The Big House
Once he was out, and hit the bricks as they say, he worked hard to build his own brick, block and stone business and make a life for him and his family.
His first night in the Big House was hell. As he stretched out on his bunk, he still heard the words ringing in his ears “Hey, Look at that new fish, fresh meat. You're going to make a nice girl.” Hilton also learned a new word - “punk,” which was short-hand for a male sex slave.
This island prison was called McNeil Island Prison (the other was Alcatraz). At McNeil he learned safe-cracking skills from an older inmate who had been in the trade since the 1930s. After transferring through the Federal Prison system to a Reformatory, which he escaped from, he was captured and held in solitary confinement (the hole) for ninety-three days on four pieces of bread and a cup of coffee a day. He was then transferred to a more secure prison. After doing three and one-half years he became an honor inmate and earned parole. Upon his release, being an ex-con, and having a Hard-Nosed Parole Officer he was unable to hold a job and resorted to the safe-cracking trade he had learned in the ‘Big House.’ Greed and new technology was to be his undoing on the last burglary/safe-cracking job and he was arrested again in California. He was given two 1 to 30 year sentences, one for the Burglary and one on the safe-cracking charge which the Judge then ran consecutively, which made the term of the sentence a 2 to 30 years sentence in the California Prison system. He expected to serve about ten years of the time. While serving this sentence he learned the Brick laying trade and became a model prisoner. After three and a half years he made parole, and then had to face a Federal Judge in San Francisco to try and get the remaining five years on his Federal Parole reinstated. At twenty-six years of age, he walked out, promising never to commit another crime and he has kept his promise.