Welcome to My Hell I wrote this letter Friday, May 23 2006 while serving out my sentence in Corcoran State Prison in California. In the time since I wrote it, I have been transferred to San Quentin State Prison. I’m in a better place now, but my pain and thoughts remain unchanged. On January 8, …
Dinner with Salvador “Isn’t he wonderful?” said George of his latest pet. “Just look at his eyes, they are the eyes of a baby.” George Busby and his family sat at the kitchen table waiting for their legally blind mother, Naomi, to serve dinner. Naomi, George’s wife of 22 years, was born with spastic eye muscles, which caused …
Boy cat “Medic! Medic! Help me, Medic!” The man’s voice screamed from the Bose sound system installed in the makeshift movie room of forward base Zulu in Mosul, Iraq. I don’t know why the other enlisted men were so enthralled by war movies and their crackerbox heroes. It’s all fake warfare staged in some Hollywood …
