Between the Bars
2885 Sanford Ave. SW#30428
Grandville, MI 49417

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Jamie,

I didn't see a reply to my last message to you, so maybe the mail officer prevented that one from getting out. All I remember is that I mentioned my daily prayer, that something resembles God's vengeance falls upon the fraction of prison staff that get an almost sexual delight in torturing the prisoners. The mail officer and his cohorts always figure large in my prayers.

I've been busy writing briefs. Very little artwork. I wish I could get someone to buy me a holiday securepack. Its commissary items not usually available to us. If you know anyone in email land that would like to spend on me, the website is: massachusettspackages.com. It has to be soon though (Dec. 31, 2016). The only things I like are #80003316, #80003317, #80002971. The most we get is $75 worth.

My friend in the wheelchair is in the infirmary locked up. They took his wheelchair in retaliation for his lawsuit against them. He can't even get coffee in there or a change of underwear. Very sadistic.

When I was working in the print shop, I once fashioned a strange Christmas card. There was a graveyard on the cover. Inside it said, "We regret to inform you that Santa has passed away and will not be making his appointed rounds. We hope this does not significantly dampen your holiday cheer, now and through the coming year." I did it on an antique foot-powered platen press. The kind where you set the type in a frame called a chase and tighten it all in upside-down-backwards with a key. In addition to pumping with my feet, I had to have quick hands to feed the blanks in and take the printed ones out without getting a squished hand. I was good at it. I used an antique engraving of Bunker Hill cemetery for the cover and put "Merry Christmas" up in the sky of the cover.

The commissioner liked the one I sent him. The superintendent threatened to take away my job if I ever did that again. But it was an empty threat 'cause when I printed the business cards for the director of security (about 3,000), I printed 10 that read, "director of security dogs" instead of "director of security." He found out 'cause I showed them to people. Still kept my job.

Well, be good. Say your prayers. Eat your vegetables.

Your friend,
Jim

James Riva W38533
OCCC
1 Administration Rd.
Bridgewater, MA 02324