by Steve Metheny | Oct 16, 2015 | Blog, Steve Metheny
It has been almost 2 months since I self surrendered to federal prison in Texas. I would like to report that I am getting used to things but I have made a promise to myself to NEVER get used to the prison lifestyle. Believe me when I tell you there…
by Steve Metheny | Sep 21, 2015 | Blog, Steve Metheny
Have you ever used a GPS device to navigate from point A to point B? At the beginning of your trip you plug in the desired destination and "voila" up pops the best route and estimated driving tine. Now you’re in the car and the GPS's synthetic…
by Steve Metheny | Sep 9, 2015 | Blog, Steve Metheny
This blog is a departure from the norm because today is my 17th wedding anniversary and I am thousands of miles away in a Federal prison in Texas. If anyone thinks that being separated from your family and being locked in prison is the absolute…
by Steve Metheny | Sep 6, 2015 | Blog, Steve Metheny
It's 3:00pm. I'm in my room, putting pen to paper. Outside in the open hall of the housing unit there is a deafening cacophony of voices, yelling, talking, playing cards and dominos. Around the corner stands a line of men 50 deep waiting on mail…
by Steve Metheny | Aug 28, 2015 | Blog, Steve Metheny
Never Hurry, Never Worry, Never, Never, Never Complain. My first weekend in Federal prison which means I have been here exactly one week. Is that right? It's only been one week? Anyway, I'm starting to get in the groove. Wake at 0600 go to…
by Steve Metheny | Aug 20, 2015 | Blog, Steve Metheny
The day came for me to surrender to Federal prison and for my wife and I that meant all afternoon and evening in and out of three airplanes, a rental car and a hotel, on our way to Dallas on Sunday night. The late night arrival, two hour time zone…
by Steve Metheny | Aug 14, 2015 | Blog, Steve Metheny
I’m dying on Sunday, would you like to come to my party on Saturday? I have three days left until I am scheduled to self-surrender to a Federal prison in Texas and everyone around me is acting kinda strange; they don’t know what to say. They look at…