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Hello everyone, my name is Monica. I have never done this before so I think maybe this would be a voices submission. I have searched all over the web to find the perfect spot to submit my article. This was the best one I could find, and I'm not even sure if this would be the right spot.
When I was about 13 years old my father was sentenced to prison for 25 years, he was my best friend. I cried for days, feeling an incredible loss. Over the years I have dealt with it. I told him everything, even secrets, of course he told no one.
At first he was sent to Wapun Prison, in Wisconsin. Which was fine because my grandparents could drive me to see him once a week. After a year they sent him to Tennessee. Which was hard because I live in Wisconsin. All I had to look forward to was the phone calls and letters.
During that time my grandmother passed away, I had to be the one to tell my dad, we cried together on the phone. About 5 years later he came to Portage, Wisconsin. The town I live in. I've never been so happy. My grandfather then became really sick, he could visit my dad because of it being so close. Because it's the town he grew up in my dad new all the guards. So they sent him to Blackriver Falls, about an hour and a half away. I had my license by then so fine I drove to see him once a week. Every time I visited him he told me how proud he was of me, and cried every time I left. There is nothing more heart breaking then leaving your loved ones behind bars.
Anyway, then they opened a prison in Stanley, another 2 hours from Blackriver Falls. Still I drove once a week to see him, I always looked forward to it, no matter how far the drive, I love him, I'm daddy's little girl. Even if I am 20! Back to my story.
Before he went to Stanley, my grandfather and I fought to keep him close. My grandpa is on an oxygen tank and cant go vary far. The man we got a hold of, top man on the board. Said not to worry they were not going to send him but they did, he lied to use. In the time of him being there the guards from Portage were transferred to Stanley. So we called the man in charge, he had nothing to say. How fare is that they took him from Portage because he new to many guards, the same guards were transferred to Stanley. My grandfather is getting even sicker, I don't think he has much time left. I'd do anything to get my father closer to say good bye to his father before he dies. I can't imagine not being able to say goodbye to my father. I would be lost for the rest of my life.
So I guess why I'm writing this story is to ask for any help that I can get or even any advice, on how to help my father out on getting him closer to his own father before his passing.
Please anyone!!
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