This is what I read in the church:
I have had so many letters from you, all from prison. One of them says about the future “I’m going to be a decent person for once, when I get out.” I wish you had made it. It’s so sad to think what you could have been and really wanted to be, in your heart.
You would have been my son-in-law, but my daughter Jayne died, and the drugs took you over. Believe me, we all tried very hard to help. I’m just so sorry that enough help wasn’t there, and what there was you couldn’t take. You were not a strong man, you were very messed up – but you were a loving man, and you made Jayne happy for a while.
I loved you for that. Thank you.
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