MONEY LAUNDERER by Kenneth Rijock
I had a farewell dinner with close friends, and it was time to pack for my trip to the Federal Prison Camp at Eglin Air Force Base, in the Florida Panhandle. The night before, I felt feverish, but figured out that it was stress related. There was a specific list of things to bring, in the way of clothing and accessories. To meet the specified cost of a watch, I journeyed to one of my favourite Little Havana stores, an army surplus facility where I had picked up a lot of useful equipment over the years, some to assist me in my covert life, and some for the pure utility that military gear has for one who knows how to use it. An olive drab watch of military design was perfect for where I was bound.
- It would be a solitary trip, as there are some travels that one should best endure alone. Besides, if someone accompanied me. they would have to return solo. A client who was a close friend offered to go with me, but I wanted it to be a solitary thing.
- Eglin AFB is the largest Air Force base in the world, spanning three Florida counties, and there is nonstop air service to accommodate its many military residents. I was dropped off at the Miami Airport by my tearful wife, young son, and a friend of hers, who would drive home, for separation is a difficult, emotionally wrenching experience.
- This was not, unfortunately, my first trying farewell. Twenty years earlier, my fiance and sister left me off at McGuire AFB so that I could depart for Vietnam. I can tell you that goodbyes do not get any easier. Both times, the separations would destroy the relationships I had at the time I left. I guess it is to be expected, but it still causes pain when it happens.
- I flew up Florida's east coast, but when we passed the Kennedy Space Centre. night turned to day. for at that moment the Space Shuttle lifted off, giving me a ringside aerial seat for the launch. It was something to see, and a bright spot in an otherwise negative trip.
- Checking into a motel near the base, I felt like I'd been there before, under similar circumstances Soldiers on their last night of freedom before reporting for duty at a military installation generally find a cheap place to crash before the next day. I also found a nearby bar, of the type most often existing in such locations. It would be my last beer for a long time.
- I did not have to report until mid-day, so I made sure to drink plenty of water the next morning, to flush out the last vestiges of the alcohol. Testing for alcohol and drugs is standard operating procedure at correctional institutions, and I assumed the worst would occur at intake. A brief breakfast in the coffee shoppe and I was off in the taxi, on a one-way trip.
- What did I look like? I knew the drill, that many correctional officers in the Federal Bureau of Prisons were former military, because they generally receive pay and retirement credit for their prior service when they go to work for another government agency, so I cut my hair short & military. The set of civilian clothes I wore into the facility would be the only one I would have for some time, and would be used when family & friends visited, so I added a sweater. Whilst South Florida is warm year-round, North Florida has genuine seasons, complete with cool (not cold) weather.
- In fact, the tax driver was surprised when I told him I was bound for the prison camp, and not somewhere else on the base. I arrived early, intentionally, and was told to sit in the administrative offices for a few minutes before entered in facility itself, through what correctional institutions call Receiving & Discharge, or R & D, the place where one enters and leaves the institution.
It was then time, and I entered R&D, and the Federal prison system.
Next Week: In custody.
The facts and opinions stated in this article are those of the author and not those of World-Check. World-Check does not warrant the accuracy of any facts and opinions stated in this article, does not endorse them, and accepts no responsibility for them.
Read more in this exciting series



