Sometimes you don't know. There's definitely shades of our stories.

She started yelling and screaming. She didn't want to go. My dad returned her to custody up here (in the jail), but she was blaming me, saying her kids were going to be taken away from her.

Dad does get the most unusual Christmas cards from the penitentiary.

Dad wants to be there for them.

The judge wants a bond to make sure everyone does what they're supposed to do. It helps people to be treated fairly. The person who is complaining puts up the bond.

Dad and I work pretty close. He has a good judge of character. I don't think he's been disappointed many times.