Early this morning the keeper got up and left the house before 6 so she could meet some of the young adults to drive to the Tacoma Detention Center and look for Francisco. We know how important this is because she is not fond of spending early morning hours with anyone other than us. But the good news is that they found him, and got to spend 90 minutes with him separated by glass, talking to him by a phone. They discovered all the particulars of his situation, and now know how to proceed with letters to the judge and how to communicate with him in the future. He actually looks pretty good, is receiving his medications and a special diabetic diet. They replenished his account so he can make phone calls and buy little necessities. What a relief to find and see him.
She told us that the saddest part of the visit was not with Francisco but with all the families who were visiting fathers. Mothers with babes in arms, a string of kids in tow, teenagers, girlfriends, all of them carrying deep sadness, so many tears, so much worry.
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