Terry: The hardest time of my life was when I was in a Raiford Penitentiary down in Florida.
BW: What were you in there for?
Terry: I got busted at a storage house that had 850 pounds of marijuana. I used to make good money loading airplanes for my brother-in-law. It was a long time ago.
Anyway, that cop came back in the room where I was at and I crawled underneath some bails but I think he saw my foot. He said, “OK get out here, cowboy.” I came out and got locked up.
I went to court and the judge said, “From what I’m reading here, looks like you’re charged with 850 pounds of marijuana. I just looked at him and I didn’t know what to say so I said, “Well, your honor, it was all for my own personal use.
BW: [Laughing hard.]
Terry: He said, “Well, I got something for your own personal use. How about five years in Raiford?”
BW: What’d that feel like?
Terry: It was a bummer, man. You had to watch yourself. Most of the time I spent working on a road gang. Fighting all the time. It was nuts. I stayed there about three years and then they sent me out to West Dade Correctional Facility and I worked on another road gang out there. Boy, working out there in the everglades ain’t any fun either. They got mosquitoes as big as that tennis shoe over there.