LETTERS FROM AN INMATE (2)

And the story continues…. the last of the my three part-er. A few weeks after the arrival of my first letter, I received my second. Still hoping I don’t go to hell for sharing 😉

“Hi, I hope you are doing well. I don’t know if you ever received my letter. I never received one back from you. Maybe I didn’t get the right address (I’m sure if he needed an address confirmation he could of made his one phone call to my mom. She would of gladly given it to him) or maybe you don’t want to write me. (Ya think?) It’s ok if you don’t, it’s just very depressing not having anybody to communicate with besides these psychos in here. Every time there’s mail call I hope they call my name but it hasn’t happened yet. It really bums me out, but I’m a grown man and I’ll just have to deal with it. When I start to feel frustrated or stressed out I just do a lot of push-ups. At least someday when I get out I’ll be in good shape. I’m sorry if I put you on the spot. It’s nobodies fault but my mine that I’m in here. I’ll just meditate or read about Buddha to try to pass the time. (Giggling… sorry)

I know in my heart there’s somebody out there that I can fall in love with. All I want is to have a chance to meet someone that I can be a good man to and treat her with respect and caring. I want to provide and take care of someone. I want a family of my own since mine is all gone. (Not giggling, just sad.) I’d like to have a couple of kids and be the worlds #1 husband. (That phrase only gives me glimpses of a mugs you buy your father as a kid. I should also note that FOR ME, a #1 husband is someone without a rap sheet.) I’ve done a lot in my life (drugs, DWI crash which injured two old people (though I think he was the passenger – equally as drunk as the driver), jail… for guns, jail again – and these are things I do know). I’ve traveled and had many relationships. I know it’s time to settle down and put down some roots. Since I moved from North Haledon in 1993 I’ve lived in over a dozen different places all over the world. I need to chill out or as they say in jail, “it’s a wrap”. (Isn’t that what they say at the end of film making? Maybe he meant “rap” as in “rap sheet”. No spell check on the pen.) Well even if you decide not to respond to me, I’ll always have a place in my heart for you and never think ill of you. You’re always be a friend to me, thanks for the memories. P.S. Please stay my friend even though I’m in jail. ( ;( )

And that was the last I heard from him, April of 2005. I hope to god he never decides to look me up on the internet cause he will surely find his way to this site, and most likely, these posts…. they have internet access in jail, right?

3 Responses to “LETTERS FROM AN INMATE (2)”

  1. You are very funny, Support My Habit!

  2. Kellie

    Seems like you’re a bit obsessed with this guy. No?

    • Ha! Not obsessed at all. Just a funny story that I thought I would share. This was the last communication with him and it was many years ago. I am just trying to find stories for my blog, that’s all.

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