Get comfy, it’s a long one!

Hi everyone, it’s sundog coming to you from MCC Happy Camp. It’s my last blog and only twelve more days for me. My stay here is coming to an end. So I really just wanted to recall the year I spent in jail at MCC in Windham, ME.

Although it’s not a real “prison” it’s been close enough for me. You would think I would have seen more fights with eight hundred inmates. Surprisingly, fighting is at a low right now. In the past year I haven’t seen one fight. That’s right. I’ve only heard the fights. Probably around half a dozen or so. Some good but mostly just one or two hits a piece. Last summer that was a shank fight. Slice & dice. That was a little messy, lol. All in all, I have grown stronger both in my physical and emotional state of my well being. I’ve grown tolerances to different foods I’ve had to eat. The menu here is deff better than Cuny County has to offer. And there’s commisary. Thank God we still have outside food. It deff didn’t help with my wasteline but I’m still glad. Keeps the betting going and the trade offs. Some normalcy.

We had wooden doors on our four-person bedroom. It’s about 7ft x 8ft room. A desk and two bunk beds. It’s comfortable with only three. Four’s a crowd. The room’s come with lockers for all four people and Big Blue Bags to put clothes in. It works. I’ve had no complaints in this dorm. I’ve only complained about some of the shitty workers that work here. Well, maybe some even shittier roommates. I can say that the cellmates I’ve had here are just disgusting. Most of them put together would maybe make a set of teeth. You know what comes out of your infested mouth when you have all rotted teeth. Yes, bad fucking breath. Holitosis is a problem. I’ve done good. I’ve let it go except one guy. He really needed to know. You know, he was shocked, he had no idea he had ferocious breath. He also had a problem scratching himself all over until he bled.  Just plain gross. I’ve had some really interesting roommates. If you were schizophrenick you were my roommate. It was a mess if you came to MCC you had to be my roomate and share your crazy mind with me. I’ve had twenty eight ignorant cellmates. The only sane one was Mr. Anderson. He is my current roomie and is actually normal. Thank god or the great Spirit for ending  my time here with a descent guy. I’ve got stories coming at my ears about what I’ve gone through in the year I’ve been here. First. Mr. G. Woz. Great guy. Has a drinking and driving problem like me. 2nd roomie was my good friend, “Rage.” Met him in York County. He lifted my Spirits and taught me how to make flowers. He will be one of two good people I keep in contact with. Great guy.

Then we had the horrible experience in Dorm 3 where everyone hated me and made my life miserable. That only lasted for two months. Long enough. I wish bad things to those who went out of their way to make me uncomfortable. RIP Dorm 3. I won’t be back. Dorm 3 actually had the best showers here on the compound. Nice & Private. Next in line was your first Schizo Mr. Wade (I had sex with my daughter in-law) McAlpine. Remember he was the one with eight feet of hair? Blah, talk about gross. Send Schizo was Larry Rollins. He was a complete mess who couldn’t stay out of his own way. Good luck with the lawsuit Larry. I didn’t like you but you have a good case. I’ve had the priveledge of having a belimick kid in my room. Actually taught me to like myself again. I could have been worse. I could have an eating disorder like him. I feel bad for him and the life he has to deal with on a daily basis. Next group of soldiers I had the great pleasure of meeting was A. Walsh, Z. Clark, and G. Lemire. They put me in with a bunch of pillheads. They were posterboard pillheads. No thanks. I didn’t do any. Only two schizo’s in that one. The other one had a tattoo on his face. Although I’m a huge fan of tattoos I don’t think the face is the perfect place. Yuck! Second group after that, was psycho Archie Maloon and bigot Roman Mank. I was in a bad room with even worse roomies. One day I came home from work to find a “Hate Faggots” waiting for me on the desk from the Lonely Loser. Roman Bigot Mank. Had you both left life with Anderson is awesome. What a class act. Something you know nothing about. To Ernie Androse, Joe Tripp and Joel Cashing, you’re a bunch of Skinners and I hope nothing good ever goes your way! Thanks for calling me faggot and to Ernie who wanted to beat my ass because I was clean. Pusshead.

I wish all of my roomates Karma. What comes around, goes around. Be ready for your horrible lives. Xoxo – muah – from yours truly.

Now onto the staff. The MCC fans will not be pleased but I could care less. Obviously I will not be bustling the nice ones. To the bad COs, you just suck!! Only Kitchen COs Dawn, Rob and Sloan and Tom: You Rock. Thank you for everything. Thank you for treating me like a normal friend. MUAH. Also, two thumbs up was Ms. Rose. My fav. You rock girl. Love that strength. Next who gets an honorable mention definitely McCloud and Liibby. You’re good at your jobs too. Good luck. To the best nurse ever Elaine – great good at what you do too! To the best med nurse – LINDA. Thank you for being great at your job as well! I still miss Bevan. To Debbie, you’re cool too. To everyone else, find a different job because you’re useless. Bigots should not be allowed to work here. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Crawl back under the rocks you came from. I deff wish you the most bad luck. Names will not make this list because of retaliations. Just know that there’s a long ass list.

To all the wonderful Authors. I have enjoyed reading your books. Maine squeeze by Catherine Clark. Sharing  Sam by Katherine Applegate. All my love to Ms. Chelsea Handler. Thanks for the laughs. You rock. James Patterson also left his mark in me.. Will Cross ever make time with his family? Will Kyle Craig ever get caught? Every time I read a book I expected it to happen and it’s always been continued. To my all time favorite Stephanie Meyer. I love you and the series. MUAH. A weird read “The Man who Ate the 747” by Ben Sherwood. He really did eat a plane (for love). John Grisham. Can’t go wrong with him. Thank you for making me a real love for books person.

Thank you to the Native American Program. I’ve learned so much. And met a couple cool dudes. Thank you for the sweat lodge and all the visitors. AHO. Special thanks too Sister Maryann, you’re an angel. She chooses to work with inmates every day. Great gal. Great job.

To: Mr. Merrill, thanks for nothing. You made my stay here a litlte worse too. Ba-BYE!

Yes, I have learned my lesson for drinking & driving. Never again. I’m sorry I put you through this mom. I love you and I’ll be home very soon!

A great big yummy THANK YOU to all my penpals who have written me.

XOXOXO

Love you, see you on the outs,

Love,

– Sundog

Raymond Munson
MDOC# 83366

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