Justin King spends most of his hours in a cinderblock dormitory room for minimum-security prisoners, sleeping on a metal bunk bed and being constantly monitored by surveillance cameras.
But on a crisp California morning with coastal fog hanging on the hillsides, King, who is serving time for selling methamphetamines, and three of his fellow inmates at the Mendocino County jail huddle together in a 175-acre vineyard to pick plump sangiovese grapes. The only visible difference between the prisoners and the other field workers are the GPS tracking devices wrapped around their ankles.
"Hey dude!" King, 32, called out to his fellow inmate, Meliton Rangel, as King eyed a promising group of clusters wet with dew. "I hit clump city here!"
[For more of this story, written by Patricia Leah Brown, go to http://www.psmag.com/business-...ace-of-mind-out-here]
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