I didn't know, until I went that many of the guards and their families actually lived on the island. There were apartments for them. There were bowling alleys, garden clubs, and generally an "ideal life". The children of the guards would ride the ferry
over to San Francisco every day for school. It was a 12 minute ferry ride. It seems to me that one of the hardest things for a prisoner would be to look across the bay and see the city. They could see what was happening, but might as well have been a world away.
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