Prison Letter Transcriptions

2-14-09

Saturday

7:30 a.m.



Hi mother dear,



I thought I'd start another letter to you this morning. Not really much to say because I just sent you a letter a couple days ago. I'm just bored again. I'll be calling you in about 1 1/2 hrs. They'll be waking everyone up for headcount in 30 minutes. Most everyone will go back to bed after that though except the ones that have to clean. I'm one of them that has to clean today. I'll probably mop then come back in my room and wait until 9:00 so I can call you.



After I get finished talking to you I'll probably come back in my room and spend the day reading the bible. I'm reading the new testament all the way through. There's 632 pages and I'm on page 301. I started reading it a couple days ago and was only reading a little at a time but since I got a write-up for doing laundry I'm sticking back to staying in my room so I don't get in any more situations for write-ups. It's better to play it safe. I might lose a little good time for this write-up but I'll be able to get it back.



I've started another book and named it "THE DEVILS RAIN" but I got a block on page 31 so I started another book and am naming it "Kentucky Prison Jokes (Or Are They?)" As of right now I've thought up 76 jokes I'm going to find someone that can draw cartoon's pictures to go with each joke in the book.



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A couple of guys have read it them here and like it. I guess I'm gonna stop here for now. I'll write more later.



I'm here again just to tell you I just tried to call you but got no answer so I'll try again in a bit. I would have called at 9:00 like I normally do but I cleaned for three other people today because they were too lazy to. It took me an hour and a half to finish but I got it done. One guy gave me a noodle (yippie) I'm sure the other two will give me something when they wake up. I'm gonna do some more reading then I'll write more later.



Hi again. It's 5:00p.m. now and I just tried calling you again and still got no answer. I figured I'll try again at 5:30 and if I still don't get ahold of you I'll call again in the morning.



I haven't been doing much today except reading the bible, sleeping and I cleaned this morning. I'm spending most all of my time in my room alone so I can avoid being around any immaturity. I'm hoping I'll get my letter of acceptance into the class this week and get shipped out of this place so I can start doing more things. Especially my books. I'm anxious to get started typing them up.



I've grown a beard and mustaches. I've been growing it for the last three weeks. I thought about letting it grow the whole time I'm incarserated just to so how long I could get it. I'm gonna try to grow an uncle Clayte mustache too just for the fun of it. I figure there's nobody in here I want to look good for or am try to impress so why not do it for shits and giggles.



I'm gonna stop writing here again. We have headcount in a few minutes so I'll write more later again. Before I forget though is there any chance you've taken pictures of Bud and Sadie for me yet?

Write more later.



I tried calling you a couple more times. I just remembered you said something about 2 free nights at a hotel someplace so, I figure that must be where you're at now. It's 7:30 p.m. right now and normally you'd be home. That's the only place I can think that you are unless you found a man and are being a slut for the night. Ha Ha! I have a bit of an issue picturing that but thought I'd create a smile from you with it.



I'll try calling you again tomorrow. If I don't get you then I'll try again until I do. I'm going to bed in an hour. I'm reading more of the bible until I do.



Well it's Sunday morning at 9:00. I just tried to call you again and got no answer still. I'm assuming that you must be at that hotel you were telling me about. I hope you're having fun. I'm spending my morning reading the bible again and trying to decide if I want to go to recreation time or not. It looks like it's nice out but I just don't want any losers trying to walk around with me or talk to me. I enjoy spending my time alone when I'm out there because it helps to clear my head and keep my sanity. It's not all that bad in here really. It's just a pain in the ass being around so many dumb niggers. Some white niggers as well.



The immaturity level is high but that's another reason I keep to myself alot. I'll be quite busy when I get to where I'm going because of the class I have to take plus I'm gonna take other courses so that I can get more good time. With all of that plus working plus my books I'll remain quite busy so the time will go by quite fast. I guess I'm gonna go outside for rec. I'll write more later then mail this out tomorrow morning.



Sunday 8:30p.m. Hi mother dear I'm not going to write much tonight other than I'm going to bed and I'll write more tomorrow. I just found out that tomorrow's a holiday and there's no mail so It'll give me more time to write another page or so. Goodnight for now.



Hi again. It's Monday 7:30p.m. I just talked to you a while ago. I hated calling you that second time but I wanted to know if you had sent my book out to me and wanted to know about Bud & Sadie and also wanted to have you send me a guitar beginners book.



I figure if I have the chance and time to learn to play the guitar then I want to start from scratch and learn to read the music instead of only being limited to playing some chords like dad did. He was just too lazy to learn to play by reading the music.



Well shit. You may as well just wait to send my book and the guitar book until I get to where I'm going. I'm also going to have you send my Spanish words to me and maybe get me a Spanish one and Spanish two learning book and a book on either karate or Tiachi (<- spelling it's pronounced Tichy with a long "I"). I'd rather have a Tiechi learning book. I'm gonna see what I can find when I get to where I'm going before I have you send me any martial arts books I think.



I'm gonna learn everything I can while I'm in this situation. I don't want this time in my life being wasted like so many people in this situation let happen. So, I'm going to stay as busy as I possibly can for the time I have to be in here.



I figure between typing my books, working, taking the class I have to take and the ones I want to take, learning to play the guitar, learning a martial art, and learning to speak more Spanish I should be able to stay quite busy and the time will go by a lot faster. I'm happy I have a good head start on learning Spanish. It will be a lot easier to learn the rest.



I know you don't like talking about what lead me into being in this situation. I don't like talking about it anymore either. It just frustrates me to have somebody even partially consider what they did being justified when it wasn't. It's simple. They play me on my emotions and that's how they got me to go to the house. They are the ones that had to plant everything in my head. They knew I wasn't able to think straight and could be talked into almost anything short of murder. (a little exageration there.) Basicly somebody made me feel like they gave a shit and I hadn't felt that in a long, long time and that's how they got me to go there. I knew it was wrong the whole time but I just couldn't see passed the way they were making me feel and the guilt trips.



That's why there is NOBODY that will EVER convince me that they were right! There's also NOBODY that's gonna talk me out of doing my book because now I know for a fact people want to know the other side of the story and also NOBODY will talk me out of taking them to court and sueing them for entrapment, criminal conspiracy and criminal solicitation. I'm the one whose name and life has been messed up because of these corrupt, money hungry, sick assholes and I'm the one that's going to fight to get honest justice every way I possibly can! Now that I'm almost at the end of this paper I'll end this letter here even though I feel like writing more, though not about my situation but only to write more to you. Guess I'll have to read more in the bible until the last headcount at 8:30. I love you Lorne



Well shit. I changed my mind I'm gonna write to you some more. I was weighing the amount of papers I have to send to you in this envelope and I have to put 2 stamps on it anyways so I decided to keep writing.



I've already realized that being in prison is all what you make of it. I'd much rather be home and have Bud & Sadie & Daisy and be around the rest of my family but if you do things to better yourself while you're in here it's really not that bad. It makes it worse if you're lazy and just want to lay around and do nothing all day. There are some guards in here that really need an adjustment in their attitudes. There's one that really pissed me off and if I weren't in here and he would have ran his mouth like he did one day I would have knocked him out. If I weren't in here he would never have dared to run his mouth at all. Anyway, I try to keep in mind that these guards are only doing their jobs and they have a family to go home to. But there are some that are corrupt as hell and that make you wish the worst on them.



I still haven't written anymore on my other book that I started called "The Devils Rain". I still have a little block happening but I'm starting to kind of get a couple small ideas about where to go with it next.



I've used alot of paper out of this pad since I bought it a week ago. I'm gonna have to buy some more. I'm also gonna have to buy a couple more pens too. This one's almost out of ink already and I bought this the same time I bought the paper. These pens are cheap. They run out of ink fast.



I'm anxious now to hurry up and get to where I'm gonna be so I can start taking college courses and get a job and do all the other things I want to do. I'm tired of being her and waiting. I guess the next place I'm gonna be will be alot better because there's more to do. Thank God.



Why do you not have more money than what you're telling me you have? I just realized that today after I got off the phone with you that with the money you're supposed to be getting from (redacted) for the house, you working and your voucher for rent, you should be doing good. Plus your Social Security. Not to mention that huge $10 back-child support check you get. Ha! What a joke! Plus (redacted) should be giving you money too for staying with you. I know you have your new car and all but why are you still having to work so much?? I don't like it that you're still working more than 3 days a week! Please, for me, cut it down to 3 days a week??? I'm gonna stop here and put this stuff in the envelope to mail out in the morning.



P.S. find out what Laurie told them people that are taking care of Bud for me please. And don't forget please I love you



Lorne

Ha! I don't have to use 2 stamps

Delusion is off the charts...

That's so fucking weird

This is my favorite part. I'd love to imagine Lorne trying to get through a BA program in anything while he's in prison. I wonder why he never (to my knowledge) said anything more about this one.

How the hell would he get a BA? What would be his major? How would his grades look like?

He wrote like over four hundred fucking pages of chat in one month.  He is as compulsive as one gets; for he writes a shit ton, and has a compulsion to fuck. 

(No date on this one, maybe the first of the ones we have based on context clues?)

Wednesday

10:00 a.m.

Hi mom,
I thought I'd start writing a letter to you while I'm waiting for some dumb ass black guy named Mike to get done taking a shit. He was just in here talking to me about all his problems. I held back telling him that he has all these problems because he's ignorant.

OK, I'm back from my shower now. I was going to write to you last night but I had a really bad headache so I went to sleep at about 8:00. I ended up waking up at around 2:30 or 3:00 this morning though and just laid there thinking the rest of the night and wishing I'd never sold my house and left Maine. Nothing I can do about that now though so the only thing I can do is go forward and get my life straightened back out. I have to get out of this mess first though. I can't believe that my head was so bad off that I put myself in this situation to begin with. At least now I know who in this world I can trust and who I can't trust though.

Let aunt Marg know that I'm thinking about her. I knew it was going to be hard on all of them when uncle Lowell died. I wish I could have been there for his funeral. I have alot of good memories of him though and I'm very thankful for that.

So that Mel knows tell him I'm thinking-

about him too. I don't want him to think that I've forgotten about him just because I'm in this mess and in this hell hole. Hopefully this will all be behind me soon and I can get my life back together. I've only written one childrens story in the last month. I haven't even written in my childrens adventure book that I'm working on because I've had writers block. The childrens story that I wrote is called "Persey and the magic Pot." I might send it with this letter actually. I'm thinking about it. I don't know how I come up with some of these stories. I guess I have a good imagination. I have another childrens story that I wrote last year at home somewhere in my paperwork.


To let you know my lawyer is pretty upset about this whole "To catch a predator" thing. He's read a few of the conversations that people have had with these pretend kids and he said in most all of them the people are going through something in their life that has messed their heads up. Mike, the cop, he was going through a separation with his wife because she cheated on him. Another guy was going through something where he lost his job he had for 21 years.


My lawyer said that one out of every 5 people that they get are actual predetors. Unforunately the rest of us are just going through a messed up time in our lives. When my lawyer asked me what I wanted to do between take a plea or go to trial, I asked him what his opinion was. He said go to trial. If we lose ther we'll appeal it and probably win. So I told him let's take it to trial. I'm hoping and praying that we'll win at trial so I can get out of this place. I'm hoping the Feds don't get ignorant with this thing like the state is. My lawyer told me that I basicly got arrested for going to the house and sitting in a chair.


I don't know if I told you or not but I don't want you and Richard to come down here to see me. It's not worth wasting the money on a planet ticket for 15 minutes visit and also I don't want you on a plane if it isn't necessary. I was grinding my teeth the whole time you were gone to Arizona and was extemely relieved when you got back to Maine. I hate flying.


I just called to go down to the pod to take my Prozac. I was out at the recreation when they came around with it this morning.


My roomate is ignorant. He told me he was 65 years old then he left his arm band on his bed the other day so I looked at it and it said he's only 57 years old. He's constantly preaching to people about god and giving them church pamphlets and all then he turns around and swears and lies. He's the one that married and had 6 kids with his daughter. He doesn't understand why his family doesn't want anything to do with him. He's an idiot. 


Right now this black guy Mike is in here talking to my roomate about his problems again. Unbelievable the amount of stupid people there are in this world. Mike the black guy is not the same Mike that was the cop. Mike the cop that's got the same charge as me, his last name is Patterson and he's a white guy.


I guess I'm gonna stop writing now. It's almost lunch time now. I love you and hopefully I'll be home with you again soon.


By for now

Love
Lorne

P.S. This black guy Mike is irritating. He's constantly saying "you know what I'm sayin'?" at the end of everything he says. He sounds like a moron. 

There was a phone call with Debbie and he out of no where is like ' Mike patterson, hes nawt a caup.' He was in there with J to the R O C? No im sayinnnnnnnn.

Lol, i always wanted to see the bit where he drops the N bomb.

Sunday

8-10-08

7:00p.m.

Hi mom,

Only 8 more days until my final sentencing thank God. I'm so anxious to get out of this ignorant place it's not even funny! I'm on the edge of beating the hell out of a couple guys because I'm so disgusted in there charges it almost makes me puke to look at them even.

I'm going to be calling you tomorrow night, meaning Monday night because I need to make sure you call the Sherriffs department down here and find out about getting my wallet and stuff. I was going to ask you about it yesterday when I called you but you kept hurrying me to get off the phone so I forgot. Not much longer and I won't have to deal with calling you from this shithole.

I thought you should probably know that I'm looking into a lawsuit against Perverted Justice and MSNBC. I already know what you're going to say so you don't need to tell me. You just have to know that they had to talk me into doing what I did and it's all in the conversation from the computer. I believe very strongly that their tactics are wrong and most people may not have a case against it but me and my lawyer Sam Lowe thinks that me trying to do something could be worth the shot. Sam Lowe won't have anything to do-

with the law suit because he doesn't do that type of stuff but he's read the whole conversation between me and the girl and thinks I should look into a lawsuit against them. So I'm going to. I had a bit of a hard time after I got off the phone with Amanda. I thought the whole time that I was talking to Leeann. Amanda sounded exactly like Leeann. It upset me that I missed so many years of their growing up life because of some stupid bitch from the internet. I can't believe I wasted so much of my life because of that piece of shit internet. I'm so mad at myself because of it. There's so many things about myself that I've realized since I've been in here it's amazing. Like instead of babysitting when I was growing up I should have kept playing basketball. I play here and it amazes me how much I've improved in play. just since I've been here. If I would have kept playing in school I would have been awesome.

I let too many of the things that people said to me get in the way of my talents. Like always being told that I was going to be like Roy. I've got so much coordination that it's no wonder my friends from school remained upset with me for not playing. If only I would have seen these things a long time ago.

When I was in Nashville going to the Karake-bar, alot of people told me how they thought I'd make it, alot of people took pictures of me with them in case I did make it and alot of people tried to get me to go to the bar on Broadway to try to sing with the band that played there. I didn't want to do that because I felt it would be rude for me to cut in on their playing time though so I didn't.

I should have gone to Nashville a long time ago. Unfortunately I realize all this now when it's too late. Oh well. Can't cry over it because it will get me no place fast.

Another reason I can't wait to get out of here is because I want to write another book. I can't write right now because I'm going to be leaving soon. I don't have anything in mind yet but I'm trying to not come up with anything until after I'm out of this place because it will just bother me that I can't write it down.

I guess I'm gonna end this here. I have a headache and it's going to get worse if I'm not careful. Tell the girls I love them and I hope they're having a good time. Also tell them I said to tell Darren to forget meeting girls from the internet. It's not worth wasting his time. I love you and I'll talk to you soon. 

Lorne               ==> over

In Lorne's head:

Lorne + prison time = Batman