Friday, October 31, 2008
9-9-04
Mama,
I don’t know what happened, but it is good and bad. I got a letter from my lawyer on Thursday and it was good news. She added a new point to my appeal. Plus, she reran my old appeal with a more direct approach. It got more to the point and made more of a deal with rephrasing. So I was all happy. In Washington State, there was a case where this guy Blakley went to trial. The jury convicted him but the judge aggravated his and gave him some extra time, like ten years or something. His lawyer took it to the Supreme court and the supreme court ruled that it was unconstitutional to be sentenced by a judge if a jury convicted you. If a jury convicts you, the jury has to sentence you. So, she added that to my appeal. She also rephrased the Arizona points to make it, well to me more dramatic, which is mad cool.
So that is real good, right? So, I get to Rincon and that same night they tell me to rollup I’m leaving the yard. I wasn’t really concerned where I was going because of my lawyer. Well they had reclassed me to S.M.U. like four months ago. But my old cellie talked to dude. Well, central over rode it and I’m over here not at SMU, but in the walls in Florence. This is Maximum security prison and it is fucking crazy here!
When I got here there was all this commotion on out in the yard. All these dudes dressed up in riot gear were marching around. There was a riot in progress. I guess it had been going on since the day before. But when I say riot, we’re not allowed out of the cell for one hour every other day. So, all of these guys are stuck in their cells and they’re burning shit and throwing whatever at the cops. Just madness. They had just got it under control when I got here. So, whenever you are out on the yard, you’re handcuffed. There are thirteen gun towers around. Death row is behind us. It’s just nasty over here. There are roaches everywhere. It smells like piss. Everything is burnt, so that is bad, right?
We’ve been on restriction all weekend. I wasn’t allowed to have my property. I bought some paper from the store today. I wanted to write you and let you know what’s up.
The cells are single man, but very small. I can touch both wall at the same time, sideways.
It is about double the size length way. But I need a T.V. Please send me some $ for one. Black and white are only $94.70. Color costs $192.00 I don’t want to beg, but I’m going to anyways, PLEASE!!!!! :)
It takes two years to get out of here. I’m already felling claustrophobic. Oh yeah, they won’t let me have hard back books. So, if you want to send me some more, make sure they are paper back. Can you contact Maxim and have my subscription changed over to here? I’m sorry my handwriting is funny. They won’t let us have regular pens- only the inside of a pen. I want to save my pencil to draw with.
We’re supposed to get our property back today. I can’t wait to get it back. What I had is precious to me! We should, I don’t know though. I’m going to buy a radio with that other $ you sent me. But everyone says that it doesn’t pick anything up. I just want a tape player, mines broken.
They make strings out of sheets and swing stuff all around, from one cell to another. It is crazy over here. All of the CO’s wear shank vests and neck guards. Before I leave the cell, I have to cuff up and walk backwards out of the cell. Then to take a shower, I get locked in there and then I get the cuffs off of me. It is crazy! There’s all of these guys doing life sentences.
One good thing, I quit smoking. I snuck a bunch of tobacco in her. But I passed it out and smoked it . I quit now though, cold turkey So, there’s always a positive.
I tried to call Mom and Papa but they were not home. They were talking about going up to Matt’s for a couple of months. They might have gone already. I’m going to write everyone I wrote before and let them know what’s up. It sucks over here. There are these piasas up here and the Chicanos and the whites teamed up together against the Piasas. This Piasa on the other end was going to the shower. The dude was walking, then all of a sudden soap was flying from every direction at him. Then someone screamed, “Air support!” And all of this sick mixture of grease, urine and sugar boiled, came flying down. The Piasa was hit and went down. That stuff will melt your skin. The cop that was walking with him got hit too. It just kept coming all of these cops ran in with these shields and grabbed the hit cop and left the paisa wriggling around in agony, while people kept pounding him with all sorts of projectiles. I felt so bad for the little wet back. Finally after like 5 minutes of this blood curdling screaming, they came in and got him. This place is no joke. I wish I had a T.v. to drown all the chaos out - Seriously, I am alright. I won’t have anything happen to me like that. I broke all the races off with tobacco. So, I’m all right.
I miss you very much. I’m sorry I am here. I wish I could talk to you or anyone for that matter. I’ve been talking out of the bars with my neighbor. He’s cool. Some black kid, he is my age. He has ten years for man slaughter and robbery.
I’ll write you again when I get my property. It should be coming down here soon 0 I hope! I’m going to show off my pictures to dude next door. I hope to hear from you soon. I’m going to send everyone my address. Please think about the T.V.
and my sanity.
Love, Charlie
{ this letter was sent along with the other one.]
Mama,
Hey! They still haven’t sent my property over here. But I figure it will come soon enough. I’m bore – real bored. I’ve cleaned my cell like five times today. I’ve come to the conclusion that it can never feel actually clean. This building was built in 1932 and it is dirty as hell! EW!!!
They have a booklet with all the books you can check out. I’m going to check out a couple whenever I can. I am sooooo bored. My body is craving a cigarette sooo bad! I want to scream. Oh well, I’ll get over it. I hope! :)
They’re not passing out anymore property tonight, which sucks cause I wanted to send out this letter in the morning. Maybe they will do it tomorrow. They took away the batteries so I don’t know how I am supposed to listen. That sucks. Last time they took them away it was for 3 months. I guess like 8 CO’s were injured during the riot with batteries.
I don’t know why my life is plagued with shit like this, but I’ve learned to accept it as a given. The happy with the sad- the good with the bad.
I had and keep having de javous all the time. It is crazy! I’ve dreamt this all before. But I do different things than in my dreams. Like when I first got here, they put me in the shower for like five hours. I slept in the shower in my dream. I slept on the floor in my reality – but my head in my lap in the dream. I don’t want to say about other things I remember because I might just jinx it. In county, I jinxed myself, I think. So, I’m just going to be quiet about it. But it is good. I hope!
I miss you Mama. I wish I was outside. I’m kinda scared about my future. Not really scared, more like worried about it. I want to do good. I hope I have the chance to make you proud of me.
It’s pretty late now, about 10:00 pm. You have to be quiet from 10 to 10. It’s like the golden rule of prison. My sink has been acting up. It just starts shooting water out all fast like someone is pushing on it. It is going to be really annoying when I’m trying to go to sleep. I’m drinking tea right now. I get some tea and coffee sent to me with breakfast in bed. That is one good thing about lock down. At ten in the morning it is loud in here. But right before that it is quiet like a church. You always know when it is 10:00 caused people start yelling at each other all loud. I’m going to make some ear plugs tonight so I can sleep in tomorrow. Hopefully, I’ll get my property tomorrow and I can get this sent out.
We have rec. tomorrow. I wonder how they’re going to do it. They have to take us out one by one out to the cage. We can smudge out there, but I need to buy all of the stuff. I need a feather eagle $10.00, cedar $2.35, red willow $3.20, sage $3.20, sweet grass $3.20 and an abalone shell $10.00 I like to smudge. I can feel my aura being replenished by the smoke. It all smells so good too. When I get out, I want to smudge Jesse’s grave and my daughter Cierra. I want to sing them all the songs that I’ve learned and sit and talk with them. It will happen. I can wait. I pray for them every day. I ask God to watch over all of you. I’m sure he hears me.
I get to take a shower tomorrow. I understand why Chopper gets all happy after a bath now. :) It makes my day not only am I going out to rec. but I get to bathe and get my property. I have good things to look forward to . I miss you….
I’ll finishing writing you tomorrow. I’m going to try and get some sleep. I have a big day ahead of me tomorrow! :) Charlie
[This letter was enclosed with the other two]
Mama,
I’ve gotten all of my property and showed all of my pictures. We went to rec. earlier that was cool. But we just went form a cell to a cage. I got to go outside at least, that’s cool. I got my mirror back and I’m a beast! I need a shave, but we’re not allowed razors in her. I haven’t shaved in 5 days. The Irish in me is coming out. Hair grows a lot thicker on my right side than on my left. I’m going to wait til they get longer and just pull them out. :)
I miss you Mama. I got your postcards from the day – well night that I had left from over there. Those places look beautiful.
People scream at each other day in and day out over here. I want them to shut up – f***ing animals I swear!
I’m going to send this out in the morning. I hope it gets there soon. I haven’t had any mail in a while. So, please send me a reply back soon. I’m going to put in for a radio now so that I’ll get it. This Piasa down here has some batteries I can use. Hopefully I can drown out this noise.
One good thing about not smoking my complexion is a lot clearer. It’s a painful experience though. I wouldn’t recommend it. My white neighbor is a psycho. I don’t think he is all there. He’ll ask me something. Then walk away from where I am and forget he’s talking to me. Strange- he has natural life. I guess too much time or something. I’m going to send everyone a letter today. Well, at least I will write them. I’ll send it out in the morning.
I miss you. I have a picture of you in High school. Mom sent it to me. I have it along with a big picture they sent me of you. That was there favorite one. I like the one where you are getting ready for work. You look more natural, more like yourself.
God, I am having de javous too damn much I’m expecting something to happen. I wonder if it is going to be good or bad? Probably both :)
There are so many roaches in her. I keep killing them. I hope killing roaches isn’t bad karma. If they’re reincarnated people, they were probably shitty any how. And they deserve to get crushed beneath a wad of toilet paper. If I wasn’t meant to kill them, I’m sure God would find a way to stop me, I’m sure. :)
I feel complete right now, just like I am whole. I feel like I am capable of anything. This is a strange place to be feeling that. Both of my ears are pierced. My hair is long. I feel more muscular. I feel a lot stronger. Mind, body and soul than I did a year ago. Maybe that’s what this is all about. Conditioning me for my future. I want to make you proud of me. The way I am proud of you.
Man, I love tea! Brewed not the tea flavored stuff. I mean real brewed tea. Black dude next to me broke out with some ice. So, not only is it tea, but yep, “iced tea”.
I wish I had a picture of me in this dirty ass cell. If I had one, I would look at it when I’m free and remember what not to do. It would help me I think to stay straight when I am free. Like a painful reminder of what could happen.
I promise not to let you down my mama. I will make the world know who I am in a positive manner and in a healthy way. Every day I am getting better and better in every way. I miss you very much. I wish I could get one of those hugs form you. I hope to hear from you soon.
All of my love,
Your son, Charlie
I don’t know what happened, but it is good and bad. I got a letter from my lawyer on Thursday and it was good news. She added a new point to my appeal. Plus, she reran my old appeal with a more direct approach. It got more to the point and made more of a deal with rephrasing. So I was all happy. In Washington State, there was a case where this guy Blakley went to trial. The jury convicted him but the judge aggravated his and gave him some extra time, like ten years or something. His lawyer took it to the Supreme court and the supreme court ruled that it was unconstitutional to be sentenced by a judge if a jury convicted you. If a jury convicts you, the jury has to sentence you. So, she added that to my appeal. She also rephrased the Arizona points to make it, well to me more dramatic, which is mad cool.
So that is real good, right? So, I get to Rincon and that same night they tell me to rollup I’m leaving the yard. I wasn’t really concerned where I was going because of my lawyer. Well they had reclassed me to S.M.U. like four months ago. But my old cellie talked to dude. Well, central over rode it and I’m over here not at SMU, but in the walls in Florence. This is Maximum security prison and it is fucking crazy here!
When I got here there was all this commotion on out in the yard. All these dudes dressed up in riot gear were marching around. There was a riot in progress. I guess it had been going on since the day before. But when I say riot, we’re not allowed out of the cell for one hour every other day. So, all of these guys are stuck in their cells and they’re burning shit and throwing whatever at the cops. Just madness. They had just got it under control when I got here. So, whenever you are out on the yard, you’re handcuffed. There are thirteen gun towers around. Death row is behind us. It’s just nasty over here. There are roaches everywhere. It smells like piss. Everything is burnt, so that is bad, right?
We’ve been on restriction all weekend. I wasn’t allowed to have my property. I bought some paper from the store today. I wanted to write you and let you know what’s up.
The cells are single man, but very small. I can touch both wall at the same time, sideways.
It is about double the size length way. But I need a T.V. Please send me some $ for one. Black and white are only $94.70. Color costs $192.00 I don’t want to beg, but I’m going to anyways, PLEASE!!!!! :)
It takes two years to get out of here. I’m already felling claustrophobic. Oh yeah, they won’t let me have hard back books. So, if you want to send me some more, make sure they are paper back. Can you contact Maxim and have my subscription changed over to here? I’m sorry my handwriting is funny. They won’t let us have regular pens- only the inside of a pen. I want to save my pencil to draw with.
We’re supposed to get our property back today. I can’t wait to get it back. What I had is precious to me! We should, I don’t know though. I’m going to buy a radio with that other $ you sent me. But everyone says that it doesn’t pick anything up. I just want a tape player, mines broken.
They make strings out of sheets and swing stuff all around, from one cell to another. It is crazy over here. All of the CO’s wear shank vests and neck guards. Before I leave the cell, I have to cuff up and walk backwards out of the cell. Then to take a shower, I get locked in there and then I get the cuffs off of me. It is crazy! There’s all of these guys doing life sentences.
One good thing, I quit smoking. I snuck a bunch of tobacco in her. But I passed it out and smoked it . I quit now though, cold turkey So, there’s always a positive.
I tried to call Mom and Papa but they were not home. They were talking about going up to Matt’s for a couple of months. They might have gone already. I’m going to write everyone I wrote before and let them know what’s up. It sucks over here. There are these piasas up here and the Chicanos and the whites teamed up together against the Piasas. This Piasa on the other end was going to the shower. The dude was walking, then all of a sudden soap was flying from every direction at him. Then someone screamed, “Air support!” And all of this sick mixture of grease, urine and sugar boiled, came flying down. The Piasa was hit and went down. That stuff will melt your skin. The cop that was walking with him got hit too. It just kept coming all of these cops ran in with these shields and grabbed the hit cop and left the paisa wriggling around in agony, while people kept pounding him with all sorts of projectiles. I felt so bad for the little wet back. Finally after like 5 minutes of this blood curdling screaming, they came in and got him. This place is no joke. I wish I had a T.v. to drown all the chaos out - Seriously, I am alright. I won’t have anything happen to me like that. I broke all the races off with tobacco. So, I’m all right.
I miss you very much. I’m sorry I am here. I wish I could talk to you or anyone for that matter. I’ve been talking out of the bars with my neighbor. He’s cool. Some black kid, he is my age. He has ten years for man slaughter and robbery.
I’ll write you again when I get my property. It should be coming down here soon 0 I hope! I’m going to show off my pictures to dude next door. I hope to hear from you soon. I’m going to send everyone my address. Please think about the T.V.
and my sanity.
Love, Charlie
{ this letter was sent along with the other one.]
Mama,
Hey! They still haven’t sent my property over here. But I figure it will come soon enough. I’m bore – real bored. I’ve cleaned my cell like five times today. I’ve come to the conclusion that it can never feel actually clean. This building was built in 1932 and it is dirty as hell! EW!!!
They have a booklet with all the books you can check out. I’m going to check out a couple whenever I can. I am sooooo bored. My body is craving a cigarette sooo bad! I want to scream. Oh well, I’ll get over it. I hope! :)
They’re not passing out anymore property tonight, which sucks cause I wanted to send out this letter in the morning. Maybe they will do it tomorrow. They took away the batteries so I don’t know how I am supposed to listen. That sucks. Last time they took them away it was for 3 months. I guess like 8 CO’s were injured during the riot with batteries.
I don’t know why my life is plagued with shit like this, but I’ve learned to accept it as a given. The happy with the sad- the good with the bad.
I had and keep having de javous all the time. It is crazy! I’ve dreamt this all before. But I do different things than in my dreams. Like when I first got here, they put me in the shower for like five hours. I slept in the shower in my dream. I slept on the floor in my reality – but my head in my lap in the dream. I don’t want to say about other things I remember because I might just jinx it. In county, I jinxed myself, I think. So, I’m just going to be quiet about it. But it is good. I hope!
I miss you Mama. I wish I was outside. I’m kinda scared about my future. Not really scared, more like worried about it. I want to do good. I hope I have the chance to make you proud of me.
It’s pretty late now, about 10:00 pm. You have to be quiet from 10 to 10. It’s like the golden rule of prison. My sink has been acting up. It just starts shooting water out all fast like someone is pushing on it. It is going to be really annoying when I’m trying to go to sleep. I’m drinking tea right now. I get some tea and coffee sent to me with breakfast in bed. That is one good thing about lock down. At ten in the morning it is loud in here. But right before that it is quiet like a church. You always know when it is 10:00 caused people start yelling at each other all loud. I’m going to make some ear plugs tonight so I can sleep in tomorrow. Hopefully, I’ll get my property tomorrow and I can get this sent out.
We have rec. tomorrow. I wonder how they’re going to do it. They have to take us out one by one out to the cage. We can smudge out there, but I need to buy all of the stuff. I need a feather eagle $10.00, cedar $2.35, red willow $3.20, sage $3.20, sweet grass $3.20 and an abalone shell $10.00 I like to smudge. I can feel my aura being replenished by the smoke. It all smells so good too. When I get out, I want to smudge Jesse’s grave and my daughter Cierra. I want to sing them all the songs that I’ve learned and sit and talk with them. It will happen. I can wait. I pray for them every day. I ask God to watch over all of you. I’m sure he hears me.
I get to take a shower tomorrow. I understand why Chopper gets all happy after a bath now. :) It makes my day not only am I going out to rec. but I get to bathe and get my property. I have good things to look forward to . I miss you….
I’ll finishing writing you tomorrow. I’m going to try and get some sleep. I have a big day ahead of me tomorrow! :) Charlie
[This letter was enclosed with the other two]
Mama,
I’ve gotten all of my property and showed all of my pictures. We went to rec. earlier that was cool. But we just went form a cell to a cage. I got to go outside at least, that’s cool. I got my mirror back and I’m a beast! I need a shave, but we’re not allowed razors in her. I haven’t shaved in 5 days. The Irish in me is coming out. Hair grows a lot thicker on my right side than on my left. I’m going to wait til they get longer and just pull them out. :)
I miss you Mama. I got your postcards from the day – well night that I had left from over there. Those places look beautiful.
People scream at each other day in and day out over here. I want them to shut up – f***ing animals I swear!
I’m going to send this out in the morning. I hope it gets there soon. I haven’t had any mail in a while. So, please send me a reply back soon. I’m going to put in for a radio now so that I’ll get it. This Piasa down here has some batteries I can use. Hopefully I can drown out this noise.
One good thing about not smoking my complexion is a lot clearer. It’s a painful experience though. I wouldn’t recommend it. My white neighbor is a psycho. I don’t think he is all there. He’ll ask me something. Then walk away from where I am and forget he’s talking to me. Strange- he has natural life. I guess too much time or something. I’m going to send everyone a letter today. Well, at least I will write them. I’ll send it out in the morning.
I miss you. I have a picture of you in High school. Mom sent it to me. I have it along with a big picture they sent me of you. That was there favorite one. I like the one where you are getting ready for work. You look more natural, more like yourself.
God, I am having de javous too damn much I’m expecting something to happen. I wonder if it is going to be good or bad? Probably both :)
There are so many roaches in her. I keep killing them. I hope killing roaches isn’t bad karma. If they’re reincarnated people, they were probably shitty any how. And they deserve to get crushed beneath a wad of toilet paper. If I wasn’t meant to kill them, I’m sure God would find a way to stop me, I’m sure. :)
I feel complete right now, just like I am whole. I feel like I am capable of anything. This is a strange place to be feeling that. Both of my ears are pierced. My hair is long. I feel more muscular. I feel a lot stronger. Mind, body and soul than I did a year ago. Maybe that’s what this is all about. Conditioning me for my future. I want to make you proud of me. The way I am proud of you.
Man, I love tea! Brewed not the tea flavored stuff. I mean real brewed tea. Black dude next to me broke out with some ice. So, not only is it tea, but yep, “iced tea”.
I wish I had a picture of me in this dirty ass cell. If I had one, I would look at it when I’m free and remember what not to do. It would help me I think to stay straight when I am free. Like a painful reminder of what could happen.
I promise not to let you down my mama. I will make the world know who I am in a positive manner and in a healthy way. Every day I am getting better and better in every way. I miss you very much. I wish I could get one of those hugs form you. I hope to hear from you soon.
All of my love,
Your son, Charlie
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