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Cassie Briscoe

"I wonder if it’s harder to live with killing someone on purpose, or by accident?” Ashley Maya asks, the first time I meet her.

We are at the Las Colinas Women’s Detention Facility in Santee. A thick sheet of Plexiglas separates us, and Maya is speaking into a telephone receiver balanced between her ear and shoulder. I hear the hum of another prisoner’s conversation faintly through my handset.

An hour ago, I was sliding my driver’s license through a slot in a jail clerk’s window.

In return, the clerk pushed out a printout with Maya’s name, jail ID number, and a window assignment. Motioning toward an open door, the lady jailer said, “That’s the visiting room.”

It resembles what you see in the movies — beige walls and a tile floor. Nineteen booths feature 38 black phones. On the wall hangs a poster explaining how to deposit money into a prisoner’s account. A sign on another wall forbids the use of cameras.

I take a seat in the waiting room among a handful of people. A toddler in pink footie pajamas uses an enormous teddy bear as a pillow. She’s curled up in a plastic blue seat next to her older sister, who appears to be six or seven. At one point, their mother encourages the girls to fold their hands. In Spanish, they pray together.

On the other side of the room, a large bleached blonde in smeared black eyeliner, red lipstick, and eyebrows plucked into permanent surprise, speaks frantically into her cell phone. She wears baggy, worn-out sweatpants that reach only to mid-thigh, a ribbed tank top with oversized arm holes, and fluffy slippers. On her right bicep is an elaborate peacock tattoo.

“You did what you had to do,” she assures the person on the other end on the line. “You should see me, I’m all black and blue, and I’m starving. All I ate today was a bologna sandwich.”

A few inmates are released while we wait. Two women stand up and clap when a spiky-haired redhead is ushered through a thick sliding glass door. The redhead is given a bag; it contains the items she had on her at the time of her arrest.

“Please tell me someone has a cigarette. For the love of God, someone, anyone.” The redhead looks around the waiting room. “I can smell it! I know someone in here is holding out!”

The man next to me shifts in his seat. His face is sliced up, as if someone had taken a broken bottle to it. He turns to me and says, “I’ve been waiting here forever for my girl. She’s getting out tonight. We got arrested in the Gaslamp. I did eight hours in the drunk tank. She’s been in here for three days. Can you believe that? Just for disturbing the peace and possession of some weed.”

A group of women are gathered across the room. Most are gray-haired. One holds a white boom box in her wrinkled hand.

“How’s you night?” a clerk asks the women.

“Blessed,” someone responds.

The women, who are with the El Cajon Pregnancy Care Center, speak with urgency about an inmate they are about to visit. Eventually, a Las Colinas employee escorts them through a sliding door, into the recesses of the correction facility.

At 8:05 p.m., people begin to filter into the visiting room. I follow them. I take a seat on a metal stool in front of window number 16. Most of the visitors seem to be familiar, greeting each other with nods and handshakes. Some discuss Christmas plans. A professionally dressed man plays Angry Birds on his iPhone.

Moments later, the prisoners shuffle in.

Ashley Maya

Ashley Maya takes a seat across from me. She is five-foot-three and around 110 pounds, and, at 22, she could pass for 15. Her hazel eyes are large and saucer-like. Her dishwater hair is long and wavy. She wears beige prison clothes that wash out her already pale complexion.

Maya was a 21-year-old Marine stationed in Yuma when she was convicted and charged with two counts of gross vehicular manslaughter and a DUI resulting in bodily injury. Due to overcrowding in California’s prisons, she was given the option of doing local time.

In October 2011, AB 109 — known as “realignment reform” — was triggered by Governor Jerry Brown when the US Supreme Court ordered California to reduce its inmate population. In 2011, California’s 22 prisons stood at 185 percent capacity, but by June 2013, they must be at 137.5 percent capacity. If they remain above that percentage, convicts will be released early without supervision.

Maya’s accident occurred during the early hours of February 12, 2012. Her Chevrolet HHR flipped while transitioning to I-8 from the 163, ejecting two passengers. Vasty Castillo suffered from a broken back and other serious injuries, while Pedro Conceicao, Maya’s best friend and fellow Marine, was killed. A front-seat passenger, Bryan Salcido, escaped with minor injuries.

At the scene Maya blew a .11 blood-alcohol concentration.

She is four months into an 11-month sentence.

Fifteen miles away, Cassie Briscoe sits on a couch in her Mission Valley apartment, charging her ankle bracelet. Briscoe is on house arrest.

“I have to charge this twice a day, for an hour each time. I haven’t taken a shower since getting it put on.” She chuckles. “I have to take baths and hang this leg out the side of it, so my monitor doesn’t get wet.”

Briscoe was released from Las Colinas on September 11 after serving only 16 days of her six-month term. Her felony arrest was for the sale and transport of crystal meth. The remainder of her sentence will be spent on house arrest under the same bill, AB 109, that sent Ashley Maya to jail instead of prison.

On July 9, 2012, the county’s Parole and Alternative Custody (CPAC) unit began selecting inmates for electronic monitoring. Briscoe qualified. She may leave her home only to go to work and a rehab program.

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jnojr April 10, 2013 @ 10:01 a.m.

It's "Marine". Lower-case is fine if we're talking about Mexican marines or marine soldiers from anywhere else. But the USMC consists of big-M Marines.


Ponzi April 11, 2013 @ 7:39 a.m.

I doubt that distinction will be necessary for one who has a dishonorable discharge.


Ruby_Tuesday April 13, 2013 @ 12:44 a.m.

Interesting read. I’m sad to say there are actually 33 (not 22) state prisons in California. Also, noteworthy: Inmates have not and will not be "released early without supervision" under AB 109. The only way to be released without supervision is if an inmate serves his/her full sentence. If an inmate is paroled early, he/she must be supervised by a parole officer.

AB 109, aka Public Safety Realignment, mandates that non-serious, non-violent, non-sex offenders (sentenced AFTER AB 109) will serve their sentences in county jails instead of state prison. NO INMATES CURRENTLY IN STATE PRISON HAVE BEEN OR WILL BE TRANSFERRED TO COUNTY JAILS OR RELEASED EARLY UNDER AB 109.

It is accurate to report that the state has been ordered to bring the prison’s population down to 137.5 percent capacity by June 2013 but the pertinent reason for the order should be included. That reason being: The “horrendous overcrowded conditions inside CA’s prison” were found by the Supreme Court to be “inhumane and unconstitutional,” contributing to the death of 1 inmate every 7 days. Target deadlines for reducing the population have been missed.

Currently, the Governor and other top state officials are at risk of being found in contempt of court if they miss the target deadline in June. There's an ironic story...


motoed April 11, 2013 @ 4:21 p.m.

I have a friend in Los Colinas. I visited her and since she has been there (three months) I was her only visitor. Only a few people were there visiting on that Saturday afternoon.


Visduh April 12, 2013 @ 7:26 p.m.

Huh? Can someone translate that to English?


Visduh April 14, 2013 @ 8:45 p.m.

I doubt it. Punctuation, spelling, syntax, and grammar aren't a gender sort of thing.


pearljammed April 14, 2013 @ 9:10 p.m.

There are prison ministries that go out and visit several women's prisons. I was involved with one that went out to area women's work camps a couple of years ago. There were a lot of rules to follow and a big background check to pass but it was worth it. One Saturday per month, we would gather a group and drive up to these places and hang out with the gals. It was a very rewarding experience for us and I think the incarcerated ladies enjoyed the attention too.


ahousebythesea April 16, 2013 @ 6:56 a.m.

In response to the Reader Poll question, "Have you ever visited someone in prison?", 83% responded yes. Interesting.


Catbird April 16, 2013 @ 8:39 p.m.

Many believe that AB109, California's answer the federal mandate to reduce prison overcrowding, is affecting public safety.

Eleven men, once pegged as lower-level criminal offenders, have been charged with committing violent crimes in San Diego County since a new law shifted responsibility for supervising them from state to local authorities. (San Diego Tribune, Jan. 19, 2013, Shifting inmates to local control not a perfect fix by Dana Littlefield)

AB109 was intended to encourage alternatives to incarceration, not merely the shifting of responsibility for housing and supervising certain criminals from the state to counties.

While the funding provided by Proposition 30 is not anywhere near enough, a good chunk of it should be spent on providing more effective drug, alcohol and mental health treatment, job training, incentives to employers to hire rehabilitated offenders and halfway houses, NOT MORE JAILS. Now is the time to start thinking outside the box to find better community based alternatives to incarceration. Without quality, sensible programs to assist those released (like the two ladies in this story) to transition and integrate back into society, we will most certainly set them up for continued failure and ourselves to suffer through an escalating cycle of crime.


Letter to the Editor Oct. 12, 2014 @ 11:44 a.m.

What a great article. Really enjoyed it. I am currently going through my wife of 16 years being incarcerated. She is currently at Las Colinas. We do see some visitors. What's bad about LC is, even the lowest security level has to do video visitation. It's horrible. You see your loved one on a very small monitor. It's horrific for our kids. I am trying to get my Wife's voice heard. We have started a blog from her letters she sends once a week. These letters are very powerful. Sad, but powerful. Shows, strength, sadness, hopelessness, depression. Please take the time just to hear her voice. Thank you!


Steve Brase


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