A Journey to Waco: Autobiography of a Branch Davidian by Clive Doyle

Author:Clive Doyle [Doyle, Clive]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Rowman & Littlefield Publishers
Published: 2012-07-24T16:00:00+00:00

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Jail, Two Trials, and Changes at Mount Carmel

Jail

While I was in the hospital the staff promised me that ATF agents would not be allowed to take me out until the hospital people deemed I was ready to go. They didn’t tell me when they deemed it. One day hospital staff came in and said they were going to transfer me, and I thought they meant to some other clinic or some other part of the hospital, when federal marshals walked in with a dark blue jumpsuit for me to put on. They transferred me from Dallas all the way back to Waco, where I was put in the McLennan County jail.

They started by putting me in what they call a medical cell. It’s like solitary confinement. There is no view of the outside. It is cement on all sides, and there is a slit in the door with just a little panel of glass. The lights are on all the time. You have cameras on you, and it’s freezing cold. No matter what time of year, they have the thermostat turned down to unbearable. You have one blanket and you have a plastic kind of mattress thing and that’s about it—concrete floor and concrete walls.

Outside of freezing to death, I did pretty well in there. I was more focused. I prayed a lot more. I finally got a Bible—a big-print Bible. It was like I had two big footballs on my hands trying to hold a Bible up. I had no glasses. I couldn’t remember why. I kept thinking they must have melted in the fire. I must have lost them.

I asked the nurse if I could get some glasses. She answered: If we give you glasses, we have six hundred people here who need glasses. I said: If they all need glasses, what’s wrong with that?

I managed to tell my mother one day when she was visiting that I needed glasses. She went to my lawyer, and my lawyer went to the federal marshals, and the federal marshals leaned on the sheriff’s department a little bit, and they finally agreed to let me go out with a sheriff’s deputy to an optometrist and get some glasses. They arranged with my mother to be there to pay for it, but we were not permitted to have conversation.

In the McLennan County jail there are two buildings—a newer wing and an older wing. The nurse’s quarter is in the old wing. All the prisoners in the old building are allowed to see a visitor on the fifth floor, where you sit with a glass between you and the visitor and talk on the phone.

When you get moved to general population, or High Five, which is the newer section, they don’t have phones. When people come to visit they bring them all the way up to the area you are in, which is all metal walls, and they have little holes with a grill about level with your navel, and then they have a little slit window.

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