The Good Doctor

She was by far, the most talented, educated, and appreciative school principal I ever had the privilege to work for. She was only with our school for a short period of time, but with her as our school principal I could have worked much longer than I did. She was a great motivator and made the teaching staff know she appreciated their contributions. Our staff meetings were professional and she was informative. She had a doctorates in education but she did not make you aware of it. We called her “Dr. B” out of respect. A major shake up in our state capital and change in leadership would determine her fate, or how much longer she would choose to work for the DOC. The short time I worked for her I was elevated, and appreciated. She saw my passion for wanting my students to complete my class successfully. The job opportunities I had worked to get them, a fresh new start once released from prison, and for making the prison ground laboratories a show case for their work. She affectionately called me “the wizard.”

Our school secretary, who was out again on a stop order, she referred to as “slime ball”, was being investigated again and was not part of her administration. It was amazing how well everything ran without him. He wasn’t missed by us. She divided her time between our prison and a prison in a nearby county. She also brought staff that came with the closing of the prison in Detroit. Much needed, accept for an arrogant Trades Instructor, who secured his position by calling the director. He wasn’t taken seriously by staff. They thought he was a name dropping weasel. He thought this Administration and teachers saw his important contribution to prison education. He was delusional. He wasn’t able to get students easily, and the students he did eventually get made bird houses. He didn’t have a problem making items with team names on them and never was questioned about trade mark violations, or infringements. This was the perfect department for him. He reported to no one, acted like he was in charge, and did most of what ever he wanted. He even had the audacity to question teachers who had full classrooms, when he had no students, but was being paid an Instructors salary.

I questioned his reporting. As his colleague, I knew he was responsible for turning in monthly utilization reports. He wasn’t turning in utilization reports because he didn’t have students. It wasn’t long before he was forced to move to another prison where he eventually retired. I was glad to see him leave but changes in our department administration would mean the end of our current principal’s employment with us. She was asked to take over two prison education departments over 150 miles from her home in the city. Her husband had terminal cancer and she didn’t want to be that far away from him. I felt the new administration new this and forced her hand only to remove her. A real slacker was appointed by the administration to fill her shoes at our prison whom mostly echoed the current administration’s ineptness. She became friends immediately with our school secretary who was back to work after being on administrative stop orders. A school administration of pure garbage would follow. The good Doctor never knew how badly she would be missed. The new principal and school secretary would eventually be fired after causing much turmoil with our staff, our department, and custody staff, but that will have to be a story for another day. TO BE CONTINUED..

The Ukraine will find justice when this murderer is brought to the International Court of Justice, “The Hague.” His days are limited. Slava Ukraini Glory to the heroes