Uncle Tom's Hanging Tree
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“Well–well, what have we here?” Said the voice of the man who had sentenced me to four years – state prison. “Is this the VIP wing?”
“Good morning Your Honor,“ said Deputy Klinck, jumping to his feet.
“What do I owe the pleasure of this visit?” I said, standing and shaking the hand of an old friend.
“Can we have a moment?” The judge asked the deputies.
“Coffee, Your Honor?” I offered, filling my cup.
“Sure, why not?” Answered Judge Green, taking a clean cup from the cup rack,
“I did want to get down here earlier to see you.”
“I didn’t know judges visited prisoners.”
“You’re not just another prisoner,” the Judge’s voice was breaking. “I’ve admired your work for many years, I know you were a good cop, the streets would be a lot safer if we had more like you out there. I started to disqualify myself from hearing your case. There are still a lot of people out there saluting your cause.”
I now held my cup up for a toast, “Thanks Judge.”
“You’re going to be OK,” the Judge said, standing. “Eighteen months will be up before you know it.”
”I think I’ll know it … Your Honor.”
We shook hands ….. and he and his aide were gone.
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From the jungles of Vietnam …
to the asphalt jungles in the streets of San Diego…
to the dark - walled - jungle of prison.
The saga continues:
Detective Herman Wiggins .. SDPD .. badge #681
is now
Inmate Herman Wiggins .. CCS .. prison control # 1281
Herman’s naive – boy scout approach to life rendered him a ghastly awakening. Unlike the jungles of Vietnam where the enemy never smiles, he did not survive the glimmer of white-teeth, corruption, and pretense he faced in the on the streets of San Diego.
Faced with an all new set of challenges in prison, where our hero has arrested (at one time or another) 87% of the population, and is still dodging bricks from the streets.
The powers-to-be, (of yesterday) were not sleeping, forgetting, nor forgiving. But for now … Inmate #1281 had to focus on the daily task of surviving in prison, one day at a time. Life expectancy of an ex-cop in prison … 72-hours.
From the author of AND THEY CALLED ME UNCLE TOM, Herman, a dyslexic, writes in a style and a form that allows the eyes of the dyslexic reader to flow smoothly across the printed pages.
About the Author
Herman P. Wiggins, Jr. is also the author of And They Called Me Uncle Tom.
Uncle Tom’s Hanging Tree is written in the same special style of writing. As a dyslexic and a motivational speaker, when writing a speech he adds additional punctuation, such as commas, exclamation marks, and dots and dashes to help his eyes flow easily across the pages of print. His books are written in this style to make reading a joy for the 27% of the population, like the author, who suffer each day with this learning disability…. Dyslexia.