(INDIANA CAPITAL CHRONICLE) — Inside a unit of the maximum-security Indiana Women’s Prison, not-quite-3-year-old Jensen has picked up the routine.
Attached at his hip, literally, are a set of colorful, plastic keys. He’ll insert the toy into the crack of doors in an attempt to lock them. When they get stuck, he calls out for a sergeant — what officers do when real keys are jammed. He’ll try to snatch them out of the pockets of unsuspecting visitors. He also has a toy radio.
Nobody is a stranger to Jensen; he knows one officer as “Grandma Williams.” When it’s count time — a sort of prison roll call — he helps shoo women out of the day room…