After reading about the tour of Newark’s old jail, I donned my new resort attire (white blouse with flowers – $4 on clearance, (somehow) matching tangerine clam diggers – $1 on clearance, tangerine flip flops – $1 where everything costs $1) and motored up Route 37.
After walking through the sheriff’s living quarters, we visited the cell blocks while learning about an eighteen year old innocent lynching victim.
The shower/discipline room.
Down into the jail’s bowels to the dungeon, complete with holding cell/drunk tank.
This was the only gargoyle? character? I could find on the building, although according to a postcard there are several.
A local author (you know her well) wrote a book detailing all she learned in her years of animal rescue. If you are interested, here is the link: confessionsofananimalrescuer.webs.com/. All proceeds (and that means 100% of the profits) go to pay for veterinary care for homeless and unwanted dogs and cats.