I remember as a little girl cruising around the streets of San Francisco in my dad’s bright red ’68 Impala,…
Michael Webb is serving 25 years to life in California’s San Quentin prison for first-degree murder, robbery and assault with a deadly weapon. He was 17 years-old when he committed the crime and started serving his time at 19.
In this essay, Webb reflects on his act. Putting himself in the shoes of his victims’ wife, Webb imagines what it would be like for her to meet him face-to-face for the first time.
When I was in jail I learned how to control myself.
Staffing shortages are contributing to more fighting among inmates and use of force by guards inside one juvenile hall, where budgets and overtime are on the rise.
In jail I learned how to mix foods and make it taste good sometimes.
Him being in jail made my life harder especially since I’m a Daddy’s Girl. I got in more trouble in school, me and my mom got into more arguments, and I was just lost.
Ricky Brum stood in an alleyway behind a furniture store in Manteca, California, and to be honest, it was a little awkward. He didn’t really want to be there. Last February, Brum set some cardboard boxes on fire just a few feet away.
A report on how cash-squeezed counties offset the costs of youth incarceration by charging parents — including one mother who’s on the hook for more than $7,500 in fees, even though her child has passed away.
Follow the paper trail and explore our interactive resources as Youth Radio goes behind the scenes, uncovering the true cost of the changing juvenile justice system.