Mail From Jail

The big mistake of my life stems from the drug culture that I was caught up in as part of my counterculture lifestyle. We all experimented with drugs, but I took it a bit farther by selling a bit on the side. One thing led to another, and the next thing you know, it became a full-time job. It got out of hand, and the next thing I knew I got busted. It was a horror show for the family, and I ended up being sentenced to sixty-three months at Allenwood Federal Prison Camp in Allenwood, Pennsylvania.
All of the time I was locked up with plenty of time on my hands. I wrote letters chronicling everything. Two real good friends of mine and myself wrote weekly over the four or so years that I was away. Well, it turns out that both of my friends saved all of the letters that I wrote to them and when I got home they each handed me a bag full of my mail from jail. This book is a compilation of my experiences in jail. Some names have been changed to protect the innocent. Enjoy!