Meri

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74 appearances 1 recordings 1 series first heard Apr 2025 last heard Apr 2025

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I was looking at that picture of Grandma, and I used to have the same picture. When I was in prison in Miami, they lost all my stuff. I had another picture of me, Aunt Debbie, and Grandma there. when they came to visit me once and some picture of my son and others as well, but now I have none. Thank you for sending what you could and finding out what you could.
Again, he asked, would I please find out his grandma's birth date? And I'm not sure I ever did, so I'm going to follow up on that. Then he said, I also understand that you found some news about my brother.
That's my little brother. I would know that face anywhere, exclamation mark, exclamation mark. And he said he had last seen him when he was about 35, and he must be 52 or 53 now.
May 16, 2023. He thanked me again for sending the obituary, and he said he was looking at it again and rereading it. Thank you so much for the obituary. She was strong, never turned her back on anyone, always trying to help if she could. Sometimes we don't think about stuff that she did for us all, and I feel bad. It took me 34 years to understand what Grandma had been telling me.
I will always remember the good times I had with her. If you find out anything else or get any other pictures, would you please send them? He said, you know, you're really the only person that writes me. Basically, it was just me and Mr. King that were writing him. He says, I also want you to know that I really appreciate everything you have done for me.
I still find myself sometimes looking for help. Sometimes it's good to talk. I hope that you've had a great weekend. Take care, Jeremy Scott.
He said that as a kid, he used to have fun in foster homes, never staying long, always getting himself in trouble. And he said, I think that I might have been in more foster homes than any other kid growing up. Some were good and some were real bad. I just wish none of this had ever happened. I never met my dad, don't even know who he was. I asked my mom, but she would never tell me.
My mom was a kid when I was born. I think she just turned 15 years old then. I was raised by my grandma and grandpa. I live with it. It does hurt, but I learned some time ago that you have no one to blame but yourself, but it still hurt. I never did grow up. Even now, I, at my age, I still feel like a kid. I'm always thinking things like a kid. Maybe there is something wrong with my head.
They always said, even in court, that I had the mind of a nine-year-old. He does say that when he looks back that he can see how stupid he was and he never did things the right way until it was too late.
He did say ever since he was seven or eight years old, he always felt like something was wrong with him in the head and that he always felt like people were putting him down or making fun of him and that it hurts real bad. That's one of the reasons that he doesn't go to any groups or anger management classes. He said he did try those and it didn't work and all it did was get him in more trouble.
So now he just tries to work out his problems in his head. I'm sorry for my dog barking in the background. I have two dogs that don't get along. I had told him about, I was dog sitting one of my cleaning clients, three Rottweilers, and he said he was familiar with them and he liked having dogs when he was a kid. And he put a little smiley face, which he doesn't do very often.
He jumps around a lot. Then he says, oh, I really want to get an education. And education is printed in all caps.
He mentioned the old man who... taught him to read when he was on death row from 89 to 93. And he said, an old man was teaching me, and if school could teach me the way he did, I could have been a new person. I can't remember his full name. I always called him Mr. Jackson. He was good at helping not just me, but others as well. He is a black man, about 65 years of age, maybe 68. And he
didn't care what color your skin was. I never saw him again. I heard he got off death row. Someone told me that he had died, but he says that may not be true because he heard rumors that he himself, Jeremy, had died in 2002. I had ordered him a GED study book and he said, that should really be fun because I suck at everything. I only went to the sixth grade and I never got past it.
Math, I don't know at all. I mean, I can add and that's about all I've ever learned. The next letter, he said that he got the three books I sent, and he said, I don't know that I can do this. It looks really hard, but I'm going to try. He says, remember, I told you that I only went to the sixth grade.
He said, really, I only went to the fourth grade, but they moved him up to the sixth because of his age. I sent him a math book on top of that, and I had... I sent him one that was fourth and fifth grade math, and I felt bad doing it because it looks like a kid's book, and I didn't want him to feel embarrassed.
I don't know what the other prisoners see or if they make fun of him for things like that. You know, when I'm more reflective about what is going on here, about me and Jeremy writing letters, I kind of think, Like, Mary, you're insane because here you are talking to basically a mass murderer and worrying about whether he's gonna feel bad because you sent him a fairly childish kind of book.
So, who knows? Truthfully, I just don't think about it too much. I just... Just write the letters, you know, as if he's any other person in my life, maybe like a brother or something. Anyway, so he says he can't do the math, and I guess he's going to have to just read it real slow and try real hard, and maybe something will come to him.
Mary, you told me that Mr. King is going to mail me the Game of Thrones 3, 4, and 5. Does he know how to order the books from the bookstore? You might have to let him know. The next letter I got was dated May 9th, 2003. And inside on the very front, he had written in big letters that said, Happy Mother's Day, Mary.
He said that the last two or three days it's been raining real hard and it was cool for a while. I was just thinking about summer and when it gets here, it will be really hot. The bad thing is we have to wear our blues all day from 7 a.m. to 4.30 p.m. I just wet my blue shirt and then put it back on and sit under the window and try to stay cool.
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