Hi daddy ur gona hav a lot of thes from me. It so easy 2 write u lik this. So guess wht. We r goin 2 st.Louis Saturday at 2 or 3 n the mornin. I'm so excited. I get 2 c Braden and everybody. We r bringin malorie, samuel, siara, Papi,and hopefully Braden will b able 2 com if his stupid dad will let him com. If he don't it goin break my heart. I want a nickname like u gav Lauren but not the same 1 :) I LOV u vry much. I will write u mor n a little bit. daughter and friend always and 4evr
Thanks for all your letters recently! It's great to see the progress you're making! Sorry I'm so busy, but I did type up a letter to you and will send it 2nd day mail or something tomorrow. Hopefully you'll get it soon and it'll be well-received! (Did I have to reply? Charlie Charlie)...good times, Maximillian! We have a lot of movies to watch.
When these blogs get posted on the betweenthebars.org website, there's an option for volunteers to transcribe the letters into text. I assume this is largely for individuals with less-than-stellar handwriting, though yours is rather nice. Also, this might make the content of the messages searchable, which would be helpful for friends and relatives looking for particular messages. Just a theory.
Hey I wana tattoo of stars goin up my back to my shoulder. I hav a Sun and moon attached right under my shoulder so will u draw something for me please so I can hav an idea of how 2 do it. I LOV u daddy
Hi daddy. I miss u so much. I'm glad Lauren told me about this. I'm sorry I haven't written lately. It's been a very hard time. I've been goin through a lot of stuff. In and out of the hospital might have surgery on my back. It's like I'm getting paid bake from all the carp I have done in the past. Enough about me how are you. I wana see you so bad. All I wana do is hug you and never let go. You are my daddy best friend always and 4evr. I really do hope ur ok. I no it's hard n ther but always remember ther are people out here that lov u unconditionally. Always me no matter what. I lov u so much david. Lov always friend and daughter, sarah
This one he wrote for his daughter on 2/25/07 Tiny and Precious A child is swallowed by a sick and darkened world, abuse and pain leaving him torn inside, searching for a God that might rescue him from the crushing confusion and pain. Hopes and dreams fading fast, no miracles, shattered faith - can't escape the horrible shame, nor pain inside. Along comes a lady; caring and compassionate, an understanding friend, trying to rescue him from the clutches of an evil world, with an abundance of love he'd never known; from friends to lovers, to husband and wife. Hopes and dreams fading fast; a miracle a lifetime too late - love, alcohol nor drugs; couldn't eliminate the shame nor pain inside. A child is born; tiny and precious, a miracle of life right before me; Hope revived within a lost and tortured soul - looking up at me, with big beautiful blue eyes; A baby girl smiles. Hopes and dreams come alive right before my eyes as I held this little angel, easing both the shame and pain inside. How quickly my little angel has grown, from infant to mother; so precious and dear. My fate was forged, who knows? Maybe, long before I was born, many times I've wanted to escape this clay tomb - yet this little girl has kept me alive inside. Hopes and dreams quickly fading, a life destined to fail beneath all the crushing pain and shame inside. A baby girls unconditional love has given me reason and inspiration to seek and look within for that perennial knowledge that leads us to self-realization, which itself leads to the enlightenment of the Supreme Creator. Hopes and dreams die so quick when one is cast into a cold and heartless prison-cold stone walls have no love; draining all life within. Yet here I sit, alive and well behind these cold stone walls, all because of that beautiful baby girl - that precious miracle of life, G-d's gift in which my faith was renewed. Karmic debts I know must be paid, a balance must be found, I've accepted my destiny and position in life's long winding roads; For this baby girl has given me the desire and courage to see this journey through.
JUST BEAUTIFUL DAVID. I LOVE THE WAY YOU CONVEY YOUR FEELINGS THROUGH YOUR WORDS. YOU ARE AMAZING. Lauren, aka: Zahra
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I think your goals are really admirable and I wish you all the best for your parole.
Elizabeth-Anne
Thanks for all your letters recently! It's great to see the progress you're making! Sorry I'm so busy, but I did type up a letter to you and will send it 2nd day mail or something tomorrow. Hopefully you'll get it soon and it'll be well-received! (Did I have to reply? Charlie Charlie)...good times, Maximillian! We have a lot of movies to watch.
Let me know howzit and all. More to come,
Capt Ron
Tiny and Precious
A child is swallowed by a sick and darkened world,
abuse and pain leaving him torn inside, searching for a God that might rescue him from the crushing confusion and pain.
Hopes and dreams fading fast, no miracles,
shattered faith - can't escape the horrible shame, nor pain inside.
Along comes a lady; caring and compassionate, an understanding friend, trying to rescue him from the clutches of an evil world, with an abundance of love he'd never known; from friends to lovers, to husband and wife.
Hopes and dreams fading fast; a miracle a lifetime too late - love, alcohol nor drugs; couldn't eliminate the shame nor pain inside.
A child is born; tiny and precious, a miracle of life right before me; Hope revived within a lost and tortured soul - looking up at me, with big beautiful blue eyes; A baby girl smiles.
Hopes and dreams come alive right before my eyes as I held this little angel, easing both the shame and pain inside.
How quickly my little angel has grown, from infant to mother; so precious and dear. My fate was forged, who knows? Maybe, long before I was born, many times I've wanted to escape this clay tomb - yet this little girl has kept me alive inside.
Hopes and dreams quickly fading, a life destined to fail beneath all the crushing pain and shame inside.
A baby girls unconditional love has given me reason and inspiration to seek and look within for that perennial knowledge that leads us to self-realization, which itself leads to the enlightenment of the Supreme Creator.
Hopes and dreams die so quick when one is cast into a cold and heartless prison-cold stone walls have no love; draining all life within.
Yet here I sit, alive and well behind these cold stone walls, all because of that beautiful baby girl - that precious miracle of life, G-d's gift in which my faith was renewed.
Karmic debts I know must be paid, a balance must be found, I've accepted my destiny and position in life's long winding roads; For this baby girl has given me the desire and courage to see this journey through.
JUST BEAUTIFUL DAVID. I LOVE THE WAY YOU CONVEY YOUR FEELINGS THROUGH YOUR WORDS. YOU ARE AMAZING. Lauren, aka: Zahra