Sabine
05-19-2002, 02:59 PM
I saw, that it is not posted and since I think that the new one will come today or tomorrow, here is the last "Uncensored from Texas Death Row":
UNCENSORED FROM TEXAS DEATH ROW 18
By Paul Colella
May 01 - 07, 2002
May 01
7:30 am - T has struck again. He jacked the handcuffs on return from the shower, handcuffed himself to the door and made maintenance cut him out. Stole Soulja's plan.
Today Curtis Moore has a date with the Texas death machine. He is Soulja and T's homeboy, so they go hard for him. I am sure Soulja will protest some time today. The team has some new toys; knee and skin guards like catchers in baseball wear. Soulja said they put them on to use by jamming knees into your thighs and back. These new "toys" are part of the brand new equipment they just bought under the disguise of security. The knee/skin guards, I'm sure are called safety devices but I assure you, they will be utilized for pain.
The team was Brown, Chavis, Blaton, White, Jackson with T Davzat on camera, but all they did was cut T out and move him to a new cell 64.They didn't even replace the screen and Plexiglass yet. He took up about an hour and effectively shut the pod down. They stopped all recreation and showers to get him out. It's 8:53 am and all is still shut down, so that backs them up a bit.
Nanon Williams' protest starts today. I don't know how many are envolved but several is a lot. The majority of D/R done just the opposite. Everyone goes to rec, orders books from library, showers, puts in for medical and essentially causes them to do as much work as possible. The power that be made these weeks spend for Level I 100 Dollars instead of the normal 75 Dollars in icing Level I. To not participate, not knowing that the majority were doing just the opposite (smile). I'll try to find out details of each pods actions and let you know what's up when I do.
May 02
Soulja didn't do anything yesterday because the officers said Curtis Moore got a stay. I hope this is true for Curtis' sake but I wouldn't put it past the officers to have just said it to calm the situation.
We heard this morning that all D Pod laid it down yesterday. No reports from any other pods. I'll update as I find out. The officers that were talking about it were laughing like the idiots. They are not realizing that this is the most unity that's been shown to date and will more than likely lead to more organized forms of protest in the future.
At about 7:48 am a guy came to each cell asking "Do you have any psychological problems?" Don't know about you but I find this hilarious, simply because the guys with problems usually don't think there is a problem. I just asked him "Would I know if I did ?". He, of course, said "Yes, you would feel extreme discomfort." Duh, well I feel it so I must have problems. Help me, I'm drowning in a sea of madness. Idiots! Everyday when I think I've seen it all from TDCJ they do it again. Don't know how but they do.
Okay, I've written to the inspector generals office again about my last grievance against Beard and asked again about filing charges. I think either they are not receiving my correspondence or they are avoiding the issue. Any ideas?
Check this crap out. Officer Peirce, yes the one who was caught on tape assaulting Rick Rhoades, the one who was already on probation STILL works as a TDCJ officer. All they did was transfer him to population. How is that for punishment? Now if the roles had been reversed and Rick had been caught on tape assaulting Peirce, he would face criminal charges. Double standard, but of course its TDCJ. They can kill prisoners and end up with a slap on the wrist. Hypocrites! Beard is working the pod today. They just love to tempt.
May 03
Just got a response from Office of Inspector Generals office from February 21. Complaint when Officer Peirce put his elbow in my groin, then tried to choke me. "No corrective action warranted."
Also received a response about the March 20 incident when Beard assaulted me. "Still under investigation."
Well at least they finally responded. But there's no one above them besides the courts. Any ideas??
May 04
3:30 am - Kind of mundane information. Have you ever been given ham and told it was turkey? Could you tell the difference? Of course you could. Look, smell, taste that sort of thing. Well I choose to be on a pork free diet. This morning at breakfast there was a slice of ham on my tray. "Oh, that's turkey replies." says Sgt. Duff, I tell him he is full of turkey shit. He isn't trying to hear it. Piss on my leg and tell me it's raining. Yes, that's the same thing, isn't it? We're just a bunch of stupid prisoners. I wanted to go to left field on him, but no, no, no, tempers, tempers ...
10:24 pm - Soulja went to recreation this morning. He jacked the yard. Same reasoning: Dissatisfaction with conditions and treatment as always. They gassed him with the 10 % OC. I guess they will use that from now on. It's the same potency as their personal protection cans. About 2 minutes after the second spray they ran in on him. Team was Smith, Jordon, Beard, Jackson, Blanton. Soulja said he caught an elbow to his face but that was all. It's apparent someone has told the teams "No dirty stuff." Either that or they hate Chitown, Rick, me and DW, which is a good possibility. Officer Gasper from second shift was on camera, Sgt. Griffin running the team, some new Lt, a Lt. Reese who took Roach's place. Supposedly he is a real asshole but I'll reserve judgment until I see what's up.
4:50 pm. Seems I didn't have to wait long. The asshole put Soulja on food loaf for jacking the yard, which is not policy at all. They brought him a food loaf at suppertime and he requested to see some rank. So about 1 ½ hours later Sgt. Thompson (a decent fair Sgt.) came. He talked to Soulja "Yes, it's wrong. I'll go check on it." So he leaves and about an hour later the pod officer brings Soulja a tray, says the Sgt. said the paperwork was messed up. The paperwork, their infallible god was messed up. 90 % of the time they abrade the paperwork, no matter what.
May 06
1:07 am - My friend has less than 48 hours to live. Brian Davis, the son, the father and the man, the human being whom Texas will methodically strap down, stick a needle in his arm and pump poison into his body, without any regard to his sons, who will be left weeping, fatherless, without regard to his father, who has stood by him, paid thousands and thousands of dollars to attorneys who missed a deadline at the most crucial step of Brian's' appeals. Those of us here who call Brian friend and brother will also weep. Though our tears will be hidden by concrete and steal. The sanctity of life has no meaning to these barbaric bastards. The sanctity of family, the possibility of innocence, the very real chance that Brian Davis they strap down is not the same one accused of the crime.
Brian Davis, 33 years old, father of 2 young men who have grown up with the shadow of death. Brian is not a monster, he is not a madman, nor a killer and for all of you sadistic son of a bitches out there who support his or other executions, you need to look in the mirror. That's where you see a monster, a madman and a killer. That's where you see one who is unredeemable, who supports a premeditated murder. Justice is vengeance and a thirst for violence. That's what you seek. You, you are the monsters.
5:44 am - Been up all night, haven't had the mental fortitude to do much except contemplate life and death. Spent an hour or so talking to ChiTown, then about an hour ago Rick called out, said he couldn't sleep, his mind racing with thoughts of Brian. Rick got to visit him last night, which Major Lester approved. That shocked all of us. So Rick, Chi and me talked about his visit and life and death. Right in the middle of our conversation we all went silent each dealing with his own memories and emotions. The silence pounded in my ears. None of us really wanting to break it. Finally Rick said something and started the conversation back up. This next 36 hours will be hell.
Have you ever read a book that just touched your soul. Maybe it's the similarities of our situations but I'm in the process of reading the 2nd time in 2 days "Mans search for meaning" by Viktor Frankl. He was a prisoner of war who spent 3 years in the death camps during WW II. This book, these words reached down deeper into my being to the very core of my life force and took hold.
Let me share a few of his words with you. Words that apply to Polunsky death camp. "The camp inmate was frightened of making decisions and of taking any sort of incentive whatsoever. This was the result of a strong feeling that fate was ones master, and that one must not try to influence it in any way, but instead let it take it's own course. In addition there was a great apathy which contributed in no small part of the feelings of the prisoner."
Wow, just like here where people just accept whatever happens. APATHY.
Yes, he also writes "Every day, every hour, offered the opportunity to make a decision. A decision which determined whether you would or would not submit to these powers which threatened to rob you of your very self, your inner freedom. The plaything of circumstance, renouncing, freedom and dignity to become molded into the form of the typical inmate."
We all have the choice!
6:00 pm - We all went out to a visit. It was one of the hardest visits I've had. About 10 minutes into the visit Brian's ex-wife, who he is still close to (they have a son) came to meet me. She talked for a few minutes and then broke down. Her misery and anguish pouring from within as her suffering grew. Her tears tore my heart apart. Then when she walked away, my mom started crying. Then I cried. Though no tears came but my own sadness was overwhelming. We just sat there for a few moments. I got to meet his step mom, his ex mother in law and then Mrs. Williams, the guard working out there, told everyone they had to return to their seats. I got really upset at this. Here is a family trying to grasp any means of comfort, any means of hope or strength. They weren't shouting or screaming, waving guns or passing drugs. Simply saying hello.
I did get to see and speak to Brian as he passed to go to the rest room. The visiting cages have wire mesh on them, just big enough to poke a finger through. So I did and he grabbed it as he went by. So much comfort in that one brief moment of human contact. To feel a touch of one you hold dear and love. I hope this brief moment gave him a bit of comfort also.
May 07
2:30 am - I was so exhausted after the visit yesterday. As my mom left to go wait on my sister who was visiting Chitown, Brian's dad snuck down for a quick hello, eyes filled with pain. Their suffering I cannot imagine. I know how I feel so I can imagine how they do.
I've received a lot of letters from a lot of you. Please don't worry, I will answer. Finances have been bad and these last days I just haven't been in the frame of mind to write. I write this column because I must, not only for you out there but for myself also. So please be patient and when I get stamps and my mind set back, I'll answer all.
7:40 am - How trivial this will be compared to everything else but as I came back from my visit I went to court the 3rd time on the contraband coffee. Here's what transpired. The second time I went yesterday morning. They called Officer Burks. He clearly stated he was shaking down the cell next to mine. He was not in my cell nor did he know where the coffee came from. He clearly stated these two things. Then when I went back after my visit Officer Calvin, who in fact was in my cell and actually found the coffee said she was standing outside my cell while Burks was in my cell. She said he handed her the coffee and she bagged and tagged it. Lying Bxxxh. The reason she lied is because Burks shouldn't have written it up, she should have. She clearly lied and was caught red handed in it. I was still found guilty by that punk ass DHO Captain Boston. He knows she lied and still found me guilty. I'll file a grievance and win it, no doubt but by then my cell restriction (10 days) will be complete. Bullshit. That's what it is.
Mom said there were 18 people out there for the Saturday protest. I could just barley see over that way. She said this next weekend should have a bigger turn out. That's great. The more the better. Also found out yesterday D Pod is standing strong. Still haven't heard from the other pods yet.
10:15 am - BD has less than 7 hours left. In about an hour and 45 minutes they will go to the visiting room, tell him it's time to go. His family will all break down and suffering will fill the visiting room. Other visitors feeling the pain yet thankful its not their friend or loved one being taken away.
11:54 am - 6 minutes till BD will be bound hand and foot, hustled into a van with dark windows and several armed guards for his final ride. I'm going to stand at my window to watch the van drive away. More later.
12:20 pm - I'm not positive but I'm pretty sure I just saw him taken away. A white TDCJ van with a car in front and one in back. I'm so tired of death. I guess that's okay though. As long as I'm never tired of life, I'm grateful I was spared the experience Chitown described. I was sitting way down from BD so I couldn't see his visitors. I don't think I would have been able to restrain myself if I had. Even now the rage boils inside. We receive a note from him earlier and his last words to us are "Do not rage at my death. I know you love me and so does everyone else. You have nothing to prove. Chill out and go back to Level I. If not for me then for your family in case you have to go through this." That sealed our decision. We chill. A brother and friend's dying wish must be kept.
4:51 pm - We just heard through the prison grapevine that BD got a stay. YAHOOO! Hopefully this is one of the times the grapevine is reliable. Sometimes it is not. Another thing is that if it's only a 30 day stay we will all have to go through it all over again. I am emotionally and psychically drained. I cannot even begin to imagine how much more so his family is. All of them and my family spent the evening together in Huntsville and were all going to a vigil at the Walls so I'm sure many tears descended as many, many ascended miracles do happen. I gotta go get some much needed sleep.
10:23 pm - They brought BD back (BIG SMILE). We are so grateful to everyone who fought and prayed for him. Thank you. ESPECIALLY Tina Church for her sheer tenacity, Sabine for her rush to get signatures on petitions. These two women are tireless in their efforts on behalf of individuals in need. Thank you both sooo much. Yahooooo! True to form they put him back down here on F Pod, Level II, 10 cell. I'm sure he don't mind and neither do we. Hell, they could have put him on Level III and we would still rejoice. Smile.
We haven't had a chance to talk to him yet, so we don't know what he got his stay on, but whatever it was we are thankful.
I'm going to go ahead and get this out so everyone will know all that transpired. Never lose hope or give up.
In struggle and solidarity
Paul Colella
PS: Someone sent me books from Cast Rider Books, PO Box 506, Henrietta, NY 14467 I don't know who it was but they were sent back to these people for some reason. Whoever sent them, please check on them. If a book store doesn't provide a phone # and legible return address these people can not verify the package. Real assholes about the rules that messes us over.
Paul Colella
# 999045
Polunsky Unit
3872 FM 350 South
Livingston, Texas 77351
USA
paul@deathrow.at
UNCENSORED FROM TEXAS DEATH ROW 18
By Paul Colella
May 01 - 07, 2002
May 01
7:30 am - T has struck again. He jacked the handcuffs on return from the shower, handcuffed himself to the door and made maintenance cut him out. Stole Soulja's plan.
Today Curtis Moore has a date with the Texas death machine. He is Soulja and T's homeboy, so they go hard for him. I am sure Soulja will protest some time today. The team has some new toys; knee and skin guards like catchers in baseball wear. Soulja said they put them on to use by jamming knees into your thighs and back. These new "toys" are part of the brand new equipment they just bought under the disguise of security. The knee/skin guards, I'm sure are called safety devices but I assure you, they will be utilized for pain.
The team was Brown, Chavis, Blaton, White, Jackson with T Davzat on camera, but all they did was cut T out and move him to a new cell 64.They didn't even replace the screen and Plexiglass yet. He took up about an hour and effectively shut the pod down. They stopped all recreation and showers to get him out. It's 8:53 am and all is still shut down, so that backs them up a bit.
Nanon Williams' protest starts today. I don't know how many are envolved but several is a lot. The majority of D/R done just the opposite. Everyone goes to rec, orders books from library, showers, puts in for medical and essentially causes them to do as much work as possible. The power that be made these weeks spend for Level I 100 Dollars instead of the normal 75 Dollars in icing Level I. To not participate, not knowing that the majority were doing just the opposite (smile). I'll try to find out details of each pods actions and let you know what's up when I do.
May 02
Soulja didn't do anything yesterday because the officers said Curtis Moore got a stay. I hope this is true for Curtis' sake but I wouldn't put it past the officers to have just said it to calm the situation.
We heard this morning that all D Pod laid it down yesterday. No reports from any other pods. I'll update as I find out. The officers that were talking about it were laughing like the idiots. They are not realizing that this is the most unity that's been shown to date and will more than likely lead to more organized forms of protest in the future.
At about 7:48 am a guy came to each cell asking "Do you have any psychological problems?" Don't know about you but I find this hilarious, simply because the guys with problems usually don't think there is a problem. I just asked him "Would I know if I did ?". He, of course, said "Yes, you would feel extreme discomfort." Duh, well I feel it so I must have problems. Help me, I'm drowning in a sea of madness. Idiots! Everyday when I think I've seen it all from TDCJ they do it again. Don't know how but they do.
Okay, I've written to the inspector generals office again about my last grievance against Beard and asked again about filing charges. I think either they are not receiving my correspondence or they are avoiding the issue. Any ideas?
Check this crap out. Officer Peirce, yes the one who was caught on tape assaulting Rick Rhoades, the one who was already on probation STILL works as a TDCJ officer. All they did was transfer him to population. How is that for punishment? Now if the roles had been reversed and Rick had been caught on tape assaulting Peirce, he would face criminal charges. Double standard, but of course its TDCJ. They can kill prisoners and end up with a slap on the wrist. Hypocrites! Beard is working the pod today. They just love to tempt.
May 03
Just got a response from Office of Inspector Generals office from February 21. Complaint when Officer Peirce put his elbow in my groin, then tried to choke me. "No corrective action warranted."
Also received a response about the March 20 incident when Beard assaulted me. "Still under investigation."
Well at least they finally responded. But there's no one above them besides the courts. Any ideas??
May 04
3:30 am - Kind of mundane information. Have you ever been given ham and told it was turkey? Could you tell the difference? Of course you could. Look, smell, taste that sort of thing. Well I choose to be on a pork free diet. This morning at breakfast there was a slice of ham on my tray. "Oh, that's turkey replies." says Sgt. Duff, I tell him he is full of turkey shit. He isn't trying to hear it. Piss on my leg and tell me it's raining. Yes, that's the same thing, isn't it? We're just a bunch of stupid prisoners. I wanted to go to left field on him, but no, no, no, tempers, tempers ...
10:24 pm - Soulja went to recreation this morning. He jacked the yard. Same reasoning: Dissatisfaction with conditions and treatment as always. They gassed him with the 10 % OC. I guess they will use that from now on. It's the same potency as their personal protection cans. About 2 minutes after the second spray they ran in on him. Team was Smith, Jordon, Beard, Jackson, Blanton. Soulja said he caught an elbow to his face but that was all. It's apparent someone has told the teams "No dirty stuff." Either that or they hate Chitown, Rick, me and DW, which is a good possibility. Officer Gasper from second shift was on camera, Sgt. Griffin running the team, some new Lt, a Lt. Reese who took Roach's place. Supposedly he is a real asshole but I'll reserve judgment until I see what's up.
4:50 pm. Seems I didn't have to wait long. The asshole put Soulja on food loaf for jacking the yard, which is not policy at all. They brought him a food loaf at suppertime and he requested to see some rank. So about 1 ½ hours later Sgt. Thompson (a decent fair Sgt.) came. He talked to Soulja "Yes, it's wrong. I'll go check on it." So he leaves and about an hour later the pod officer brings Soulja a tray, says the Sgt. said the paperwork was messed up. The paperwork, their infallible god was messed up. 90 % of the time they abrade the paperwork, no matter what.
May 06
1:07 am - My friend has less than 48 hours to live. Brian Davis, the son, the father and the man, the human being whom Texas will methodically strap down, stick a needle in his arm and pump poison into his body, without any regard to his sons, who will be left weeping, fatherless, without regard to his father, who has stood by him, paid thousands and thousands of dollars to attorneys who missed a deadline at the most crucial step of Brian's' appeals. Those of us here who call Brian friend and brother will also weep. Though our tears will be hidden by concrete and steal. The sanctity of life has no meaning to these barbaric bastards. The sanctity of family, the possibility of innocence, the very real chance that Brian Davis they strap down is not the same one accused of the crime.
Brian Davis, 33 years old, father of 2 young men who have grown up with the shadow of death. Brian is not a monster, he is not a madman, nor a killer and for all of you sadistic son of a bitches out there who support his or other executions, you need to look in the mirror. That's where you see a monster, a madman and a killer. That's where you see one who is unredeemable, who supports a premeditated murder. Justice is vengeance and a thirst for violence. That's what you seek. You, you are the monsters.
5:44 am - Been up all night, haven't had the mental fortitude to do much except contemplate life and death. Spent an hour or so talking to ChiTown, then about an hour ago Rick called out, said he couldn't sleep, his mind racing with thoughts of Brian. Rick got to visit him last night, which Major Lester approved. That shocked all of us. So Rick, Chi and me talked about his visit and life and death. Right in the middle of our conversation we all went silent each dealing with his own memories and emotions. The silence pounded in my ears. None of us really wanting to break it. Finally Rick said something and started the conversation back up. This next 36 hours will be hell.
Have you ever read a book that just touched your soul. Maybe it's the similarities of our situations but I'm in the process of reading the 2nd time in 2 days "Mans search for meaning" by Viktor Frankl. He was a prisoner of war who spent 3 years in the death camps during WW II. This book, these words reached down deeper into my being to the very core of my life force and took hold.
Let me share a few of his words with you. Words that apply to Polunsky death camp. "The camp inmate was frightened of making decisions and of taking any sort of incentive whatsoever. This was the result of a strong feeling that fate was ones master, and that one must not try to influence it in any way, but instead let it take it's own course. In addition there was a great apathy which contributed in no small part of the feelings of the prisoner."
Wow, just like here where people just accept whatever happens. APATHY.
Yes, he also writes "Every day, every hour, offered the opportunity to make a decision. A decision which determined whether you would or would not submit to these powers which threatened to rob you of your very self, your inner freedom. The plaything of circumstance, renouncing, freedom and dignity to become molded into the form of the typical inmate."
We all have the choice!
6:00 pm - We all went out to a visit. It was one of the hardest visits I've had. About 10 minutes into the visit Brian's ex-wife, who he is still close to (they have a son) came to meet me. She talked for a few minutes and then broke down. Her misery and anguish pouring from within as her suffering grew. Her tears tore my heart apart. Then when she walked away, my mom started crying. Then I cried. Though no tears came but my own sadness was overwhelming. We just sat there for a few moments. I got to meet his step mom, his ex mother in law and then Mrs. Williams, the guard working out there, told everyone they had to return to their seats. I got really upset at this. Here is a family trying to grasp any means of comfort, any means of hope or strength. They weren't shouting or screaming, waving guns or passing drugs. Simply saying hello.
I did get to see and speak to Brian as he passed to go to the rest room. The visiting cages have wire mesh on them, just big enough to poke a finger through. So I did and he grabbed it as he went by. So much comfort in that one brief moment of human contact. To feel a touch of one you hold dear and love. I hope this brief moment gave him a bit of comfort also.
May 07
2:30 am - I was so exhausted after the visit yesterday. As my mom left to go wait on my sister who was visiting Chitown, Brian's dad snuck down for a quick hello, eyes filled with pain. Their suffering I cannot imagine. I know how I feel so I can imagine how they do.
I've received a lot of letters from a lot of you. Please don't worry, I will answer. Finances have been bad and these last days I just haven't been in the frame of mind to write. I write this column because I must, not only for you out there but for myself also. So please be patient and when I get stamps and my mind set back, I'll answer all.
7:40 am - How trivial this will be compared to everything else but as I came back from my visit I went to court the 3rd time on the contraband coffee. Here's what transpired. The second time I went yesterday morning. They called Officer Burks. He clearly stated he was shaking down the cell next to mine. He was not in my cell nor did he know where the coffee came from. He clearly stated these two things. Then when I went back after my visit Officer Calvin, who in fact was in my cell and actually found the coffee said she was standing outside my cell while Burks was in my cell. She said he handed her the coffee and she bagged and tagged it. Lying Bxxxh. The reason she lied is because Burks shouldn't have written it up, she should have. She clearly lied and was caught red handed in it. I was still found guilty by that punk ass DHO Captain Boston. He knows she lied and still found me guilty. I'll file a grievance and win it, no doubt but by then my cell restriction (10 days) will be complete. Bullshit. That's what it is.
Mom said there were 18 people out there for the Saturday protest. I could just barley see over that way. She said this next weekend should have a bigger turn out. That's great. The more the better. Also found out yesterday D Pod is standing strong. Still haven't heard from the other pods yet.
10:15 am - BD has less than 7 hours left. In about an hour and 45 minutes they will go to the visiting room, tell him it's time to go. His family will all break down and suffering will fill the visiting room. Other visitors feeling the pain yet thankful its not their friend or loved one being taken away.
11:54 am - 6 minutes till BD will be bound hand and foot, hustled into a van with dark windows and several armed guards for his final ride. I'm going to stand at my window to watch the van drive away. More later.
12:20 pm - I'm not positive but I'm pretty sure I just saw him taken away. A white TDCJ van with a car in front and one in back. I'm so tired of death. I guess that's okay though. As long as I'm never tired of life, I'm grateful I was spared the experience Chitown described. I was sitting way down from BD so I couldn't see his visitors. I don't think I would have been able to restrain myself if I had. Even now the rage boils inside. We receive a note from him earlier and his last words to us are "Do not rage at my death. I know you love me and so does everyone else. You have nothing to prove. Chill out and go back to Level I. If not for me then for your family in case you have to go through this." That sealed our decision. We chill. A brother and friend's dying wish must be kept.
4:51 pm - We just heard through the prison grapevine that BD got a stay. YAHOOO! Hopefully this is one of the times the grapevine is reliable. Sometimes it is not. Another thing is that if it's only a 30 day stay we will all have to go through it all over again. I am emotionally and psychically drained. I cannot even begin to imagine how much more so his family is. All of them and my family spent the evening together in Huntsville and were all going to a vigil at the Walls so I'm sure many tears descended as many, many ascended miracles do happen. I gotta go get some much needed sleep.
10:23 pm - They brought BD back (BIG SMILE). We are so grateful to everyone who fought and prayed for him. Thank you. ESPECIALLY Tina Church for her sheer tenacity, Sabine for her rush to get signatures on petitions. These two women are tireless in their efforts on behalf of individuals in need. Thank you both sooo much. Yahooooo! True to form they put him back down here on F Pod, Level II, 10 cell. I'm sure he don't mind and neither do we. Hell, they could have put him on Level III and we would still rejoice. Smile.
We haven't had a chance to talk to him yet, so we don't know what he got his stay on, but whatever it was we are thankful.
I'm going to go ahead and get this out so everyone will know all that transpired. Never lose hope or give up.
In struggle and solidarity
Paul Colella
PS: Someone sent me books from Cast Rider Books, PO Box 506, Henrietta, NY 14467 I don't know who it was but they were sent back to these people for some reason. Whoever sent them, please check on them. If a book store doesn't provide a phone # and legible return address these people can not verify the package. Real assholes about the rules that messes us over.
Paul Colella
# 999045
Polunsky Unit
3872 FM 350 South
Livingston, Texas 77351
USA
paul@deathrow.at