Prison Pete
Sunday, August 22, 2004
I have read four books in just eight days.
The autobiography of Richard Feynman, Surely You’re Joking Mr. Feynman! turns out to be very interesting in terms of his boredom with school due to his high IQ!
Another book I got through the outside library, and I would strongly suggest you look at, is Thinking like Leonardo DaVinci. It talks specifically about recognizing the learning styles of one’s children and contains lots of activities to strengthen both children’s and adult’s thinking processes.
So, off I go to finish one of the last W.E.B. Griffin books you sent, The Murderers. Your generous donations to the cause brought joy here in Mudville, and I miss the book shipments.
The line of inmates knocking at my door for books to read is longer than ever. Just this evening, one of the inmates here returned the set of Ian Fleming James Bond books to me, and tomorrow I will hand it off to another inmate to enjoy. Thank you for all your efforts.
I thought you were going to send some pre-wrapped books and see what happened, but I guess you meant you would wait for me to get the "official" word. Well, I have sent the written question to the proper staff, but I have received no answer in two weeks so it’s time to resend.
Of course, the request has to pass through the mailroom on its way to the proper desk, so maybe it never even made it there! I will try again and again.
The random-act-of-kindness killers are a bitch to fight! I was in a funk, and now I am trying to get back among the "hopeful".
I am going to hunt down the warden and share your letter with him. As I mentioned, I did send a "cop out" to the mailroom supervisor. But I am willing to bet that it got misfiled, and if we could find it, we would find the same fingerprints and/or trace DNA on it as on the book package you received.
It shows you how petty the mailroom can be. They handle mail for 2,000 inmates, and yet they are able to single out one guy for questioning their operation.
As a side note, that is why I have discovered personally how much my mental health improves by bypassing as much of the staff and operations as I can. For example, why do I eat mackerel and rice five to seven days a week for lunch and PB&J for dinner? So that I am not forced to see otherwise-palatable food ingredients be destroyed by basic stupidity and a total lack of an iota of caring.
Well, I am off to solve the book problem in the next forty eight hours or so and will advise you of the response I get.
If you notice a different return address in the next letter, you know I did not make out too well HA, HA.
Another book I got through the outside library, and I would strongly suggest you look at, is Thinking like Leonardo DaVinci. It talks specifically about recognizing the learning styles of one’s children and contains lots of activities to strengthen both children’s and adult’s thinking processes.
So, off I go to finish one of the last W.E.B. Griffin books you sent, The Murderers. Your generous donations to the cause brought joy here in Mudville, and I miss the book shipments.
The line of inmates knocking at my door for books to read is longer than ever. Just this evening, one of the inmates here returned the set of Ian Fleming James Bond books to me, and tomorrow I will hand it off to another inmate to enjoy. Thank you for all your efforts.
I thought you were going to send some pre-wrapped books and see what happened, but I guess you meant you would wait for me to get the "official" word. Well, I have sent the written question to the proper staff, but I have received no answer in two weeks so it’s time to resend.
Of course, the request has to pass through the mailroom on its way to the proper desk, so maybe it never even made it there! I will try again and again.
The random-act-of-kindness killers are a bitch to fight! I was in a funk, and now I am trying to get back among the "hopeful".
I am going to hunt down the warden and share your letter with him. As I mentioned, I did send a "cop out" to the mailroom supervisor. But I am willing to bet that it got misfiled, and if we could find it, we would find the same fingerprints and/or trace DNA on it as on the book package you received.
It shows you how petty the mailroom can be. They handle mail for 2,000 inmates, and yet they are able to single out one guy for questioning their operation.
As a side note, that is why I have discovered personally how much my mental health improves by bypassing as much of the staff and operations as I can. For example, why do I eat mackerel and rice five to seven days a week for lunch and PB&J for dinner? So that I am not forced to see otherwise-palatable food ingredients be destroyed by basic stupidity and a total lack of an iota of caring.
Well, I am off to solve the book problem in the next forty eight hours or so and will advise you of the response I get.
If you notice a different return address in the next letter, you know I did not make out too well HA, HA.
Comments:
Here's a total non-sequitor; with all the time you've had to think, have you come up with any new ideas as to how the universe works, as to how matters of "the unknown" might operate?
I was just wondering if you read anything else? Like what are your favorite books and such? And if I wanted to send a book how would I go about doing that?
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