We have been able to visit him everyday, which is a privilege. Hope our luck keeps up! He gave me a handful of letters to publish on the blog, he is looking good and hopeful and healthy. We laugh and cry and talk, chat with other prisoners and talk some more. It still looks like a beautiful well kept park, prisoners sit outside all day and wait. and wait. and wait.
today something wonderful happened: i had with me a small ubstick, to plug in a computer. On it was a recortding of CJ playing the trumpet. I knew the prisoners had no access to a computer, but ... who knows?
Today during the visit the new director of the prison came to introduce himself to us, a young man with pleasant manners. on a whim, i asked if he had a computer i could use to show the old man his grand son... and he said YES, OF COURSE! so we all ran upstairs to his office, he explained that it is usually not allowed but Bradley hasn´t seen the children for so long...
so we plugged it in, Bradley cried and we all watched CJ on his trumpet... There was no sound, the computer didn´t have a sound system. But the images were perfect, he saw his bow and cried.
Now we are back at the hotel, sitting by the pool.
same tomorrow, same everyday.
everybody, cross your fingers!
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