Looking over his shoulder, he's alone on Alcatraz at night

By John M. Glionna, Los Angeles Times
ALCATRAZ ISLAND, Calif. - Each day at sundown, when the last tour boat departs from Alcatraz Island, one lonesome soul is left behind. He's the night watchman of Alcatraz.

Guided by the beam of his flashlight, Gregory Johnson inches down the gloomy infirmary ward of the island's retired prison, once home to the nation's most malicious killers and psychotic criminal malcontents.

"Hey, what's that noise?" he asks, throwing the light against the half-open door of a solitary-confinement cell.

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OK, I take it back... That would be an awesome job. Full of undeniable street cred (at least for those of us who grew up in creepy New England and liked movies like The Blair Witch Project). I would totally want this guy on my team if the world was suddenly overtaken by zombie ghouls.