9/7/2021
Personal Words
I have been moved to the hospital at Stockton. I've been feeling worst. I've been out to the hospital (outside hospital) 4 times over the last months - they decided it was time I came here for a higher level of care. I don't have any of my property yet. I did get some comments from my love so I have the address. I'm going to try to get back to writing more - not going to do much of anything until I get the property. I don't even have a stamp or a sheet of writing paper. Anyway, my breathing is coming hard and I'm still losing a lot of weight, down to 145 pounds. I've got so many things wrong with me I don't know where to start.
Love Letter Note - I'm lost :) <3
I read your notes they sound like poetry. I think about you everyday - I know you love me and I try to keep you up on how I'm doing. I don't want you to worry about me. I know because there are time I find myself worrying about you. At least I'm where I think I need to be; let's see how things work out. There will be a time when you will find my arms wrapped around you once again holding onto one another watching the moon and stars. I feel the kisses you send me on the cool summer breeze - my beautiful butterfly. I hope your barsite's [?] is feeling better. The steroid short lived mine. I'll try to write some more next week.
Poem
You & I
on a summers
ride
somewhere between
here & heaven
laying on a blanket
you're blowing me
kisses
on the evening
breeze
sending me your love
with the butterfly kisses
that come from your dreams.
-Steve Burkett 9/6/2021
I is only your love that
I hang on to... everything
else just moves away.
I'll call you tomorrow
maybe :)
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Replies (3)
I’m writing here, knowing you’ll never receive it - this morning you went home to our Lord. No more pain, no more suffering - no more bars. You’re free again - and I know you’re waiting for me. Tonight I know you’ll be here with me - finally - and we’ll never be apart again.
Teddy sent me a message - thanking me for ‘loving his brother’. Funny - there was never a choice, was there? 60 years this summer - and no matter what, we always shared that love. If only we’d been wiser - more able to understand the paths we should have taken.
We are indeed the products of our environments - and, as such, we had many hardships to work through. I am only thankful that we found one another again - and, that even though we were physically apart, we had our love to sustain us.
I talked to Cella - she thought she’d have a chance to see you once you were moved to Vacaville - it just wasn’t meant to be. I reminded her that at least she’d made her peace with you - and that you knew she loved you. I also talked to Mel and to Theresa - give comfort to Theresa, please…
I love you - now and forever…always and all ways….
To the transcribers - there’s no need to print nor send this letter - there’s no postal service where he is now. Thank you for all the messages you’ve passed back and forth over the years