[Stamped] 79-17-1 [January 17, 1979]
Hello Tommy,
Give my dad a big hug and tell him it isn’t as bad as he thinks, because my health and everything here is all right. Do you see any prospects of finding a job yet? Have you come in contact with any young girls yet? If you do save me one thirty-eight years old. I know I am forty four and I don’t think there is any hope for a twenty-one year old. I am trying to keep my spirits high every day. Is there any job there for a forty-four years old man. Anything, even a night watchman. You see they watch me here twenty-four hours a day. It must be a good paying job. Please tell me if everybody put the letter in one envelope so that I can get more to read. Contact Billy Creamer and Gertrude Creamer. I’d like to hear a page each from them. I wrote Ruth to check with them to see how they feel but I have not heard from them as yet. They are in Texas. I [would] also like to hear from all my brothers. And if I should get out of here I will see if I can make my life happier than what I had. How is your arm because I heard you went for treatment. Write me and tell me about it. I like to know what the doctor says about your arm if it is going to get back close to normal. Also our best to know what type of job you’re looking for. I heard that Beach Grove Ind. is getting pretty big now. I have been thinking about what I am going to do when I get back. I thought about starting a little Restaurant. I can cook as well as you can cook. Think about this and let me know what you think about the suggestion. I being forty four it is going to be tough finding a job. Because I don’t think my hips would allow me to do heavy work. I like to hear from my brothers, how many kids they have got. Is there a big Shopping Center on Emmerson St.? Is there a Theater still at Beach Grove? There is nine people left here and some of them can leave when they want to, but they are staying till the trial is over. If you get time make some kind of a wreath weld on it from Chuck and Tommy to Becky and Ronald for the graveside. This would have to be something that would not rust. Come up with [your] own idea or let Billy Creamer help you think of something for a marker for the grave. Tell all the Creamer family that I do care for them and that I miss each and every one of them. Because if you don’t know it by now you will truly never, never know. I don’t have to tell you how much I love you over and over.
Truly yours, Dad
I would like to know how much money was collected for the trial.
Written by me as dictated by Prisoner C. Beikman Austin #550.