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„My friend Kenny“ by Thaddeus Hamilton
October 3, 2004
People, greetings!
Hello surfers, Well, I have been gone for a while, but I’ve never forgotten you, especially Jane, who is and always will be one of my favorite people. I want to do something different in that the topic I choose is based on a person, I have been acquainted with for the last seven or eight years, who is one of my fellow convicts. This person who is by name Kenny Chard has been diagnosed with a terminal illness that will take his life in not more than three years. I have become well acquainted with him over the years and he’s a good man. Presently he is serving a twenty-five to life sentence for merely taking a person on a tour and happened to make a u-turn on state property, which turned into his present incarceration. As of now this illness has taken total control of his body and his agility to move in a manner that is of the norm is terrible. This man is in his forties, but yet moves like a man of senior qualities and it saddens me to see the waste of life that has become his plight. This man is known for his acuteness of fixing a number of things such as televisions, radios and much other electrical stuff. He’s also a great artist. I have seen this man draw a picture that was so detailed that you would wonder, why he didn’t pursue that type of career. Well, I know a lot of times life doesn’t appear as it really is and things happen. I’ll not judge this man, because I only know him as a good guy and that’s where I’ll leave it. Just the other day after a day at work I chose to take my aggression out on working out religiously on the pull-up bars and dip bars. Now Kenny is maybe a few years older than I and I am forty-three, but what I look like defies my age and I am very thankful for that. I pride myself on trying to stay as healthy as possible, especially while being incarcerated, because I feel, if we as convicts don’t take it upon ourselves to ensure longevity than we are losing the will to fight. Anyway, while I was working out, I see Kenny walking towards the building, he’s presently housed in, but before he made it there, I stopped my work-out to walk with him, which was very, very slowly and I just chatted with him for a couple of minutes. I asked him, did he need anything and he stated that his mother was going to take care of that plus come and visit him. The way he looks, I wish this on no one, because it is nothing pretty. This illness was probably the result of a prior life-style that has now shown up in a terrible way. This is something I reflect on a regular basis, because life is so good, even though I’m presently in the position I’m in, I have to believe that one day my innocence will be revealed, but until then I must stay vigilant in my practices to stay healthy in mind, body and spirit. I wish I could say the same for my friend Kenny, but I will stay his friend until the good Lord takes him. I only hope he is right with his God and then with himself. For those of you who may have a loved one incarcerated or might know someone from your childhood days, please visit them or write, because you may never see that person again. It is truly easy to get caught up in our own little worlds and forget about those who are less fortunate. As Kenny’s days are numbered I hope those who know of similar situations take the time to reflect and to pay a little homage to those who are truly downtrodden. Remember anyone can be subject to being incarcerated with a serious illness.
People, when you can show love, it doesn’t cost you anything, but it can gain the blessings that one seeks. I know this is an educated audience that surfs the web, so, if you can find it in your heart, please take heed to those who are without, write a letter to someone you may know, who is in prison. Sometimes a compassionate or kind word means a lot to a convict. People; again thank you for your time and patience. Again, show your compassion! Love ya.
Sincerely, Thaddeus Hamilton # C-94517 4T-113 5150 O’Byrnes Ferry Road Jamestown, CA 95327
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