Muir Woods

I walked into a cell in cellblock D and saw a small hole in the wall between the cot and the toilet. I caught a glimpse of yellow paper and reached in. It was some handwritten notes, memoirs of an unknown prisoner about his Alcatraz experience. I quickly tucked the papers into my pocket since extracting anything from a national park is probably illegal (that didn’t stop me from stealing a sequoia at Muir Woods). I reprint the entire content here in the interest of exposing the horrors of life in Alcatraz prison.