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Nathan Summerfield #1446682
I was hesitant the first time I played a sport in prison. For two weeks, I watched inmates play touch football at a competitive level. One day, I noticed they were short a player and were searching for someone.
I walked over. “You guys need another player?”
Their gazes danced up and down my 175 pound frame, obviously doubting my ability to play well.
After I intercepted a pass, they told me to try running back. The QB tucked a hand-off into my stomach and I took off running. For the first time in more than 11 years, I was playing football. The ground felt shaky beneath my feet and I wondered if I could still play this game at all.
For a brief moment, I felt certain I was going to fall flat on my face. Then my stride quickened. Suddenly, my old instincts flooded my body and life rushed through my veins. I felt my opponents closing in on me and I twisted my body in ways it hadn’t moved in a long time. I watched the defenders fly right by as I ran in for the touchdown. I looked back and the QB was smiling, running to slap me a high-five.
The wind gusted at great speed and no shadows existed in the wide-open land, only light. For a second, I could have sworn I was standing in the end zone of Community Stadium, thousands of Ashland fans breaking out in applause. I could have sworn I heard trumpets sounding off a celebration. I could have sworn my family stood in the stands, cheering me on.
Then I looked up and into the distance and saw only a razor-wire fence. There was no crowd, only a group of fellow inmates looking on. My world was far from being normal. My world was far from being okay. But I could still play and I felt wholly alive. The moment wasn’t much, but it was something. I turned back to my new teammates.
And I kept on playing.
I know sometimes life throws us into a storm but we don’t have to wait for the storm to pass we just have to learn to dance in the rain. Somebody asked once how I could be so optimistic and I don’t have all the answers but I’ve always believed you have to look at the glass half full and see the best in people. There are many working parts in our life but being a part of each others is what’s important.
One of my favorite quotes is by Marilyn Monroe and she says “I believe things happen for a reason. People change so you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so you can appreciate them when they’re right. You believe lies so you can eventually learn to trust no one but yourself. And sometimes good things fall apart, so even better things can fall together.”
I’ve lived here basically since I was 18 years old and there are days, almost every day, that I have to wake up, look myself in the mirror and tell myself I’ve got this. If there are people out there who know what it’s like to look for the light at the end of the tunnel, I feel ya.
Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift. A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and you have to just let go. The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never saying a word and walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you ever had. It ’s true that we don’t know what we got until we lose it, but it’s also true that we don’t know what we’ve been missing until it arrives.
There are things you’d love to hear that you may never hear from the whom you would like to hear them from, but don’t be so deaf as to not hear it from the one who says it from their heart. Don’t go for looks, they can deceive. Don’t go for wealth, even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Always put yourself in other's shoes. If you feel that it's hurting you, it probably hurts the person too. The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of what comes their way.
There has been those of whom have written to me through JPay thinking that I have the resources to email them back. However, I have no internet access at the moment, so please be sure to include an address, thank you.
My intentions of meeting new people are the purest. I want new things for my life, including positive friendships and new conversation.
For me, this year is all about self-improvement as well as focusing on positive things that will allow me to become the best me. The most important thing is to use the tools I have been given to stay out once I am released back into society.
Happy new year.
Ernest Gwinn #R-26930
I’m a good man in quest of a friendship with a woman who understands that none of us are perfect. With time, hopefully, we can become more in depth with the afflictions of each other’s lives within the realms of our individualities.
I have the character of integrity, maturity and genuine courtesy. I have an appreciative gratitude for life itself. I’m a real man who is principle-centered, value-based and independent: (I devour books, am an avid jogger and aspiring author of several non-published books.)
Seeking an optimistic, platonic friendship with a kind-hearted, honest, spontaneous woman who has a spirit of adventure, discovery and creativity. Who is also empathetic, thoughtful, courageous, ambitious and resilient. Nevertheless, it would be greatly appreciated if we could look past the stereotypical opinions, thoughts and beliefs of one in my situation and actually get to know each other for who we are and are not. Maybe through this introduction of you and I we can learn more about each other and draw our own conclusions of one another and that will revolve around the anticipation of what you and I can see as we consider the possibilities.
In our haste to judge others, we oftentimes forget we are all in need of grace and mercy. Don’t let silence be your response; hopefully, your response will be the beginning of a journey we can share as we create wonderful memories of places and spaces you and I can trek together. Remember, a stranger could be a good friend we just haven’t met yet. “Don’t we all deserve to smile?”
Thank you for listening,
This Californian – Southern gentleman transplant seeking to evince patterns of chivalrous southern hospitality, regardless of all negative examples of people behaving badly – an evolution in repugnance. Chivalry is not dead, only in a coma from attempting to balance morbid obesity with multiple challenges to sensibilities becoming a foregone conclusion.
The reality is when an ordinary man takes on an evil mastermind with his minions, the ordinary man loses, has his costume taken and sold on the internet…superhero’s do exist.
Seeking persons of a similar mind; equally desirous of judgment-free villainy where hero’s communicate without being one-sided. Take chance and time, an opportunity with a man who lost a decade in the prison system – to my past deeds, you never know what you have until it’s gone.
Eleven years drug-free – detoxed and sober-minded, having grown by learning the laws applicable to contribute in my community and society seeking mercy and compassion as the evil mastermind drug lord and his minions forgot me in the aftermath – apparently clients are expendable too… certainly, an egg frying in a pan is not an effective anti-drug advertisement. The life sentence in the aftermath of my friend's death is a serious anti-drug wake-up call.
In my rebirth, I’m no longer a bad guy, rather a problem solver with many thoughts; relevant ideas about how to make the world a better place – plenty of love, ingenuity, creative screenwriting format, and structure skills. Together we save another person from societies collapse by the drug war.
Anyone seeking a unique experience with other cultures. My goal would be to share love and compassion to a world gone darker. I seek opportunities to speak with citizens regardless of age, race, superheroine status, and power.
This is my first Blog ever! I would really like to meet people from around the world. I don’t want anyone to feel sorry for me. I still have yet to meet anyone. Are people passing judgment on me?. Don’t judge a book by its cover cause you may like the book if you open it, but you’ll never know until you do.
I’m Puerto Rican, but I don’t speak Spanish, I speak English. I was born and raised on Chicago north side. What do you want to know about me? Ask!
I pray every day for mail, that doesn’t come, that’s why I put myself on here, and still nothing!
I want to get to know you that’s reading this. When you write, please no stickers. The prison won’t let it in so write your information on the envelope and on your letter clearly so I can write back. The prison I’m in tears off stickers. Don’t glue anything onto letters or envelopes.
I like fantasy books. I’m used to having female friends. I won’t hit a woman.
I love my family even the ones who seem to forget about me, I won’t forget them ever. I think of them every day.
This is my first time in prison doing time, it’s been hard. If I have people to write to I can stay busy so my time would fly by. I only want friendship! I’ll be at my door during mail call in hopes that I hear from you.
Friendship in my eyes is the foundation to every relationship. A lot of people get into relationships while skipping over the foundations of friendship and wonder why things did not work out.
Without friendship, what type of position would the world be in?
Before I knew any better, I would consider anybody I had a good conversation with my friend. Due to my current situation, my eyes were opened to what friendship really is. Friendship is the act of righteousness and loyalty to each other. Friendship is being there for each other through the good days and the bad. Friendship is leading the other in a prosperous direction. Friendship is wanting the best for your friend like you want the best for yourself.
These are the laws of friendship that I live by and due to my personal experience in life, I haven't come across many people who understand the way I am thinking when it comes to friendship.
If you can relate to how I see friendship, don't hesitate to write me so we can build a friendship.
Greetings to the person whose currently focused on my profile…..It’s a vibe!!
I realize that in the midst of a sea of individuals that’s very diverse though we’re all seeking some of the same objectives (to be known and relieved of loneliness) you chose to conquer your curiosity beyond the boldness of my unclothed truth, to understand the uniqueness of my character through my written expression to determine if you’ll indeed oblige my acquaintance.
Unlike many others, I’m where meaningful begins and meaningless ends….
Without doubt here reflects an Alpha male in all sense of its meaning; strong, courageous, dominant…..Loyal! Emotionally, I’m in tune with the genuinality of my life beater to project sensitivity on many levels and maintain masculinity like “we cried together”. Intellectually, I’m intelligent enough to be insightful, though, I thrive off of being enlightened…… Sense of humor wise, I’m somewhat infectious and it seems to overshadow other characteristics to render me a lively person with a bubbly spirit to enhance others…. I could go forever about myself, yet that’s not what I’m either into or striving for through this splendid opportunity and exceptional process.
Friendship without prejudice is a treasure I desire to gift with my allegiance. I believe that through such enchantment of personal sacrifice and endurance the beauty of life shall flourish. That’s facts! If you share in such sentiment please feel free to get to know me at your earliest convenience.
May you have to search no longer……
It’s my Vibe!
"A Glance At His Journal"
“A Glance At His Journal”
There’s the story of a guy who lost his father at a very young age. Grew up in a household with an addict for a mother, who was also a lesbian. There were no other children just this child and his imagination. This kid was neglected of such vital elements like attention, direction, motivation, and proper love, this child was exposed to so many traumatic situations, that probably left psychological scarring. As time passed this child gets shuffled from school to school, home to home, group home to group home which then led to the streets and jail to jail. So many missed opportunities on life no real family structure, no real friend connection. A loner and a sense. A flash of his life gone. Now he sits, an adult no life accomplishments, a waste of potential he never knew was there, feeling of hopelessness, and of an abandonment. Sometimes this guy feels like giving up, because it’s such an insufferable feeling of abandonment. But he’s too mentally strong to give up on life. He truly desires, even through his mishaps and misfortunes to be successful and live a joyous life. Why is it that some people have to go through despair, depression, and low self-esteem (life) to realize the good in them, or that they are worthy? Is this guy to broken for someone to grow to love? How do you overcome being socially awkward?