My son's name is Rod. They call him Gata there in prison. He is my baby, though he will soon be thirty. I have two other sons 32 and 34. A big baby six foot one and 190 pounds just a big man. I sure do miss him. He is always funny, always laughing and happy and so loving. Even now no matter where he is, he will pick me up kiss me and tell me he loves me and don't care whose around. I'm sorry you are having to live through the experience of having a loved one in prison. The thing that helps me is knowing my God is in control. My faith, hopes and dreams, knowing he will come home soon. A better man and a free man. Free from satans clutches. Thank you for replying and giving me the chance to reply. may God Bless you and your family. God is in me.
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