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Medical copay in Michigan prisons? Nonsense!

Insisting that residents of Michigan’s prisons come up with a copay before they can receive medical or dental help just doesn't make sense!   If you live in any one of the state prisons in Michigan you must cough up $5 before you can see a medical specialist in healthcare. On the surface that doesn’t seem like much. But, you must factor in prison wages for those who are fortunate enough to get a job. The pay scale is likely to be in the area of 70 cents an hour.   Now consider how rotten the food program is in our prisons…bad food and small portions. So, that prompts those who live behind bars to use the vending machines and microwave ovens. When they have only a few bucks to spend, and the choice is between food or medical care, guess which one wins!   I’m bringing this up, once again, because I just saw a note that said the MDOC collected more than $126,000 in medical and dental copays during the 2025 fiscal year. The MDOC annual budget exceeds $2.1 billion! That...
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Father’s Day thoughts from behind bars

Every Father’s Day, when I’m treated royally by kids, grandkids, and great grandkids, my mind goes to those grandpas, dads and sons who are behind bars. For them, there’s no frivolity, no celebration today.   Some years ago, in honor of Father’s Day, the CAN-DO Foundation collected a series of quotes, reflections, stories and insights from numerous men inside prison who will not participate in the normal festivities that most of us will enjoy today. I share a few.   Craig: “Fourteen years before my arrest, I realized an instinct I never considered when I looked into the eyes of a seven-pound newborn, not much bigger than a loaf of bread. She reached out to me for everything, and it was my honor to deliver. Following my arrest, I failed to show for the graduation ceremony, the Father/Daughter Dance, and to mean-mug the first date.”   Michael: “I was so certain that I was going to receive clemency that I gave away all my art supplies and brushes. My father was very ...
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I don’t mean to rain on today’s Juneteenth parade, but…

Today is Juneteenth…officially Juneteenth National Independence Day, a federal holiday in the United States. It is celebrated every year on June 19 to commemorate the end of slavery in the United States. The holiday's name, first used in the 1890s, is a blend of the words “June” and “nineteenth,” referring to June 19, 1865, the day when Major General Gordon Granger ordered the final enforcement of the Emancipation Proclamation in Texas at the end of the American Civil War.   It is indeed a day of celebration, but as I was preparing this piece I ran across Marsha P. Johnson’s quote: “ How many years has it taken people to realize that we are all brothers and sisters and human beings in the human race?”   My response: It still hasn’t happened!   My work focuses on the plight of incarcerated men and women, and in the HFP office we’re finding that Blacks are still far from getting fair treatment!   When it comes to getting into trouble -Communities of color are...
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You don't have to be an expert to do something about it!

As the 25 th birthday of Humanity for Prisoners approaches, I’m writing some essays that help to explain where we came from and where we are going.   My friend Tommy suggests that the title should be something like, “If you see a problem, even with no experience, do something about it!” Actually, his language was a bit stronger, suggesting that one get off his or her posterior. That kind of wording didn’t seem quite appropriate for this piece.   Anyway, it is true that 25 years ago, this broadcast journalist and church musician knew absolutely nothing about prisons and their inhabitants. After nearly 10 years of visiting my friend Maurice Carter, serving time for a crime he did not commit, I became fully aware of the way incarcerated men and women are being treated…or mistreated.   At Maurice’s suggestion, it seemed like it was time get our hands out of our pockets and do something about it. As a result, today we have an organization with a title that describes our w...
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He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother!

I’ve never forgotten that line. 80 years ago I was paging through my mom’s newest edition of the Saturday Evening Post when I spotted a drawing of a kid carrying a little crippled guy on his back. The caption: “He ain’t heavy, Mister, he’s my brother!”   The phrase goes back to 1918.   A boy named Howard Loomis was abandoned by his mother at Father Flanagan’s Home for Boys, which had opened just a year earlier. Howard had polio and wore heavy leg braces. Walking was difficult for him, especially when he had to go up or down steps. Soon, several of the Home’s older boys were carrying Howard up and down the stairs. One day, Father Flanagan asked Reuben Granger, one of those older boys, if carrying Howard was hard. Reuben replied, “He ain’t heavy, Father… he’s m’ brother.”   It’s been a copyrighted slogan for Boys Town ever since. Now, as I’m compiling short quotes from HFP clients for our newsletter, I’m thinking that phrase also fits our work very well.   Hu...
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Prison guards deserve justice, too!

There was a time in the early days of HFP that I was struggling with numerous prison guard issues, and none of them were good. Some correctional officers were seriously mistreating men and women in their facilities.   In frustration, I referred to that situation in a speech I was delivering at Aquinas College in Grand Rapids. I had been invited to speak to a group of senior citizens, in a meeting on the campus, to share information about our work and our mission. I’ve always been more than pleased to do this.   Granted, I was quite unkind in my references to prison guards.   Following my presentation, as usual, I hosted a Q&A session. A pleasant elderly woman with beautiful gray hair, sitting near the front, raised her hand. In her sweet, kind voice she said, “My son is a correctional officer.” She went on to say, “He has a college degree, he loves his job and is proud of his work.”   That was a stark reminder to me that I must watch my step and not be pa...
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Did vets behind bars get honored today?

 M emorial Day, 2026.   An octogenarian reflects.   I remember the Memorial Day parades in the 1940s, during and after World War Two. Somber events, followed by somber ceremonies. Soldiers marching. Wives and mothers wiping tears.   I remember Memorial Day in the 1960s, when I owned and operated radio station WGHN in Grand Haven. I gave the announcers time off on that day and personally ran the programming. Patriotic music. Tributes to vets. Updates on the annual Indy 500 race.   2026. I’ve spent the last thirty years as a prisoner advocate and now I’m approaching the age of 90.   Today there were parades in our area. High school bands marched. These processions were concluded with meaningful ceremonies. My neighbors had outdoor barbecues, guys played Cornhole, hosts flipped hamburger patties on the charcoal grill. On the TV screen newscasts showed clips of somber ceremonies in the nation’s capital and across the U.S.A.   At the conclusion ...
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