Sunday, June 15, 2008

2-3-04

[This is the first letter i received after his sentencing. My boyfriend and I had moved to Washington on a job offer. The heartbreak of an Eight year sentence hadn't really sank in yet. We were both in a bit of a state of shock.]
Mama,
Well, its been a while since I've been able to communicate with you. So I want to ask, how are you doing and if you you are okay? I wonder about you and say prayers nightly. Mom and Papa [This is what he calls my mom- his maternal grandma and his grandpa.] Their address is the only one i could remember. I wrote my So-Oh [This is what he calls his father's mom- his paternal grandmother.] too. She is doing good. I guess Vinnie [his cousin] is staying with her and going to school. so, i wrote to hims as well.

Papa didn't know what to write so he forged a letter from Foxie and Princess [their dogs] :) in the middle of the paper there were two sets of paw prints. :) I could just see him going through all sorts of trouble to get the ink on them and the paper! :) Mom sent me a picture of them, so I was very happy. Oh and they also sent $50.

So they put me on a high medium yard- one step away from max. I am in my cell most of the day. We go to chow three times a day. There are metal detectors everywhere and they put us in cages whenever they can. Especially, now in Buckeye -some guards are being help hostage. We go to rec. every other day and they let us shower every day.

They don't offer college courses on 4 yards. We can send away through Pima C. C. But it is $31 a credit plus books and I don't have a computer or access to a phone so no German or French for me. :( But there is one class I was looking at- a world religion class- it's text :). I think that would be interesting.

So i failed this literacy test- the math part. So, in order to get my 85% I have to pass at an eighth grade level. There's an area called, "school" and I go after lunch which is fine for me because it gets me out of my cell. And I get to walk in the sun. They gave me the test again - but I bombed on purpose so that i can continue to go :).

There is nothing more funnier than a bunch of convicted morons tring to do fractions. :) I stopped answering the teachers questions correctly. I got in fights for being "smart" :)

I've gotten some books and have been reading a lot but I really want some music. I've been writing my Dad asking for $$ and cassette taps - no luck:( Maybe in a while i just sent the letter two days ago.

Anyways do you think you could get some tapes ?????:) Please! You would have to go online-it's the easiest place I can think of to find techno on cassette. You would have to purchase them online and have them sent here. Okay? Here's a few - AK 1200, Diesla Boy, Paul Van Dyke, DJ lion- Ohh- Dilinja, Massive attack, The venga Rays, Ronnie size, ATB, Ragga, DJ Irene, Garl Cox, May Day- anything "drum and bass" or "hard progressive trance" DJ Icey Yeah!- Hey a convict can dream right:) You don't have to get them all just a couple:) If you can't find any ask, Chris. [His brother] he'd know where to find them. Maybe you could send me a picture of you guys and Chopper. I would like that. And a picture of your new place.

So, when I first come on the yard, this black guy comes up to me and says , "Your Charlie right?" Anyways, he tells me that he saw me in a vision. He is on a mission from Allah and I am one of his fellow prophets. He told me that he had something for me and later that day he sent me a package of brownies and a letter going into detail about his mission to spread the word of God and how we should be afraid of the "white devil". So, I wrote him back telling him of my own struggles.

He leads the muslin services here. It's wierd though. He said in one of his letters him and any brother will watch over me - way before I ever wrote him back. I think he is just lonely and needs a friend -or he's gay and thinks I am cute:) Anyways, the people here are creepy and scary.

Maybe you could send me some literature -some dream analyis books or girly mags. :)
Right now I am reading a book written by Linda Goodman - but i don't think it will work with out the time i was born. Do you know the time i was born?

[His ex-girlfriend. Lacey, had his baby. (At least, she said it was his.) I had taken her and the baby to see Jacob whild he was in jail. He got to hold the baby in his arms. The baby's name is Cierra.]
The last time I talked to Lacey, she was living w/ a guy and had my baby there too. I feel like an idiot -a sad idiot :( I want to talk to Cierra, but not her Mom which is impossible. I've been writing Cierra and not Lacey. She said she would read the letters to her. God I miss her -Cierra. I got to hold her in the court room. Oh Mama, she was so calm. She wasn't fussy at all. She fell asleep real quick and felt so perfect in my arms. Ho hum :( I wish i had a picture I want to show her off.

Theres' always babies on T.V. and I always think of her. I don't know what to do. I say prayers for her always. I just want to hold her again. I want to see her smile and maybe giggle. I just want her to hear my voice. For her to know it's just me - know she has a father. I don't want her to be raised the way Lacey was without a Dad. Sometimes, I just want to scream.

Will you let me know your thoughts on this situation?

[If you read the background, you know that he had dropped Lacey after he found her doing Meth. He had started relationship with a new girlfriend, Sarah. But then Lacey came back telling him that she was pregnant.]
Another thing. I miss Sarah. I know she messed around but if the situation was reversed...

It's just like Lacey, can i be mad that she is living with some guy when eight months ago i was living with Sarah? Should I miss either one of them? I am stating to hate the other sex :)

Anyways, enough about that. I really worry about who is around my little girl. some nights- like tonight- I just can't stop thinking about her. I really miss her.

I don't mean to depress you. I just don't know who else to write this shit to. and you always have good advice and I love you! :)

I miss you a lot and i know you are okay . I can feel it. Jesse [His younger brother that had passed away.] is watching over you just as much as he is me.

You loving son,
Charlie

P.S. I love You!

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