Showing posts with label Dollar Date. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dollar Date. Show all posts
Sunday, May 26, 2013
September 1976 (Letters from Ken)
Darn man, it was really beautiful to get your letter. Like yourself, I hardly know where to begin, to be specific, general or in between! But first I just want to emphasize how happy I was to hear from you!
I guess what would seem most obvious of importance from my perspective is what time of day it is. What I'm referring to sis my potential "get out". The 19th of this month I will have been down 24 months. It has been a long time but most fulfilling. I have 16 months or less to go. Not bad and I still have a lot left to do within these hallowed walls of myself and the joint. Like you I have been widening my horizons in much the same direction and yet in much of a different direction. Your truth-seeking seems to cover the intellectual ground and self awareness spectrum. Other than studying transactional analysis, chess, & bridge, those have been the limits of my intellectual development. However, I have become top-rate in all three of the aforementioned fields.
The remainder of my development has been toward God, Christ, self, Bible prophecy, cosmic awareness, use of power, etc. all leading toward spiritual enlightenment and freedom & peace. You might find this strange, but even in prison, I look forward to each day and find so much happiness. Of course, the big drawback is not having a woman physically, but perhaps some darkness is necessary to give contrast to the light. I thank God every day & night for bringing the great truths that he has in my darkness through life. I could go on & on with what I've learned and I'm sure you can too. I hope we can do this in future letters. I know we can. You & I don't have to play the game "I know more than you do". In other words, it won't be an ego or vanity race, but rather a constructive exchange of truths & knowledge. How's that sound to you old' buddy?
You know, I can't help but tell you that my writing to you was the result of a spiritual urge and therefore, there being a reason for everything, it must really be important.
Before I forget, I have a super favor to ask of you that will fall right in your alley. The Romans gave the first & original pope a certain title which translated mean "vice christ". The title is three words long. The first word is vicar or vicer or something like that. Being the researcher that you are, could you find out what the title was. I know that all 3 words are spelled with Roman numerals. It is very, very important to me. I have exhausted my resources which are of course limited. You will keep running into "vicar of Christ" in your research but it is the original roman title that I need. The significance is great. I really hate to be a prick, but please make it a hurry-up issue as there are a couple of dozen of us that will be waiting for your reply on this matter. When you do find the title, add up the roman numerals -- you will be amazed. After that I can fill you in on the rest of what goes with it.
Say, do you know you live in the state I was born? Yep. I was born in Boston at 4:21 am Feb 12. That makes me 31 tomorrow! I didn't realize it till just now. Well my writing is starting to get scribbly, so will break for a while and go to show.
Back for a while. What dictionary publisher do you work for? Actually it sounds like a decent gig what with you having time for personal projects. I don't mind telling you, I'm in about the same position. I have the best job in the joint and only work an average of 10 minutes a day whereas everyone else work about 7 1/2 -8 hours. Personal projects do seem so rewarding. Right now my mind is racing so fast I'm having a hard time keeping up with my pen. When you do see your break-away point, what will it be? I'm not quite sure what you want in life. In fact, I only recently figured out what I want in life in a total sense.
Five to six miles each morning is really super. I envy you. Actually all I've been able to do is keep my weight down. Decided to wait until the last 7 or 8 months to take care of my physical development, but it is all part of my agenda plan. I even have my schedule laid out to fix my physique -- cutting out again for a while. Someone just called me to Colombia, so I'll be in nice head shape when I return. --later. Hi -- back again. Thought I was going to Colombia but found myself in the poorest section of Mexico. Bums me out.
Say, when you run, do you fill your moth with water? It's an old Indian trick and it works fantastic. Makes you break thru your nose hence expanding your lungs more. Also keeps your saliva glands cool. Try it -- you'll like it. Kool-aid works good or something with flavor. You'll have to tell me more about your experience with yoga. Don't hesitate to be specific. I don't' think I could ever get into cause I've always got a sprained something or other. Like even now, I'm wearing an ace bandage on my right foot. I played on the all-store team (softball -- 2nd base) this last summer. On the last out of the season, I threw my arm out, going home with the ball for the force play. We won as the throw was hard enough for a double play. This summer I will be a player coach. If I do say so myself, I play softball real good.
In re: your original work in American History, are you attempting to write a textbook? You will find in your research that John & Mary Walley came over on the trip to Plymouth Rock and their names show up often in Seward's Diary. A good place to further your research is the "Boston Genealogical Center" Say, also you'll find my great-great-great grandfather's name on the plaque of the crew of hte ship "Constitution". His name was the same as my younger brother -- Harold George Walley. Up until my goddamned Yugoslavian mother, the Walleys were thoroughbred. I'm now just a half-breed.
So -- were you trying to tell me that you don't get high on herb anymore? It's not bad. I went into the natural high for a while too. Ten days on water, fruit (not canned) and vegetables (not canned) and you're off. My tendencies to be carnivorous, though, brought me back to the chasm of sin. The human body isn't even made to digest meat.
In telegram style, let me lay out some news.
Divorce from Denise last year -- Dollar Date Dead -- no pictures of Wendy since 1 yr. old -- lost most "friends" -- doing only God's work now -- 3 stomach operations -- plan to release to Calif (Oakland) -- in process of checking this out -- cut off all ties with all but selected "few". So look here, I'll get back to ya tomorrow morning. Tonight, a group of us Christian brothers sit around and rap. I'm afraid I do most of the rapping. Till the morning. Gonna get this in the mailbox right now and continue later.
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Sunday, May 5, 2013
July 18, 1976 (Letter from Denise)
Hi! I know you know that Kenny's in prison cause I guess he told you. I guess you have his address so when you want to write to him you can.
I know Kenny just wrote you a short note, so I write you a longer letter and tell you what's happening with Wendy and me and Dollar Date.
First of all, D. D. is coming along fine now, but not like it was in the beginning. We're only making about 100 a month instead of 7 or 800. Now I've decided to give it up. I'm not getting anything out of it except a lot of hassles from a lot of people. If you want it or know anyone who wants a business of their own, let me know. I'll be more than willing to sign the license over to whomever wants it.
Wendy is getting older and bigger now. She's a year old already. She's learning a few more words than what she already knows. She understands a lot more now too.
I got about 2 flys in here now that are really getting to me. I'm trying to kill them, but they just won't die. I'm slapping the heck out of them but they just won't give up. I just got rid of them right now.
As for me, I'm just waiting for Kenny to come out.
When Kenny went to prison it was Feb. 19, 1976. That very next day, someone broke into my place over here, held me at gunpoint and took $130.00 in cash and 2 oz. of reefer. The following Sunday, which was 2 days later, one of the buys came back and stole my desk calculator, my camera, 2 oz. of reefer and the ear phones to my stereo. These two guys were some of the people that Kenny was dealing to. I know who they are, but I can't prove it to the police. Ever since then I've been scared to stay here by myself. The first place that I find that's half decent, I'm moving out of here. I don't feel safe here any more without a man in the house.
Wendy ust went to sleep now. It's afternoon nap time, and I think I'll get some work done upstairs.
Let me know what's happening with you.
P.S. Sorry about all the greasy spots. Wendy got hold of the letter.
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Wednesday, May 1, 2013
July 10, 1976 (Letter from Ken)
As you can see via this return address, I am in Federal Prison. Doing 5 years! Was arrested for manufacturing Have 5 months in now.
Denise, Wendy (Squeege) and I are as tightly together as ever. Your Goddaughter is doing just fine. Had her 1st birthday this past June 24th. She is a real sweetheart. Will send you a picture if you want. Please understand that my spirits are very high for happiness & freedom is a state of mind. Dollar Date is also doing real well. Remember, the offer to take on Dollar Date is always open to you.
That was really something you got into! What can I say. I'm glad you didn't get hurt too bad. I know you wouldn't do something like that, even for me.
I hate writing letters, so I hope I did O.K. Remember, any time you decide to return to Penna., my securities are open to you in all perspectives. Even though I'm in here, my home, business etc. are solid, and anytime you are welcome to move in, visit, or whatever.
Your friend
"Fellow Truth Seeker"
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Wednesday, December 26, 2012
March 19, 1975 (Letter from Ken and Denise)
To give you some of our news -- well I'll let Denise take a shot at this. So here's the one, the only Neecy! Da-da-goo-ga-goo Bab a lob a koo.
Boy, how did you like that introduction? I thought it was kind of gooey myself.
Well, just as Kenny said, there are a lot of things happening. The most recent bit of news is that we moved again. Our new address is: 20-F Midway Dr., W. Mifflin, Pa 15122. This is out hear Homestead, which is near Kennywood. This is a housing project out here where the rent is really low. We got a two bedroom apartment one which we use, and one which a brother uses, which brings us to our second bit of news. The brother of ours that lives with us just came out of prison. We met him through someone else. His name is Mickey by the way. So anyway, Mickey came over one day by himself, I think it was to buy some grass. But anyway, he was looking for a place to stay, and didn't have enough money, so he's living with us now. That day, the first day when he came over, Kenny asked him how much money he had. Mickey pulls out all of it which totaled an amount of 75 or 80 dollars. Kenny said OK and grabbed it and put it in his pocket, which helped all 3 of us stay high on the weed. We all had to get adjusted to each other's lifestyle for awhile, but we've got it pretty together now. Mickey's been living with us now since January, and it's really been kind of neat. It seems like the both of us are more on the ball now that there is a third person living with us.
Another piece of news is that Kenny's friend Steve who is in the joint, is probably getting out soon. We're both his parole sponsors. When he gets out, he'll have a place to stay also. (If anything happens to you, you'll always have a place to stay as long as we're around.) This is our biggest news is that we've moved again. Our new address is 20F Midway Dr., W. Mifflin, Pa 15122. What this is, is a housing project. We have a two bedroom apartment which consists of two bedrooms upstairs with a bath, and a linen closer. Now, downstairs we have a huge, or a pretty big living room, a kitchen and a little office space which is actually in the living room. Outside we have a back porch, a backyard, and a front yard. This is all for $89.00 a month. We didn't have too hard of a time moving, we just moved everything in Mickey's car. We made about ten trips, but we saved a lot of money moving. Everything is pretty well straightened up except for our bedroom. We haven't even got the bed together. We're getting to that today though.
I'm still working with Dollar Date. We're waiting for Steve to get out so he can take it over though.
Oh, guess what? Before we moved out of the apartment at Aiken, we, or Kenny called Mrs. Annolik which was the one who owned the house on Wellesley. Ken didn't say who he was at first, but later on in the conversation he did. She was telling Kenny how dirty the people left the place who were living there before. And she went on telling Ken that they (us) left garbage all over the place. All of a sudden Ken said, well, you're speaking to the person who used to live there. Ken called to find out if we could go back there, but Annolik didn't like the idea at all, and said no, that she wouldn't take us back.
Well, I think it's time to close this letter. Don't forget that if there's anything that we can do don't hesitate to ask. If you're coming back to Pa., you already have a place you can come back to, and that's our place.
Waiting to hear from you.
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Wednesday, October 31, 2012
November 2, 1974 (Letter from Ken and Denise)
Gibson Park, Great Fall, Montana
Photo taken in September 1974
Sorry we didn't answer your letter sooner. We've really been busy, and each day I say I'll write this afternoon, and the time just never came.
A lot of things have been happening in DOLLAR DATE, and with us. I'll tell you about DOLLAR DATE first. We're going to have a party on Dec. 14th, which will be on a Saturday. The party will cost $5.00 for membership admission , and $2.00 for a member's friend, outside of DOLLAR DATE. We'll have all the beer you can drink, and all the food you can eat at no other cost other than the cost of the ticket. It will be really nice. That's if everyone is coming. But we're just going to invite everyone, and anyone to the Christmas party. We're going to call people from the telephone book, and invite them to a Xmas party. Ken is going to call everyone. I think we'll get a lot of people to come.
We might buy a house in Mt. Oliver. You wouldn't believe the cost of the house. The whole house costs $1300.!!! You should see the house. It needs a lot of work done on it, but it's really nice. I can picture it now when it's all finished. It's not that big of a house, but it's really kind of cute. It's got a little yard in the back, which is just big enough to grow a little garden, and to have our kids play in when we have kids, which is another subject that I wanted to bring up. There is a definite possibility that I am pregnant, I'll be expecting in June. By that time you will have a vacation coming. You have to come back and visit us anyway. Later on when we take our little trip around the country, we'll come and visit you. But we'll let you know when we're coming.
Guess who shaved their beard off? Yes your right. It was really weird the way he did it. We were lying in bed watching TV, and Ken got up, said he'd be right back, went into the bathroom and stayed there for awhile. When he got back, he scared me. I had to take a second look. It's really different. I'm not that quite sued to looking at a bare face. I'll get over it.
Kenny got a new name, it's JUMBO! Isn't that a cute name? Jumbo is what you call bologna in prison. So if you hear it around where you at, you can think of JUMBO in East Liberty.
Well guess what, we've decided to let the house go. We just had a meeting with our welfare worker, and she said if we bought the house while we were on welfare, welfare would put a lean on the house. I just asked Kenny how to spell lean, and he said yes, l-e-a-n, but it's really a b-u-s-t. Yes, that's just what he said.
Don't take as long to let us know what is happening with you. I make sure to answer your next letter faster than this one. Don't forget that you will be the Godfather of our first child. Kenny says hi, and to take good care of yourself.
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Tuesday, October 16, 2012
September 17, 1974 (Letter from Ken and Denise)
We received your letter on the 7th or 8th of September, and had read it both together. We are both writing this letter to you, so we will introduce whom is writing to your at each new paragraph. There are a lot of things going on between the both of us, and DOLLAR DATE.
Last week we answered an ad for models. So we called, and they told us to come down and apply. We went down on a Monday, and scheduled to work the following day, which was Tuesday. I was (Denise) (better known as Neecy, my new name) modeling on Tuesday. Oh yea, by the way, we're nude modeling. Both of us. It's really exciting. I was so excited about it the first time. You should experience it once in your life.
Right now, we are smoking grass, and trying to get stoned, or at least high. We bought a lid from Koerbers, and it is really shitty! Is it easy to get grass in Montana? Have you smoked any while you've been there? Kenny's smoking mainly to feel better, cause he's got a terrible cold at the present time.
Oh, guess what happened today? Well, when I was modeling today, I was sitting on a bike that was too big for me. When I sat on the bike, my feet wouldn't even reach the floor. Well, we took a break and I got back on the bike, but in the process of reaching the seat the bike tipped, fell next to me where I fell. I'm in the nude when all this is happening. That was a day to experience. Because I got up at 6:00 to get down there and find out that I'm not scheduled for that day. I got home, and got a call from the agency to find out that they want me back down because they can use me. So I finally got to model.
DOLLAR DATE is coming along really good. At the present time, we are in the process of opening up a branch office in Harrisburg, in Morgantown, W. Va., and one in Boston Mass. We have two other people working for us, as far as getting memberships. One of them is a male cab driver, and a female student trying to earn a little money. We've practically hired the one in W.Va. We are almost to the point where we'll break even. All we need is about a month.
Paul -- Hi. This is Ken. We have this letter in the typewriter and we each are taking turns when we feel in the mood to do some typing. As you can see, there are a lot of mistakes, especially on my part, but we figured that you wouldn't mind and so as mistakes occur, I just keep typing. I guess that Neecy must have told you in the prior pps. that we are doing some nude modeling. We get work whenever and as often as we wish to exhibit our really neat bodies. It is an experience that is really far far out. I love it. After the class is over, every girl in the room tries to get you to take her home and fuck her.
No letter would be complete if I were not to give you the latest on the invincible DOLLAR DATE. We now have a total of 102 paid members. Some of the chicks coming into the program are really sharp little girls. I should have opened this business when I was single. My god, some of these chicks are really nice. AHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhh.,.....Hope Denise doesn't read this part!
Next month we will be even with all investments which will be right on schedule. We were now offered $7000 for the whole business. International Date Match is now out of business. Fuck them.....
Have you found a place to live yet? I hope so. I bet that you are really enjoying your job at the prison. It is a two fold experience for you. I am really glad that you are working in a prison. It may have a lot to do with your future. You will learn from the cons as well as provide them an educational service. Some of your ideas the goals I am sure will change. It is good also that you are working in a minimum security joint as there is no fear of large scale riots. Please do not judge all prisons on the basis of what you experience there and you must keep the same attitude and open mind about that various cons as individuals. Never let someone convince you to do an outside favor. Once you do, you are done for. I am sure you are all aware of this anyway but I thought that I might mention it. You are going to be up against minds that can talk the brass off a fucking knob!
I now turn the typer over to Neecy. --------Hi Paul, how are you today? I don't know if Kenny told you that today is Sunday, Sept. 22, 1974, but it is,. We're going over to my aunt's house for dinner today. Isn't that great!!!! We have two main courses, spaghetti and roast, with mashed potatoes and gravy. Well, we went, and it was great. Th ere was stuffed cabbage, and it was really good. We got some to bring home with us.
I am how informing you of latest news happening with the Walleys. The Koerber has a home out in North Hills and wants Kenny to take care of it. It's really great out there. There is two acres of land out there, with a real lot to it. At the present time, the house has no one living out there, and the house itself is a wreck! We are going to fix it up and live there maybe. Ike wants us to care for it cause he got a job offer in Washington, D.C. The house is really fantastic, and there can be a lot done with it.
When we went over to my aunts place, I unpacked a hope chest, full of things for the home, and some of my other things. My mother's wedding dress was in there, and Kenny couldn't understand why it would be very important to my aunt. But when we got home, I tried the dress on, and it fits like it was made for me. Kenny really likes it now, and he thinks that it is the best thing in there.
We really like the warm letter you sent us. Be sure to answer this one.
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