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Behind Bars in Shelbyville

Posted Saturday, August 4, 2007, at 6:22 PM

I've lived in Shelbyville less than a year, and I've already been to jail!


While living in a city like Nashville you don't necessarily know all of your local government officials like you do in a small town. Because I worked in a position at the State Capitol I probably knew more of them than most folks. I had never met a Metro sheriff until the current sheriff, Daron Hall, ran for office. Daron was from our area of town and had gone to school with one of our sons. Then a new police chief came to town. Chief Serpas spoke to community and civic clubs all over the county. We also had police officers come to each of our Neighborhood Watch group meetings. I became acquainted with the State Troopers who worked at the Capitol. However, that's as far as my association with law enforcement ever went.

When I was in business school my law class went to court once just to see what transpired. I once went to traffic court with my daughter-in-law while she assured the judge she had bought a current tag for their truck. That's it. I've tried to obey the laws of the road while walking the straight and narrow. I'm scared of jails, probably because I've watched too many cop shows on TV.

My life has now changed. I've now been behind the locked doors of the Bedford County Jail.


I serve on the board of directors for Woodmen of the World Life Insurance Society. Woodmen is a fraternal insurance company that does a great deal of benevolent work and buys and donates more U. S. flags than anyone except the United States Government. You may have seen our pictures in Friday's edition of the T-G presenting flags to Mayor Eugene Ray. Those flags are now flying outside the courthouse.

The State of California requires that directors of insurance companies be fingerprinted. I had that done in Omaha in May of 2006. About 2 months ago I was notified that neither the FBI nor the Dept. of Justice accepted my prints. Now that was scary. I had all kinds of instructions as to what I needed to do, so Jim and I took off for the Bedford County Jail. We went into the jail, and Jim decided that was not where I needed to go. We went to the administrative offices, where I was told I needed to go to the jail to be fingerprinted. So, back we went. At the jail I had to speak to a woman by phone, as she was on the other side of a glass window. She instructed me to go to a certain door, and I stood there and waited for that click to designate it was unlocked. Then I went into a small hall and had to wait for the second door to be unlocked. I had a very strange sensation as I stood there between those 2 locked doors. There were 4 individuals in the room I was taken to. I suppose they were deputies. A very nice woman took my prints, so hopefully I'm now officially on file. They didn't charge a penny and showed me where to go to wash off the ink. After I left (again through the 2 locked doors), I began to think that I had forgotten to adequately thank them. When I saw Sheriff Boyce at the fair I told him the story and how very nice his staff was to me. I really appreciated the service his office provided and hope he conveyed that message to them.

As nice as those people were, I don't want to go back to visit them. I will still try to abide by the laws and hope the next time I see them it's on the street, or in a store, or at church -- anywhere except the jail!

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