Memphis has rails to trails project named The Greenline. It runs from Shelby Farms, a county park, to the area known as Midtown. It has become very popular with bikers, joggers, walkers and the occasional rollerblader. Part of route of The 
Greenline goes by the Shelby County prison.
When I go to jog or bicycle I actually park in a prison parking lot. Interesting enough the County police recently placed a mobile surveillance unit in the lot. You know, one of those contraptions that flashes blue constantly and has cameras up on a stalk. I can only surmise that there had been some issues with vehicles in the parking lot as it is well used by patrons of The Greenline, and visitors and employees of the prison. Is stupidity or chutzpah to commit crimes right at the prison’s front gate?
By the time I get off work this time of year it is already dark. Nevertheless, many evenings I will get a run in. This particular night due the cold and the wind I had on a wind shell with a hood pulled around my head. I had just started on the path, and was doing some fast walking to warm up before I started jogging. I heard someone yell to my left Continue reading “Just another day in Memphis”