The other day I met a young woman who is in the process of completing her probation/supervision. She is 19 years old. When she told me she was on probation, I asked, “What did you do?” She replied, “Something stupid.” I couldn’t resist the temptation to disclose my personal status to her. I calmly stated, “When I was 19 years old I went to prison and I ended up staying incarcerated for 18 years.” Her face registered disbelief. She was such a pretty little girl. I was a pretty little girl myself. In fact, some might say I grew up to be a pretty woman. Continue reading
With the Summer Holidays coming to an End and the Winter Holidays Approaching I can’t help but reflect on how I spent my Labor Day Holiday.
I am Lashonia Etheridge-Bey. I survived 18.5 years of incarceration. I say that not as a badge of honor, or as a victim, but simply as one fact of my life. At age 39 I guess it’s safe to say I spent ½ my life in prison. Continue reading