Ahh, the good old days. Where prisoners were given something productive to do to help pay back society for their transgressions. What a concept.Decades ago, I lived in a city of some size that had its own police department gun range. It was open to the public on weekends. It was co-located with the city honor farm where low level offenders served out their time working for the city. The trusties at the honor farm did some of the work at the police range, including reloading .38 Special cartridges. Which most officers in the city carried in those days.