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Online Prison Ministry Newsletter
April 29, 2009
Dale S. Recinella, Catholic Lay Chaplain, Florida Death Row and Solitary Confinement
Susan M. Recinella, Clinical Psychologist for mentally ill adults, and Catholic Lay Minister to Families of the Executed
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Catholic Teaching and the Realities of the American Death Penalty

Presenter: Dale S. Recinella, Catholic Lay Chaplain Florida Death Row

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St. Patrick Interparish Catholic School

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Sounds of Silence
By: Dale S. Recinella

This low rise block building of alternating earth tones doesn’t mesh with the mammoth edifices jockeying for position inside the razor wire fences.


The slanted shingle roof with air-conditioning vents has no counterpart in the landscape of flat-topped “factory air” buildings.

Clearly, this is no ordinary prison building. It’s even unlike any hospital I’ve seen, inside or outside of prison.

This is psychiatric solitary confinement. It’s not easy for an inmate to get assigned to this place.

A major Florida newspaper recently reported that more than one out of every nine Florida inmates is severely mentally ill. That doesn’t mean sociopaths—that means people in need of medication and treatment. That number translates to about 7000 inmates. It would take seven or eight air conditioned prisons of 1000 cells each to hold and treat that many severely mentally ill inmates. They don’t exist.

We Florida taxpayers want no part of that—coddling criminals just because they are severely mentally ill. We’re paying for punishment, not for treatment. Many of them will swelter in regular solitary confinement cells for years at a time. That’s standard drill for our mentally ill.

The men who come to psychiatric solitary are much sicker than just severely mentally ill. Because they are so sick, their medications are strong enough to kill them in the ordinary heat of a Florida prison. So, they are sent here. Some here are Catholic. Some receive Communion regularly. Today is the one day each month that I bring Jesus in my pocket to the Catholics in psychiatric solitary confinement.

As I enter the first thing that hits me is the silence. It is incredibly quiet. None of the shrieking, pounding, banging, kicking or pleading that is normal in regular solitary confinement. Here it is quiet in the extreme.

Otherwise, it’s like confinement except each cell door is totally transparent. There’s still the feeding hole flap at waist level. But the man inside each cell is totally visible. To my surprise, this is almost harder for me to handle than the steel doors of regular solitary.

With an officer close at hand, I make the rounds. Reading material must not have staples. Rosaries must be “break away” string. Communion must be on the tongue—but I’ve been warned to watch for any sudden movement of the neck or face that would signal an attempt to bite my fingers. It has not happened.

As I close the Eucharist with a middle aged Catholic man, there is a scratching noise from a cell across the hall. It’s a young man. H e motions me to his cell.

“What do you need?” I ask softly.

“The voices,” he holds his hands to his head. “Please, make the voices go away.”

I turn to the officer. He nods and unlocks the flap.

As I kneel on the concrete floor outside the cell, I motion to the youth inside, “Kneel down so I can place my hand through the door and on your shoulder.”

He falls to his knees. We pray. We pray renunciation of any involvement in the occult, in the Satanic or in the power of evil. We pray for protection by the Holy Angels, for the intercession of Our Lady and the Saints, and for his ultimate healing at the hands of Jesus Christ.

We are done. The officer locks the flap. It is quiet again.

I wend my way past the dozens of cells with inscrutable men behind transparent doors, through four or five electric gates, and finally outside. Prison noises from the laundry and the mess waft across the compound. I’m back in the real part of the unreal world.





First published: The Florida Catholic February 17, 2000 © 2009 Dale S. Recinella & The Florida Catholic. Used with permission. All rights reserved. No further reproduction or republication without prior written permission.

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Dale S. Recinella, Catholic Lay Chaplain, Florida Death Row and Solitary Confinement
Susan M. Recinella, Clinical Psychologist for mentally ill adults, and Catholic Lay Minister to Families of the Executed

If you Like this Weekly Ezine - You will love Dale's Book!
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Paperback: 433 pages

Excellent book on the topic!,
June 13, 2005 Nathan Eanes
(Review from Amazon.com)

The Biblical Truth about America's Death Penalty is a must-read. It deals with Biblical standards of Capital Punishment and then compares them to the system used in America today. It is the best-researched, most faithful to scripture, and most evenhanded analysis I have ever read concerning the Death Penalty. Whatever your persuasion on the issue, this book will teach you a great deal. Recinella is a trained lawyer and committed Christian who now volunteers part-time on Florida's death row. He thus understands law, the Bible, and the system of execution in America. I challenge anyone who supports the Death Penalty to read this book.



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