That last sentence: "Amazing, even in prison among harden, abandoned human beings, the advent of death is still a Commanding Performance." That sent chills done my spine, particularly for describing Death as a "Commanding Performance". This is a very moving, well-written piece. I wonder why you decided to write about this, given that the events described seem to take place in 1995. Popped into your head randomly? Sometimes I will see a leaf or an old book, and profound moments from my past will spontaneously appear in my mind's eye. You know what I mean? Anyway, take care, man; we need to keep living for those who have passed away. Can't wait to read your next piece. Best, Calhoun25
Nathan, this is someone you me possibly remember from your past. I grew up on the southside lacrosse with you, it was sad to hear the news about your crime and punishment. I do hope that you have the opportunity in your lifetime to be a free man. We all make mistakes we were young I certainly made my own. I know you might remember Frank Kasson, Jeff Lenser, Shawn Sunday, many of us they grew up on the southside. I guess I ended up here out of morbid curiosity. It's sad to see how prison politics have skewed your world view but that happens. I'm sure I'm not the only person who was shocked when we read the news about the situation that I need you up where you are today. I can imagine living my life for that many years incarcerated as you have. One memory I have of you, well actually two. The first being on the snowy Wisconsin night walking past the juvenile detention center see you to other people bust out the side door during an escape. The other was at Central high school when there was a bomb situation in the toilet stall. I do wish you well and I'm not going to identify myself but I do know you from when you were young we were all grown older, and hopefully one day you'll be able to see the outside. But the outside is not prison and always remember if you do get out you never want to go back.
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Calhoun25