Originally Posted by davecummings

I remember that garden; it was small, but Hess loved being in it. One Sunday while checking on him, he insisted on showing it to me------I recall it being to the right as we (and one of the security guards) walked out into what reminded me of a small back yard; he had red roses and some tomatoes growing in it, and seemed very proud of the growth.

He wanted to show me everything he was planning to plant, but I was more focused on getting him safely back inside the prison-----he emphasized where grape vines were going to be planted the next year. Small world-----from a GFY thread to the stirring of ancient memories for me. At the time, he reminded me of my Grandpa back in Saratoga Springs, NY. And now, back to business stuff:-)