The mail from Robert has piled up a bit. And I feel really bad about that. I’m sorry. I’ll try to be better in the future.
So, first of two letters:
Dear Electronic Friends:
Thank you all so very much for your letters and emails of support. I am answering each of you individually (I have the time, oddly) except–
If you send me a JPay message and don’t incolude a postal address, I have no way of responding to you. I receive JPay messages, I cannot send them. I should have made this clear; my bad. (We criminals are notoriously bad at judging the consequences of our actions).
Ergo, for the several people who have written me and to whom I woudl joyfully give the courtesy fo a reply – please write again and include a mailing address. I WILL respond!
Best wishes, Robert
(Information about using JPay can be found in Robert’s previous missive.)
And another letter followed:
Dear Barry -
Another spectacularly gorgeous day here. A long-time inmate once told me ” the sun shines only in 4-Mile” – meaning that this is the nicest facility in the local DOC complex, which is true – but in fact we do get a lot of actual sunshine. You Oregonians probably have heard of sunshine – it’s the stuff coming off of the Yellow Sky Demon who bedevils you fog eaters.
Your friends are starting to piss me off. They keep sending me incredibly generous gifts of money and then providing me with no way to personally thank them. That is unbelievably graveling to me, as it puts me in the position of owing gratitude and not being able to discharge the debt.
Well, screw them. I’m going to thank them publicly, with your connivance of course. Could you please post this for me? (If you say no, I’ll break out of prison, come to Oregon, and smack you. I know where you live, you know.) Edit/redact names as feel moved.
“Dear Ronald Fox, SimpleTruth, Elusis, and Mythago –
I want to thank you effusively for your help in the financial arena over the last month. Your assistance has given me a huge psychological boost – someone cares! – and has permitted me to, among other thins, get adequate personal hygiene supplies, correspond regularly and stresslessly (I say it’s a word) with friends and family, order thermal underwear for the imminent Colorado winter, get gloves and walking shoes so that I can exercise out-of-doors, and get a document motorized to facilitate my transition out of prison.
It’s also allowed me to do something that I had put out of my mind as simply being impractical. My daughter’s 12th birthday is October 23. I had planned to send her an apologetic letter with a promise of an actual gift at some future date; a hollow-sounding promise from a father who has let her down, and badly.
Instead I am sending her a birthday card and some money for her to elect a present.
I don’t know if I can express how much it means to me that I can do that. Ronald, with your gift you expressed a wish that it would make things easier for me. Being able to get my kid a birthday present does a lot more than just make things easier. Your kindnesses remind me that people can be good.
If any of you ever need a kidney, you let me know. That’s how much easier you’ve made it. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you a million times.
(And Simple Truth, I’d be delighted to answer your letter – which made my whole day – if I knew where to write. Amp rpobably grows slightly weary of being my amanuensis.)
Best wishes to the entire Alas! community,