PHOTOS: New SCORE Jail Facility Dedicated Thursday Afternoon


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The new South Correctional Entity Multijurisdictional Misdemeanant (SCORE) Jail was dedicated under sunny skies In Des Moines Thursday afternoon (Sept. 8), with lots of local dignitaries gathered at the shiny new facility.

The jail, located at 1801 S. 200th Street, is a joint project of the cities of Burien, Des Moines, Auburn, Federal Way, Renton, SeaTac and Tukwila.

The 164,000 sq. ft., 813-bed facility cost $80.5 million, and will house both male and female prisoners from member cities who’ve committed misdemeanor crimes.

The jail is expected to employ around 120 workers, including corrections officers, medical staff and administrative personnel.

It will begin receiving inmates sometime in mid-September and will be in full operation by mid-October.

After a color guard ceremony performed by various law enforcement officers from the seven cities involved, Auburn Singer/Songwriter Lori Anne Mullins sang the National Anthem. Jail Director Penny Bartley spoke, followed by Des Moines Mayor Bob Sheckler and Auburn Mayor Pete Lewis.

A ribbon-cutting ceremony was also held, officially opening the prison.

Publisher/Editor Scott Schaefer was also on hand (and not in jail…yet), and he took these pics:

Des Moines Mayor Bob Sheckler read a poem written by Edgar Albert Guest entitled “It Couldn’t Be Done,” which he thought was appropriate “due to all the naysayers who said we couldn’t build this facility…”:

Somebody said that it couldn’t be done,
But, he with a chuckle replied
That “maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one
Who wouldn’t say so till he’d tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
On his face. If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn’t be done, and he did it.

Somebody scoffed: “Oh, you’ll never do that;
At least no one has done it”;
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew he’d begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn’t be done, and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle it in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
That “couldn’t be done,” and you’ll do it.

To read our previous coverage of the SCORE Jail, click here.

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