What’s up everyone! Missed me?
Well, I finally made it to Lompoc. I got here on Monday and I am just getting settled in. I have never been so excited to be at a prison than I was on Monday! This place is a lot better than where I was. I saw a blind man here, but he didn’t see me. What the fuck did he do? Rob somebody blind? (insert drum roll and symbol clash here) If a blind man can make here, then I got this!
In case you missed it, the last two weeks I was in the hole at a Maximum Security Prison in Victorville, CA. It was the United States Penitentiary. I was kept in my cell with another cellmate 21 hours a day! We got out for one hour, three times a day. the food was crappy and time moved at a snails pace. It fucking sucked. Getting of the bus at this place made me realize that this place was not playing around. We each had to get off the bus one at a time. And when we got off the bus there was two snipers pointing automatic weapons at you while you walked to the wall shackled. Thats when shit got real! I almost pissed myself when it was my turn to walk. So many thoughts went through my head. I kept hoping the snipers didn’t sneeze, or hoping none of them have turrets. I am not going to lie. I was scared shitless! When it came time to leave to come to Lompoc, shit got a little crazy, but was hilarious. Here is what happened:
I told my celly not to eat the chili the night before. They chili was fucking wrong. But he ate it…then about an hour later he told be his stomach hurt and that he is sorry for whatever it is that he is going to do….I was worried….for myself!
This chili fucked his stomach up!! He would not stop farting! He was trying to hold it in because we were stuck in the cell. And he started sweating then yelled at me, “How do you get so much air in your stomach?” hahahahaha
So they drug us out of our cell at 3:30 am to get us on the bus to Lompoc. We had to change out of our prison clothes into even more prison clothes for the bus ride. They put us in these orange jumpers, but before we could wear them, we had to get checked for contraband. They took four of us at a time and brought us into the changing room. We all lined up and were ordered to strip naked. then we had to wiggle our fingers, wiggle our toes, open our mouths, lift our balls, turn around, squat, and cough while squatting. When we squatted and cough, my celly blew ass! It was so powerful that the cop’s hair on his head who was checking him, literally moved!!! Fucking crazy. That’s when I said, “You are such an over-achiever man…the guy just wanted us to cough but you gotta one up us and show off!” We were dying laughing.
So after that, they put us all into a waiting cell. then once all 40 of us were ready it was time to shackle us. Well someone was either pissed off at me or made an error. The black boxed me, which means I got double shackled and this black box put over my handcuffed wrists. Apparently they do this for prisoners that have a history of escaping! I have never been to prison…what history do I have? While being black boxed the cop that had is hair blew back by my celly said to me, ” I bet you are not laughing now” I told him, I think you’ve got the wrong guy.” He answered and I quote,” I don’t make mistakes, You hold the tail, and I ll fuck the donkey” I replied, “I don’t even know what that means?” “Are we going to Mexico, cause I have already seen that show but it was a chick” I asked. Everyone started laughing. Now I didn’t mean to make him look dumb, but I realized that he has the power to make my cuffs even tighter than the needed to be. Lets just say that was a very uncomfortable 6 hour bus ride!
But I am here. I made it. the weather here is beautiful. The first day I was here I stayed outside so much. It had been almost 5 months since i had been outside. I was turning invisible. I swear I think I could have seen my heart beating.
But I am here. I am getting settled in. I started my job today. I ll tell you more about my job and where I am at on the next letter. this one is quite long already.
At the end of this letter, I will give you all my new address so that you can write me and send me pictures. I love mail so I hope you all will send me something.
Next week I ll tell you more about where I am at and what I am up to now. I am in a much better place. I ll tell you that much now. Thank you all for your continued support.
Rickie- 9 more months baby! Thank you for always being there for me. I know it was a rough two weeks but we are growing stronger together. I ll be home soon and we can close this chapter and begin writing a new one. I love you.
Again, thank you all for you support and i hope to hear from you soon
Remember, to always
Live Everyday Always Free
I miss you guys!
William Troy Goings
Federal Prison Camp
3705 West Farm Road
Lompoc CA 93436