I often think about you and the fun we had growing up. I wish you well. I don't understand where the hate and things came from. I just wish you well...
I had my daughter's voice, not her face; the battery was charged low.Soon friends come to visit them; later other good friends with 2 small children come to see her as well.Hopefully I can see them in October.I met two new friends lately. I came out of a movie theater, and saw the life and dead of Michelangelo!Il divino!And on the tram I asked my neighbor if she had also seen the film? She hadn't,she came from her work and we had a nice chat.It was extremely hot (we had a hot wave!)here and we drank something as we had the same stop. I told her the story of George. Of course she was impressed. :(Her husband, Bert is a poet. Both are Dutch, who live with pleasure in Antwerp(en).She doesn't like to be in crowds, but she thought it was fun to meet each other another time.Last Sunday there was a movie about Martin Luther King in Ciné Pistolé (= a small bread); means you've a film and a breakfast together.Only for €5 or €4, if you register in time.She came to see the film. Afterwards she invited me to her apartment to have a lunch.We have both a white skin and wear sun hats.:)Her hubby has a big moustache.(a very French word). He has a blog with black/white photography, is in a Flemish Literature group, writes poetry and much more!He is a houseman (means he cooks,cleans, irons, etc, and she has her job, in a home for elderly people.He made the lunch.Served tea and nuts and they insisted I even took dinner! Bert even gave me a poem book!I was so touched by their hospitality!At he train station I met Marcus;he had been to a festival called graspop.I helped him with his ticket. He was a Swede.And I happen to study Swedish!We sat together in the train for a while. he gave me his email. I was welcome in Sweden, if I ever traveled there!In the Amtrak train towards Chicago, I met Aromi, a young Indian woman. She is a civil engineer and studied in the States.Now she lives in Mumbai; I ever was there.We stay in touch. Robert, I can think it isn't easy for you to coop with a cellmate.I hope you get another job. Do you have another address for me to send money in the future?Too bad this happened with your brother... :(
I enjoyed your new blog!It's really cool. You look good in it with that dog. ;)) Do you hear from your daughter? Stay well, strong and energetic. Keep your faith in people. But also be careful at the same time. A kind hug from Rita! xxx
Yesterday it was George's birthday; he turned 68 now. In his honour I turned good music. Since music is his passion!Also I sent a nice card and made a lovely drawing inside! :)You know I am a painter, do you? I took long ago 7yrs of painting and drawing in an Art Academy. I really hope they were off lock down.I recall from the past this place is so violent! Win, my English friend from the UK, and my age, could never visit her husband Les, when he was stationed there.It's so distant from everything and she hadn't a car. I'm lucky John, his dad's driver, could pick me up in Carbondale and bring me to Chester. But now John has health problems.:( Would he be able to drive me in October!?:o John suffers from a problem in his lower back, but now I heard his hands were numb. Not good! I am so sorry to hear the sad news of your brothers and your parents, Robert.:(( Also another pen pal Henry lost his grand daughter... he never saw.:( At least the new found son could tell him this. He grieves so very much!.I've just sent 20 dollars to your brother; and it was meant for you. What will now happen with the money!? Would he be so nice to send it back to me?We'll see. You were befriended with him... what happened? In a while Leslie will skype to me; so, I have to go now. Talk to you later!
The "Fleece" is everything that is wrong with the prison system. An asshole who steals the taxpayer dollars and has a hair across his ass because he has to do a days work. Muise is right about his "CON HATING" BEING SELF-HATRED.
My Internet-accwaa has bewn LIMUTED TO: 1, my phone,,& 2, my crappy Nook Tablet. So, 4 diff. rwasons, I CANNOT type. nor Edit, in my usually PERFECT manner :(
My Internet-accwaa has bewn LIMUTED TI: 1, mt phinw, 2, mt crappy Nook Tablwt. So, 4 diff. rwasons, U CANNOT type. nor Edit, in my usually PERFECT manner :(
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Robert, I can think it isn't easy for you to coop with a cellmate.I hope you get another job.
Do you have another address for me to send money in the future?Too bad this happened with your brother... :(
I enjoyed your new blog!It's really cool. You look good in it with that dog. ;)) Do you hear from your daughter?
Stay well, strong and energetic. Keep your faith in people. But also be careful at the same time. A kind hug from Rita! xxx
Yesterday it was George's birthday; he turned 68 now. In his honour I turned good music. Since music is his passion!Also I sent a nice card and made a lovely drawing inside! :)You know I am a painter, do you? I took long ago 7yrs of painting and drawing in an Art Academy. I really hope they were off lock down.I recall from the past this place is so violent! Win, my English friend from the UK, and my age, could never visit her husband Les, when he was stationed there.It's so distant from everything and she hadn't a car. I'm lucky John, his dad's driver, could pick me up in Carbondale and bring me to Chester. But now John has health problems.:( Would he be able to drive me in October!?:o
John suffers from a problem in his lower back, but now I heard his hands were numb. Not good!
I am so sorry to hear the sad news of your brothers and your parents, Robert.:(( Also another pen pal Henry lost his grand daughter... he never saw.:( At least the new found son could tell him this. He grieves so very much!.I've just sent 20 dollars to your brother; and it was meant for you. What will now happen with the money!? Would he be so nice to send it back to me?We'll see. You were befriended with him... what happened?
In a while Leslie will skype to me; so, I have to go now. Talk to you later!
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Keep writing the truth Mr. Muise.
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