Children of Alcatraz: Growing Up on the Rock
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Military Prison 1861-1934
Almost from the beginning, Alcatraz also housed a military prison. Bessie Crabbe got to know the Hopi Indians brought to Alcatraz in 1894 because they refused to let their children be sent to a government boarding school.
Some prisoners were still kids themselves. Fifteen–year-old Walt Stack lied about his age to join the army, but then left his post while stationed in the Philippines in 1925. Locked up on Alcatraz for desertion, he suffered through months of hard labor in the quarry and mistreatment by the older prisoners. Walt became an accomplished runner and swimming and is the only known inmate to ever success.
Some of the inmates were dangerous and kept locked up away from the families. But those convicted of nonviolent crimes like desertion and refusal to serve in the army worked around the island. Some cut the children’s hair in the post barbershop. Others called “pass men” worked for the families cooking, cleaning, and even babysitting. One prisoner known as Mason accompanied three-year-old Kenneth Michaelwaite all over the island, as the young boy checked out the foghorns and watched the ferryboats pass by.
Wanda Harrington’s grandfather was head lighthouse keeper in the 1920’s. From her bedroom in the lighthouse quarters, she could look right into the prisoners’ assembly room on the top level of the prison. There, twice a week, the families attended movie screenings right along with the convicts. Wanda and her friend Jacquie Schneider perched at the prisoners’ feet, while the adults sat in wicker chairs along the wall. On her eighth birthday the men showered Wanda with gifts.
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Published in The Inlander
Sept. 28, 2006
The Last Word
Rocky Childhood
LIFE IN THE BIG HOUSE. Years in prison, yet never accused of any crime.
Unlawful detainees? No, the subjects of Claire Rudolf Murphy’s new book.
by MICHAEL
BOWEN
You should see the big eyes when I tell people that my
wife did time in prison. Then I lean in confidentially for effect: Yep, five years
at Soledad. Two years in San Quentin.
And it’s true, though Dannie Loriano has
no criminal record. It’s all because her father worked his way up from prison
guard to associate warden and then on to the California parole board.
Yet Dannie says the best school she
ever attended was a two-room schoolhouse inside the walls of a maximum-security
prison. And what’s striking, in talking to my wife and to Claire Rudolf Murphy,
author of Children of Alcatraz, is how normal the
lives of prison guards’ families could be. Even when the neighbors were doing
25 to life.
The kids on the Rock, says Rudolf
Murphy, “played baseball on the parade ground. They played football with a
white ball that could be seen in the fog. They hung out at the corner store.
They held dances — there was even a lover’s lane.” She’s describing what sounds
like idyllic Bay Area lives back in the 1940s and ‘50s. But then she recounts
the “tradition, every Christmas Eve, that they would sing Christmas carols at
the warden’s house — and then to the prisoners.” In memoirs, inmates admit that
they wept to hear the children’s voices at Christmas.
During
the years when Alcatraz was a federal prison (1934-63), it housed Machine Gun
Kelly, the Birdman and, in a typical year, about 50 children — prison guards’
kids, mostly, but also the children of service personnel and even the
lighthouse keeper. Civilians tend to think that living inside a notorious
federal penitentiary must somehow have been dangerous for the little tykes —
yet in fact, says Rudolf Murphy, mothers worried more about their kids playing
on ocean cliffs than about the prisoners. “Kids snuck around to places, as kids
would, but in this case they were getting into places they were really not supposed to,” she says. “There were guard towers all over, and they
thought they were getting away with stuff, but they were being watched.”
Children of Alcatraz had its origin some 30 years ago, when Rudolf Murphy took a bunch of
sixth-graders on a field trip to the island. And what were the kids most
curious about?
The
escapes, of course: rifles and guard dogs, searchlights and city lights, barely
a mile away over the freezing waters. Back in ’63, three inmates escaped and
got themselves immortalized in a Clint Eastwood movie — but unlike all the
other escapees (“either captured, or killed, or shot dead on the fence, or else
their bodies were found,” says Rudolf Murphy), Frank Morris and the Anglin
brothers were never discovered. Might they have made it?
You
can see the school kids’ widening eyes. But then my wife knows all about prison
danger. The better-behaved prisoners at Soledad, for example, were allowed to
work as gardeners right outside the guards’ homes. “One gardener liked to build
things for us — tepees, a mission church, a barn with fences,” recalls Dannie,
who was 5 at the time. “But then my dad had him transferred away. He had
murdered his wife.”
Dannie recalls that during her San
Quentin years (two years inside the walls, then 15 years on an adjacent
property), prisoners simply climbed over the fence every month or two. She
remembers the red phone in her family’s home that, when it rang, made her dad
holster his gun and hurry away. The light outside her bedroom window that
turned red in case of a prison riot. Guards checking the trunks of cars and the
backs of buses every time they left the gates. The playground rumor that, after
every gas chamber execution, you’d be able to see a poisonous plume rising over
Death Row.
Living in a place where armed guards might interrupt
his daughter’s slumber parties, naturally a prison official like Bob Loriano
would have worries and even nightmares. The toll on prison families could be
heavy. Dannie recalls guards’ kids getting heavily involved in drugs and
prostitution while still in high school; she remembers one guy who actually
returned to San Quentin as one of the inmates.
The
Alcatraz kids had their share of troubles too. Even if they have stories of the
occasional alcoholic or abuser — “the kinds of problems you would find in any
neighborhood,” says Rudolf Murphy — for most of them, the Rock was simply home.
That’s why the most historically significant event in the history of Alcatraz,
the Indian occupation of 1969-71, has upset so many conversations at Alcatraz
alumni reunions.
When
68 unarmed Native Americans commandeered Alcatraz in protest of two centuries’
worth of broken treaties, the media played up the story, says Rudolf Murphy.
“It was the whole underdog thing,” she says. “Everyone in the country knew that
the Indians had been so poorly treated in all those wars. The San Francisco
Chronicle ran the story the night they landed. Two days later,
it was Thanksgiving, and restaurants in the city brought over boatloads of
food. The Black Panthers came over, the motorcycle gangs showed up — everyone
came out and partied on the Rock.”
The
Alcatraz kids, now elderly, have different recollections. Even if the
occupation marked the beginning of the American Indian civil rights movement,
what they remember is the trash and the squalor: their former homes and
neighborhood, desecrated. Because while most people associate places like San
Quentin with guys in striped pajamas, and while tribal leaders can point to
Alcatraz as the birthplace of Indian activism, for the kids who grew up on the
Rock, it was simply a place they called home.
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