Day 015: Dessert is served once a week, and never to the likes of me

September 5, 2008 | Friday

HEY, ANOTHER EARLY morning sit down. It’s very early today. Mail just got picked up so it means that it’s about 5 o’clock in the morning. All is quiet.  Maverick is set to have an all-day visit today because his execution date is only days away. The two full days of visitation hours are allowed for all who get to the point. That would be from 8 a.m. to when the visitation area is closed at 5 p.m. He should be out there today (all day), then Monday (all day), and on Tuesday, only until 12 noon, since that is the day of his execution. At 12 noon, on the day of an execution, all operations are stopped while the condemned man is placed into the van that will take him to the Walls Unit in Huntsville, where the execution chamber is located. The actual Death Row is located in Livingston.

I’m high! Regular commissary has come for everyone. They were able to spend $55 on food, postage and hygiene items.  Joe bought me a few needs and a pint of ice cream. Dessert is served only once a week, and never to the likes of me, who has lost all privileges. I hadn’t had sugar in a while and my body is reacting to it! Got extra postage and soap too. 

Something of note: Maverick has just arrived back from his all-day visit and has been escorted out to the captain’s office. Good God, he got a reprieve! His wife must be elated. His whole family!! They must be relieved. Wow. I really don’t know what to say about it, but it definitely will affect my case positively. My legal issues are sometimes baffling once heard in full.


5 Responses to “Day 015: Dessert is served once a week, and never to the likes of me”

  1. Isabelle Says:

    I’m very happy for Maverick.
    Never lose hope, Rogelio !

  2. Collie Says:

    Dear Rogelio
    Thank you for your letters. I am inspired by your wonderful words. I wish my words could be as good for you. For some reason I want to share with you some of my life since you have generously shared your life with me. You have taught me to think clearly and feel fully in your words. I rode my bicycle to town today. It was a perfect temperature and the sun was shining. As I rode up a hill my leg muscles burned from exertion. A wonderful feeling from my childhood. The birds sang as they effortlessly flew past me.

    I will hope and pray for you daily.
    Your new friend,

  3. corina Says:

    Dear Rogelio,
    I admire your strength. I hope and pray for you every day. Thank you for sharing your story.

  4. Françoise Says:

    Me too, I am so happy for Maverick and his whole family.
    You see: it happens.
    In French we say: “Se tenir les pouces” (“Holding one’s own thumbs” or hoping that everything will go off well).

    Seems that today was a good day. I wish you so many other like this one.
    From now on, when I will eat ice cream, I will think of you. I wonder what can be your favourite flavour?

  5. Kiki Says:

    I’m with Françoise on this….. Don’t eat much ice cream but it suddenly has acquired a tasty flavour! Happy for Maverick and family too…. You know since I have the privilege to read your journal, even the littlest things have become even more meaningful…. So, in a way, you are educating US, the ‘rich and fat ones’…. those who should be able to give YOU and your mates something of substance…..
    Be good, Rogelio 🙂
    Love from

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