The Convict – Part 18

By Joshua Ryan

Documents Relating to Convict 353308 Rossetti, Jason Scott

Inmate, Southern Regional Longterm Correctional Facility

 

Document 1

 

DATE:

011319

 

SENDER:

351699 Cleveland

Inmate, SRLCF

 

RECIPIENT:

Mrs. Heather Johnston

1112 Detroit Street

Milestone IN

 

STATUS:

Approved for Transmission

 

***CONVICT TRANSMISSIONS NOT TO EXCEED 400 WORDS***

 

Dear Sis,

I’m sorry I haven’t written to you, its been very busy here. You remember how I said I didnt have a cellmate? Well now I’ve got one. Too bad, eh? Not really. His name is Jason and I like him a lot. He was in college so I guess I’m sort of in over my head, but he’s teaching me a lot of stuff. :-)

Thanks for the birthday gift, which they finaly gave me. You know they only let us have a couple books at a time, so I had to get rid of one of my books before they gave me another one. Big deal, huh? I like that story about the guy that had everything except the one thing he really wanted to have. But listen, the next time you send something I wish youd send me a big book about science, cause Jason is gonna teach me that. (He didn’t say so but he is.) I want to learn about astronnomy so try that. I always liked stars.

Well its Sunday night and I gotta be at the office early tomorrow morning. (Smile) Anyway it’s time for me to sign off for now.

Write soon,

Jacob

Convict #351699

 

Document 2

 

E-mail

 

Peter Tomlinson to Gregory Brown, February 4, 2019, 1:49 p.m.

 

Subject: beefcake

 

Greg,

When I tell you what I’m about to tell you, you will feel really bad about leaving the firm.

You remember Jason Rossetti, the poor boy who vanished so mysteriously from these premises a month or so ago? Sure you do. His picture is on all the milk cartons. Yes, that’s right — the one with the “beautiful eyes.” The one in Cube 49 that you kept trying to get to notice you. I thought you’d probably killed him in despair and buried his body in the Board Room, and that’s why you decided you had to git outta Freer.

Well, about a half hour ago, I went out for a smoke, and while I was sashaying up and down the sidewalk, shaking my ass at that gang of rent-a-cons that always seem to be working out around this place, who do you think I saw? You will never guess, so I will tell you. It was Jason Rossetti! Just a spitting distance away from me, too. But we didn’t have a chance to talk. He had other commitments at the moment. As a matter of fact, he was chained by his leg to the gentlemen on either side of him. That’s right — Jason Rossetti is now breaking his rocks (if any) on the convict chain gang.

I don’t know what the guy did, cause after he left it was like he never existed as far as Dietrich and all the rest of them would say, but whatever it was, it landed him in jail. So here he is, cleaning up the brush around the Freer Building, with a mob of other prison boyz. Same shit-brown uniform. Same dirty black boots. Same sexy set of chains. It was hard for me to recognize our little Jason, under that dusty little prison cap — but it was him, all right. I could pick him out anywhere: ol’ convict 353308. Yup, that’s his number. They’ve got it printed all over him. .Jason was such a priss, it must be really hard for him.

I can’t say he seemed very happy to see me, though, despite my being so sympathetic and all. As a matter of fact, when our eyes met (oh, how romantic) he winced and twisted and hunched himself up in his convict suit and found something very interesting to look at, down by his boots (big black muddy boots — you’d absolutely love them, Gregory). Then the HUNKY young con that was chained behind him gave him a slap on the butt and said something that very unfortunately I couldn’t hear, and Jason looked back at him and nodded, like, “Yes Sir! Right away, Sir!” and returned to his duties, grubbing up weeds and hacking out dirty roots. So little Jasie has to obey the other cons. Which means he’s got one of those really important jobs, the kind that go on 24/7/365.

Well, that’s entertainment!

It was really great to see Jason again, and I hope to see a whole lot more of him.

While I was polishing off my second butt, it started raining. Not wanting to muss my new hairstyle, I ran under the roof of the foyer, but the big butch convicts decided to keep humping along where they were. Jasie looked pretty good with his trousers wet. Not a bad view.

Well, so long — it looks like the storm’s clearing up, and I need to go out for another smoke.

 

 

Document 3

 

DATE:

021719

 

SENDER:

351699 Cleveland

Inmate, SRLCF

 

RECIPIENT:

Mrs. Heather Johnston

1112 Detroit Street

Milestone IN

 

STATUS:

Approved for Transmission

 

***CONVICT TRANSMISSIONS NOT TO EXCEED 400 WORDS***

 

Dear Sis,

I’m sorry I havent written to you in quite a while — its been pretty hard, ridin herd on my cellie every minute. Just kidding. He’s not a whole herd; he’s only one animal. Anyway.

I did read all the way through that book you sent me. Jase said he didnt like the part where they started talking about chemistry — probably because there were things in there that he never heard of in college! That was cool. He helped me with the rest of it however.

Jase is halfway through his 3-mo. quarantine and he can get letters after that. But I don’t think hes very interested in hearing from anybody except your brother. (Meaning me.) And he claimes he hears enuf from that guy as it is.

It’s been pretty cold here. Cold and rainy. They keep us working, though. Which is OK with me, I don’t like sittin on my butt. Jase has some trouble gettin up in the morning. He has too much fun lyin down in the rack, I guess.

It’s funny, our gang is working right near the place where Jase used to work which is this office building down where we were working before. They want us to brush out the place, completely. I guess they’re tired of that “natural” look. Like Jason says, it does get a little tiresome! They keep us all hooked to the chain, since we’re in this office zone and we’re so close to civilized people and all. :-)

Anyway I thought that he (Jase) was gonna freek cause all his freinds from the office were walkin by and watchin him poundin the chain and sweatin his ass off with the shovels and all but he really didn’t. At first he did. But that didn’t last very long. I just told him to stop bein a faggot, and then he felt better.

Its true, he sort of sticks out in the gang, cause he’s not a big, tough, buffed up dude like yours truely here. Not yet. So youve got to hand it to Jason.

I hope you’re able to visit me this summer, tho maybe Frank doesnt want to come. How are Josh and Susie doing in school?

Well, speaking of hittin the rack, Jase has already done it, so I guess it’s time for me.

Love,

Jacob

Convict #351699

 

 

Document 4

 

POST-QUARANTINE REVIEW

 

Date:

040819

 

Convict:

353308 Rossetti

 

Cell Assignment:

A292-Bunk 2

 

Labor Assignment:

Chain gang

 

Convict Rossetti completed his Quarantine with three Infractions:

010719: Failure to Keep Up with Work Gang: 8 hours on the Treadmill

022719: Leaving Food in Chow Hall: Zero Rations — 3 Chows

031119: Creating a Disturbance (shower line, horsing with Convict 351699): Ringed for 8 Hours

Convict is housed with 351699 Cleveland. No disputes reported.

 

Adjustment to Incarceration (check appropriate line):

More than Satisfactory

Satisfactory X

Unsatisfactory

 

Recommendation:

Confirm current cell & labor Assignments

 

Correctional Officer:

Nolan

 

Approved:

Edward F. Morton, Major

 

 

Document 5

 

DATE:

041319

 

SENDER:

353308 Rossetti

Inmate, SRLCF

 

RECIPIENT:

Mr. Joseph Madison

3529 E. North Street

St. James CE

 

STATUS:

Approved for Transmission

 

***CONVICT TRANSMISSION NOT TO EXCEED 400 WORDS***

 

Dear Joey,

Well, I’ve gone through my 3-month Quarantine, so they’re letting me see my letters now. Thanks for sending so many. I liked the Valentine’s card.

What can I say? I see that they told you what happened. It’s not so bad in here. The work is pretty hard, although, when you think about it, it’s a lot easier than the work I was doing before. I guess you won’t know what I mean by that. I’m fitting in here. It’s OK.

Thanks a lot for going to a lawyer to try to get me out. It won’t work. You should stop it. Save the money. But if you want to visit me, that’s fine. Visiting hours are on Saturdays.

I’m sorry that I was so bad for you.

Jason

Convict #353308

 

 

Document 6

 

E-mail: Joseph Mansfield to Mindy Robbens, April 20, 2019, 4:08 p.m.

 

Subject: jason

 

dear mindy,

i’m so depressed i had to write to you right away. can you come over? i gotta see you

i went to the prison to see jason today, which is the first time i cd go caues they dont let you go before 3 months is up. BTW they call it “quarantine,” like he had some disease that he caught from us. anyway, it was 3 mos and i wanted to go as soon as i could.

and it was really really awful

first you drive way out there, through this sort of grusome country side, just trees and fields and so forth, and i almost got stuck one time in that car of jason’s, which i found out its tires are almost bald and no good in the mud which i got into at the bottom of this hill they’ve got, well anyway, then you park in front of this horrible thing with walls that looks like a fuckin castle only theres bars and barb wire everyplace you look it is one mean looking place i mean you definitely feel like going home at that point. anyway you go thru this whole check in thing and they check your id and they tell you to hold up your arms, while this hillbilly guard runs his hands all over you — i know what you’re thinking but it’s not like that, its just another grusome thing.altho i wouldnt doubt that this “officer” gets a kick out of it anyhow

well then they show you into this big long room with a really high ceiling, and there’s this steel cage thing that runs down the middle of the room to separate the prisoners from the visitors and it goes up higher than your head anyway, so why do they need all that space? anyway, what you see is like 50 stools in a row and they’re facing these little windows that go thru the steel wall that they have at the bottom, and the prisoner is on the other side of that. i mean you don’t get to really be WITH the guy you’re visiting, you just sit in front of one of those little windows and you look at him through this big thick glass. also theres a telephone that you have to use.

so they told me, window 31, and i went there and sat for a long time on this hard metal stool, which wasn’t too comfortalbe and while im waiting i can see the prisoners marching by on the other side of the glass, one after the other, all these convicts on their way to their stools or whatever on the other side, which was really weird because they all looked the same in these horrible brown uniforms they have to wear. so i’m expecting the worst already, and then i see theres this guy starting to sit down on the other side of the glass and he’s wearing those same clothes like a janitors uniform or something! you know, brown pants and brown shirt and so forth and he had a cap on and at first i didn’t recognize him. and here’s another thing. his shirt had CONVICT stamped on it in black letters, across his chest, and also his prison number. he actually has to wear his number on his shirt! also his cap! and i saw it on his pants too when he got up to leave. i mean, its like an old movie

so, i wouldn’t have recognized him and i actually got scared and sort of jumped back on the stool but then he took his cap off his head and mindy, they’d shaved all his hair off! and jason had such beautiful hair! but it was him alright

anyhow i was really shocked because he looked like total crap, and i hope youll never know what its like to look at somebody that was your lover and he’s sitting there with a convict number on his chest and his scull completely naked and those horrible brown clothes, i mean you can imagine how i felt, but you really can’t, i know

then we talked, if you can call it that and i can tell you about it if youll please come over, which I hope you do. it seemed really weird to me. you know that jasie gave me all his stuff and everything, so you can see how close he felt to me, but it was like, when i saw him i didnt even know him anymore. he didnt say much, he just said he was sorry about those last few weeks we spent, i didnt even know what he meant by that because i was perfectly happy but that just shows you, doesn’t it

then he said he was getting along pretty well and was putting on a lot of muscle, which let me tell you is definitely true. i mean, i was totally intimidated by all those shoulders and arms and so forth that you saw with his sleeves rolled up and even under his clothes. i mean, he’s getting like the biggest steroid queen i ever saw!! so, i wont deny, i was gettin pretty hot, but i just felt guilty becuase poor jason — it turns out that he has a “cellmate” which means that he actually has to live with some other prisoner, and you know what that can mean.

so right away, i’m all worried, you know, but he says he actually likes this guy. and the guy’s a lot younger so that’s good too, cuz that would mean that he wont push Jasie around or anything. . . he talked quite a bit about this guy jack or jim or something, but i wasn’t paying much attention after he said it was cool about not being beat up or raped or something. the guy’s obviously some hillbilly but hes not a threat

i told him i was gonna try even harder to get a lawyer to file some paper or SOMETHING to get him out or at least get him a new trial. i mean, what he did was wrong but you have to understand all the stress he was under at work and all which i didn’t understand but now i do. i don’t think he’s quite right, either, if you know what i mean, cause he got mad and told me to just drop the whole thing!

i started to argue but then the 30 minutes was up and a guard came along and told him to stand up and come to attention, so he hung up the phone and stood there like a zombie for a couple minutes and then a line of other convicts came and the officer said something and he marched off with them without even being able to say goodbye to me! i was soooooo upset!! i am soooooo depressed please come over i’ll be home all day please!

love

Joey

PS: shit i clicked the spell-cheker off so dont hold any of that against me i just want to sent this please come over

 

 

Document 7

 

DATE:

050319

 

SENDER:

353308 Rossetti

Inmate, SRLCF

 

RECIPIENT:

Mr. Joseph Madison

3529 E. North Street

St. James CE

 

STATUS:

Approved for Transmission

 

***CONVICT TRANSMISSION NOT TO EXCEED 400 WORDS***

 

Dear Joey,

Thanks again for visiting me. I’m sorry you were so upset. I know how it looks. All I can tell you is — we’re living in two different worlds. You don’t understand this one, and I don’t think I understood that one. I’m sorry that it makes you mad. It’s just the truth.

Any time you want to visit me, that’s fine. Only please don’t say those things about my cellie again.

Jason

Convict #353308

 

To be continued …

 

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