At exactly 9:30 on the night of June 11, 1962, the lights at Alcatraz prison went out. Most of the men living there shivered on their thin beds as they tried to fall asleep.
But not Frank Morris. He waited for the prison to get quiet. His heart was pounding. If his plan worked, he would never sleep in this prison again.
For months, Morris and three other prisoners—Allen West and brothers Clarence and John Anglin—had been secretly planning to escape. This prison sat at the top of an island surrounded by San Francisco Bay. People said it was impossible to break free from “the Rock,” as Alcatraz was known.
Morris and his friends had come up with a clever plan. They had been using tiny tools to chip away at the walls of their cells. Eventually, the men made holes big enough to crawl through. Then they climbed up the pipes behind their cells and set up a secret workshop.
Here they used stolen and handmade tools to make a raft out of raincoats. It was their only hope for surviving the rough, freezing waters of San Francisco Bay.
It was 9:30 p.m. on June 11, 1962. The lights at Alcatraz prison went out. Most of the men living there tried to sleep.
But not Frank Morris. He waited for the prison to get quiet. His heart pounded. If his plan worked, he would never sleep in this prison again.
For months, Morris and three other prisoners—Allen West and brothers Clarence and John Anglin—had been planning to escape. The prison sat on an island in San Francisco Bay. People said it was impossible to break free from “the Rock,” as Alcatraz was known.
Morris and his friends had a plan. They had used tiny tools to chip away at the walls of their cells. Slowly, they made holes big enough to crawl through. Then they climbed up the pipes behind their cells and set up a workshop.
Here they used stolen and handmade tools to make a raft out of raincoats. They hoped it would keep them alive in the rough, freezing waters of the bay.
At precisely 9:30 on the night of June 11, 1962, the lights at Alcatraz prison went out. Most of the prisoners shivered on their thin beds, trying to fall asleep.
But not Frank Morris. Heart pounding, he waited for the prison to get quiet. If his plan succeeded, he would never sleep in this prison again.
For months, Morris and three other prisoners—Allen West and brothers Clarence and John Anglin—had been secretly planning to escape. Alcatraz sat at the top of an island surrounded by San Francisco Bay. People said it was impossible to break free from “the Rock,” as the prison was known.
Morris and his friends had come up with a clever plan. They had used tiny tools to chip away at the walls of their cells until they made holes large enough to crawl through. Then they climbed up the pipes behind their cells and set up a secret workshop.
In the workshop, they used stolen and handmade tools to fashion a raft out of raincoats. It was their only hope for surviving the rough, freezing waters of San Francisco Bay.