A quiet creek will soon loom larger as the mountain snow melt nurtures the land.
Time and isolation are recorded by names and dates. To scratch your name in the Yuma Territorial Prison gave you a sad immortality.
Inmates must have been housed in these crowded cells and put in single cells for purposes of isolation and punishment. It was not easy time, by any stretch.
I recently toured this long ago closed prison and I must say it was shocking and ghostly. Incredibly, some women were sent here for adultery. I have a few photos I will post in the coming days. In the meantime, read about it here.