I received a letter from Antoinette Frank yesterday and was quite surprised. I haven't heard from her in many years. Her letter was the same crazy jailhouse elegance that so many inmates become proficient in. She told me she was out of stamps. Although, she didn't quite say she was out of stamps.
What she said was:
Before I close, I need to let you know that I am low on resources such as postage stamps and envelopes, etc. So if it is acceptable with you, could you please help me to be able to purchase some of the items that I utilize?
Shes had a few books published, apparently, since our last talk. She does not exactly say so plainly though. Instead of, I got some books published, she says:
I did get my literature published. I thought that I had already relayed to you how you could acquire my published materials.
She really reminds me of the character from In Living Color in the 1990's, Oswald Bates.