The Fear of 13 Page #3
- Year:
- 2015
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They were giving bass,
and it was wonderful.
These voices, yeah?
# I thank you, baby, yeah,
for respecting me, yeah
# I want to thank you, baby
# For telling me
# I want thank you for respecting me
# In a time of worry
troubles... #
GOSPEL-TYPE VOICES CONTINUE
FINGER-CLICKS KEEP BEA Then, out of nowhere...
# Ooh... #
.. we heard this woman's voice.
Dorothy Moore's Misty Blue.
# Ah... #
I thought, I swear to God, somebody
had gotten a radio in on B Block.
# Ah
# Looks like I'd get you... #
No-one really knew who it was that
was singing and then I figured it out.
Butch was six foot four and 240lbs.
He had a big jagged scar that ran
down the side of his face,
like from someone trying to cut his
head open.
I was terrified of this man.
# Oh, honey
# Just the mention of your name... #
To hear him sing in this beautiful
voice...
# Turns the flicker to a flame... #
.. as his way of showing love for someone
who was being taken from him the next morning
made me want someone to care for me
in that place so much
that they would sing, knowing that singing
would have gotten their head beat in.
They shipped Wesley that morning
at 3:
55am.But the next day,
like a few guys were talking outside
like a normal conversation,
and when the guard went by
he didn't tell them that they was going to
beat their brains in, he just simply said,
"Keep that down, the lieutenant
doesn't like it.
They weren't going to torture us
with silence any more.
CELL DOOR OPENS:
BUZZER:
Joe Bullen, my first appellate
attorney, God bless him,
got the attention
of the Pennsylvania Supreme Court.
He didn't like me,
but he filed the appeal nonetheless
and got us the hearing
scheduled for February 20th.
I was excited to go to court,
you know.
were waiting for me.
They come up,
they put the handcuffs on me.
Both men were in their 60s.
Two sweetheart guys who were already
bullshitting about basketball
and football and all this stuff
in Philadelphia.
They're giving me
updates on some things that
I haven't caught up on and people
back down in the county jail
who was going up
to the state prison.
cold it is. It was bitterly cold.
In fact, it was the coldest
day of the year that year.
I'm sitting in the back
and we're driving along.
And we get down there
four-and-a-half hours later.
It's now about 4:30pm, almost
5:
00pm, and nearly pitch dark.We pull in to go to the bathroom.
by like 25 yards.
We get out of the car and we're
hit with that blast of cold.
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