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James  Miller
Mailing Address:
James Miller #A92410
Jacksonville Correctional Center
2268 East Morton Avenue
Jacksonville, IL 62650
                    

Hello! I'm glad that you have stopped to take a look at my page. I've been on this site since '07, with a bio of a bunch of what all I've had and lost and about how I messed up and how the courts took everything and even how my wife left me for some other guy. I even went into how I am sleeping without a pillow and working an 8 hour day job for pennies. Mainly, how I felt sorry for myself and was trying to get sympathy from my readers.

The plain fact of the matter is, it wasn't until my daughter read my bio and wrote and told me how much she didn't like it and how I needed to simply be honest with everyone, mostly be honest with myself, that I realized I'm the one that put myself here. So, here goes:

I've messed up a great deal of my life this is not my first time here. I can only blame myself for this mess I find myself in. I had the big home that had everything. A beautiful wife and loving kids living the dream of a normal life.... paycheck to paycheck,...with that little extra to maybe go out to eat . But, that wasn't good enough for me. I had to be " the man", drive that new car, bike, life large.

So, I started bringing pot up from Mexico to make that extra money that I thought I had to have and with that extra money came secrets and a new crowd of people, new toys and that second life and living two lives can only last so long, without some other type of stimulant ( drugs)...and then that in itself can only last so long. Before life comes crumbling down around you.

It wasn't long before I found myself alone with all the toys I just had to have and then my world stopped with the sound of handcuffs being locked in place and the judge looking at me from his bench telling me you're looking at a mandatory life sentence.

I blame no one but myself. My wife came back into my life to salvage what was left of it, but once reality set in that I wasn't coming home anytime soon, she walked away. I was given 28 years. I'm appealing this and if it goes like I hope it will I'll have 4 1/2 years left to do. If it doesn't, I'm hoping for work release in 8 1/2 years.

So, this is my life in a nutshell...honest and open. Not sugar coating or exaggerating anything, just me and how it is. So, if you'll like to write me, I'll love to hear from you and you can expect that same open and honesty in my letters.
                                  
                                                                                    

                                                                                        
                                                                                                       If I Could...                                                                                                
                                                                                            If I could catch a rainbow
                                                                                            I would do it just for you
                                                                                         And share with you it's beauty
                                                                                        On the days you're feeling blue.
                                                                                            If I could build a mountain
                                                                                         You could call your very own                              
                                                                                              A place to find serenity
                                                                                                A place to be alone.
                                                                                          If I could take your troubles
                                                                                          I would toss them in the sea
                                                                                         But all these things I'm finding
                                                                                               Are impossible for me.
                                                                                            I cannot build a mountain
                                                                                             Or catch a rainbow fair
                                                                                         But let me be what I know best:
                                                                                            A friend that's always there.

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