Dear Carol,
How are you doing up there in New York? It was great to talk to you on the 4th of July. I am doing ok, I am a plumber now. I work 5 days a week. It has been very hot here, I bet it is hot up there too. How is work going for you? I have been doing some legal work trying to get home sooner. I think about all of you a lot. Your mom and dad, Lisa and Sarah came to visit me on the 11th of July, it was great to see them. Sarah asked me to go on the trip with her and they would bring me back, I told her it did not work that way. We played checkers and Bible Trivia. She had fun. It hurt to see them leave, Sarah kept looking back and waving at me, it broke my heart to see her leave. She colored me four pictures in the kids room but they would only let me keep one. They threw the others away. I was mad and a little upset about it. We got our picture taken at the visit. Sarah told me that she was going to write down everything she did on the trip and send it to me. It would be nice to see you but I know it is hard when you live so far away. I told your mom, go ahead and send in the visiting form and that way you are all ready on the list so all you would have to do is set up a visit when ever you can.

I am on a softball team now. I have lost a lot of weight, I am 177 now, I was 215. I feel better and I don’t get tired as much as I used to. Sarah is getting so big, her hair is getting so long. My mom and dad came and saw me on May14th, it was nice to see them. I have not seen my brother in over a year. I know we don’t talk much but I still care about you, you are my little sister. I am tired of being away from my family. I am doing everything I can in here, my dad is doing what he can out there. I asked the courts for my lawyer’s address but they never write back. That is not right. It seems like they don’t care if I get out or not. I pray to God all the time, I cry out to Him and ask Him for strength and wisdom to help me through this. It is hard on me in here, I know it is hard on your sister and Sarah me not being there. There are only a few people out there that listen to what I have to say and you are one of them and your sister too. I know I am cared about and loved but it seems like no one cares when you only hear from them once or twice a month. Then when you write and tell them how you feel, then they write for awhile, then they stop. You know what I mean. I have been trying to get some of my friends to write, but I guess you see who your real friends are when you get locked up. They don’t know you then. But when you get out they want to be your friend again. But that is not a true friend. They did a order for KFC so I ordered some but it has been awhile so I treated myself. All I do is work, play softball, read, and listen to my radio and watch tv a little bit. So how is the weather up there… etc. and he goes on.