed their little line. I was stupid and fell in love. Well, just shoot me. I now work for [redacted] where I get to help people, youngsters, actually. I love my new job. I make a difference. I can help people, not hinder them. Some of the greatest men I've ever met are incarcerated in the jail where I worked. I would open my home to them and their families anytime. I'm not hated by the guards. A bunch of them are still close friends of mine. We still hang out together, but there are some very evil people working there. They are sick individuals. They have this imaginary power working in the prison. Nowhere on the streets would they even act like that because they would be nobodies. They are weak, slimy people hiding behind a CO uniform, bullying grown men around. I'd love to see them try to pull that shit on those men outside the jail. I don't regret being a CO. I met the man I'm going to spend the rest of my life with being a CO. I do, however, thank God, that I don't work there any longer! I have stories I could share about inmates being abused. They actually took one old guy who had maxed-out and dropped him off on a back road with his property instead of taking him to the bus station. As you realize, if an inmate pisses someone off while he's in the hole, they don't get fed for a couple of days. My boyfriend suffered through that Kind of treatment and worse: his property being ruined, no exercise, no showers and so forth.