My Redshirt Year in Prison

Family and Friends,

The first athlete to extend his eligibility in the modern era of redshirting was a guy named Warren Alfson. Alfson attended the University of Nebraska in 1937. Alfson marched into the coaches office and requested he be allowed to sit out his sophomore season due to the number of experienced players ahead of him. Furthermore, because he had not started college until several years after graduating from high school, he felt he needed more time to prepare physically. The year off was good to Alfson; he was All-Big Six Conference in 1939 and an All-American guard in 1940.

Athletes may be asked by coaches to redshirt if it becomes apparent the athlete needs more time to prepare physically or intellectually. In short, the purpose of a redshirt year is an opportunity to get better.

The term Redshirt has also been co-opted by some in the pre-k academic realm as well. It is the practice of postponing entrance into kindergarten of age-eligible children in order to allow extra time for physical, socioemotional, or intellectual growth.

I intend to adopt the term “Redshirt” for my own purposes. As many of you know, I was convicted in Federal Court of one count of wire fraud. As a result, I will be spending my Redshirt year at the Federal Correctional Complex, Butner. I expect to use my Redshirt Year for physical, socioemotional, intellectual, and spiritual growth.

In college my number was 21, during this Redshirt Year my number will be 33778-171. I guess that’s too long to put on a jersey, but it fits on a letter if you’re interested in writing. There is a process to corresponding, visiting, or contributing to my commissary account. Information on processes associated with contacting me can be found at the BOP.GOV website.

I am already working hard to prepare and grow from my experience. As such, I would like to invite you to follow my blog, and hold me accountable. Yes, I have created a blog to share my experiences as my family and I navigate this process. The blog site is I have also created a reading list on Amazon. Feel free to send me a book if you think it’s something that will help me to reach my goals.

My wife and I are determined to use this time as a period of personal growth and intellectual enrichment. Notwithstanding this Redshirt Year, we are blessed beyond measure. We are also very thankful to all those that have chosen to reach out.

I will miss my wife, daughter, family, and friends, but I’ll be back sometime soon. I think it was Arnold Schwarzenegger who said; “Strength does not come from winning. Your struggles develop your strengths. When you go through hardships and decide not to surrender, that is strength.”

See you soon!


Top 5 Reasons Why My Redshirt Year Will Be Harder On My Family

Top Five Reasons Why My Redshirt Year Will Be Harder On My Family

1. My wife has to try to run a household, take care of the baby, and work at the same time. Deep down I know my wife is more than capable of doing whatever needs to be done, but I have an overwhelming feeling of guilt having to leave her at our family home while I go off to prison. The pain that I have caused my family is immeasurable. I know when my daughter yells “Dada”, I will not be home to answer.

2. My wife and I are a team. My actions and inactions have caused my teammate to carry the total burden of carrying on with our lives on the outside by herself. I know she is the one who will have to face the judgmental scrutiny of those members of the community who have apparently never made a mistake.

3. My daughter is too young to understand my absence. She is wonderful, but she is also a handful for someone who has been teaching all day. Furthermore, we have always held the belief that a child needs a mama and a daddy that are present. While I am away, my wife has to be the mother and father to our daughter. When my wife lays her head on her pillow at night my side of the bed will be cold, and she will be keenly aware of my absence and inability to assist.

4. Today, 22 days prior to my departure, my wife found a tick on her side. She was obviously distressed. I was able to calm her down, and remove the tick (before she burned our house down trying to “burn it off”). With my departure looming, I can’t stop wondering what would have happened if I was not here to help. Of course there is another part of me that knows she is quite capable of removing the tick on her own.

5. My wife’s life is on hold while I serve my time. In the last year, I have gone from our homes biggest bread winner to our homes biggest bread eater. I lay awake at night thanking the lord that she is so patient with me while I work to rebuild myself. I know our shared future is at stake.

Welcome to My Redshirt Year in Prison!

Thank you for visiting my blog. As you may know, I am new to the blogosphere. I never dreamed that I would be blogging, but of course, I never dreamed I would be accused and convicted of a federal crime either. Obviously, this experience has been rough on me, my family, and my friends. We are determined to turn this very negative occurrence into a positive and enriching one. As such, I have decided to chronicle my experience as I progress through the system. I plan to write about the affects this experience has on my family, lessons learned, my thoughts and feelings, my wife, my toddler, and other things going through my brain that I think may be worth talking about. I also must say that I mean no disrespect to anyone else’s experience. I recognize that I am fortunate, in that I have one year and a day while others are serving much more time. I can only comment on my experience and observations as a guy with no prior criminal history. I hope to reach my family and friends, and at some point others that are going through a similar experience or friendly people that are just curious. That’s all for now. -Prisoner 33778-171