Jill O'reilly:
CLASS OF 1966
Mainland Regional High SchoolClass of 1966
Linwood, NJ
Moravian Seminary Girls SchoolClass of 1967
Bethlehem, PA
Mill Road SchoolClass of 1962
Northfield, NJ
Jill's Story
I just got out of jail.
On high school graduation day, the Vice Principal said to me--"Hey Geisel, we're surprised to see you made it"!
Well, I did, in spite of his "support" and I am happy to report I also made it out of jail. I might also add I am going back! Soon. Too soon.
However, they pay me big bucks to go in and out of jail, plus fantastic benefits, and the jail is in "Silicon Valley" San Jose, and I live in the beautiful Santa Cruz Mountains, with soaring Redwoods, majestic old Oaks, Douglas Fir, and my favorite, the Madrone. From where I write this, I see only nature and love watching the birdies feed on this typical sunny CA day, and it's a short drive to the sparkling blue green Pacific Ocean.
My job in Forensic Psychology, Crisis Mental Health, is never boring, and let's face it, there isn't anything much more interesting than the designs schizophrenics "paint" on cell door windows with their own feces. Plus, every day I meet dozens of new men, of course they are chained to orange plastic chairs and usually tweaking, or, if indulging in our own Mainland Regional old time drug of choice, alcohol, puking their guts out and peeing right there in the booking lo...Expand for more
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Well, what can I say? It's fun. And here in California where jail and prison is big business, it is definitely job security.
Ha! Mr. Vice Principal and all my old teachers, you probably thought I'd end up in the slammer. And you were right.
I have two brilliant beautiful grandsons and my beautiful married daughter is stable, never been in the least trouble in her life, and even writes thank you notes. She is living proof of outright rebellion against the parent.
I've been really lucky and I am truly grateful. In spite of myself, my life is OK. Can you remember how you felt in High School and how you probably didn't have a clue about how really difficult life would become? Myself, then I was angry and scared and thought I knew it all. Now I am mellow and sometimes depressed (I'm sensitive), don't know much and understand even less. Throughout it all I have tried to keep a sense of humor and now I try to be kind to others. I don't take things personally and I know what it's like to make poor choices. But now I also know how to make better choices, and I am always, always grateful for those moments, nano seconds in time, when beauty and love shine through.
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