Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Letters From The Cobb County Jail 2005


INTRODUCTION
These are the letters I wrote while spending a little over eighteen months illegally incarcerated in the Cobb County jail in Georgia.  At age 47, I had never been involved with any court system in my life, other than my divorce.  Never even had a ticket that I had to appear in court for.  So of course, it came as a real shock to me and my family  that I was locked up during my divorce contempt hearing.  Well more of a shock that I wasn’t  released for 18 ½ months, and that my new husband and his ex-wife were also locked up in the same jail.  I might add, my new husband Eddie's ex-wife was placed in the bunk below me at Work Release, yes we were bunk mates of all things.
It took me many years to figure out the why part.  Why were the three of us locked up in this suburban county jail in Cobb County Georgia? It made much more sense when I learned who my my ex-husband's witness to testify against me was. Since I was jailed at the court hearing (yes in court), it took me quite a while to find out who this witness was.  She was his live-in girlfriend at the time, the former county magistrate judge’s widow Robin Adams.  We didn’t have a prayer, and nothing and nobody could help us.  

Eddie (my new husband)  was arrested at his office on Monday April 18, 2005, for terroristic threats against my attorney Alan Manheim, my judge Adele Grubbs, and my ex-husband Bruce Ailion. I had been placed back in the Cobb County jail by Judge Grubbs on Friday April 15, 2005 after attorney Manheim filed the incorrect appeal in my case (and it was dismissed he never attempted to make the necessary corrections to the filing).  Eddie phoned my attorney Alan Manheim Monday morning April 18, 2005, demanding he return money that he was paid to file the wrong appeal.  Eddie had no prior criminal convictions (misdemeanor or felony) but was denied bond and not allowed first offender status. He remained in the county jail for approximately one year until he agreed under threats, duress and coercion to their plea, but had plead not guilty the entire time 11 1/2 months he was jailed with no bond.
Since the county jail was not co-ed , Eddie my new husband and I were in different areas.  Oddly, I was given permission to write to him.  Eddie kept all my letters, stamped and postmarked coming from me at the jail, which were mailed to Eddie at the same jail.  These letters also included letters I had written to my youngest son Brandon age 9.  I was hoping the entire time Eddie would be released from jail and give them to Brandon from me.  That did not happen. Eddie was banned from his home in Fulton county and all surrounding counties of Cobb County and could not even go home when he was released in April 2006. 
It is my sincere hope these words will inspire some, heal the pain of the injured, give hope to those in despair, and change some of the cruel world we now must learn to survive in.
My prayers are with those families who have lost loved ones and need help to heal.   My  prayers are also for those injured souls,  some wrongfully convicted, going through a nasty divorce, who need some uplifting and hope.  My hope is that my letters will help them through the toughest of times and help them heal throughout their lifetime.
If read daily my hope and prayers are that one will begin to live each day to its fullest, learn something from each day, help someone in greater need than oneself everyday, and become happier each and every day.
May 10, 2005
Dear Eddie:
I just found out from my attorney that you could not get a bond for your release.  This is crazy.  I cannot imagine why you can’t get a bond, you have no criminal record of any kind.  I told you something is very, very wrong.  I just got your letter and am sorry your sister and best buddy aren’t helping at all.  I guess it takes an emergency or crisis to find out who really cares.  These people are only out for themselves, I’m afraid.  Glad you got to speak with Ali finally.  I hope she is going to be okay she is too young to be on her own.  My daughter Alyssa came to see me on visiting day yesterday.  I think it is because I wrote to her about Brandon crying to my sister.  Poor boy, he is so worried about me, and my ex husband will not let him come here to see me.  I know he must really be upset and missing me.  I miss and love that boy so much!  He is way too young for all this grief and heartache.  I hope he will come on his birthday on May 16th, I have never not been with him on his birthday.  Alyssa said he will not stop crying, I know how he feels,  Like mother, like son.  Nothing they do to me can take away the love we have for each other, so they will not succeed in that.  That is what is happening here, I am afraid to say.  It will not work, they have no idea how I have raised my children.  Hopefully it will be a lesson for all someday. 
Saturday, May 14th is my best friends (only) daughter’s wedding.  My dress will go unworn, and I am so upset I will not be there.  After 25 years of close friendship, I really wanted to be there when she walked down the aisle.  Everyone will wonder why I am not there. They will know something is terribly wrong. 
I am thinking of you each and every moment.  Miss and love you, your in my heart and mind every minute of the day. 
Love, hugs, and kisses
Marla
May 24, 2005
Dear Eddie:
Adam is graduating from high school this weekend. Yes my oldest is graduating and I can't believe I will not get to see him get his diploma.  I guess that is another reason why we are both here now, so we can’t attend.  Unreal, the timing is unbelievable.  Looks like someone planned this.  I cannot believe I will miss my oldest son’s high school graduation.  It hurts so bad.  I should be getting my child support lowered now that he’s graduated, but that will never happen in this corrupt place.  I am here for back child support that I proved I paid, so my hope for ever getting it lowered is slim to none. 
My only hope is that I get a new judge,  one that will look at my evidence and allow me to testify in court.  My attorney filed a Motion for recusal since the judge is a witness in the case against you.  She said it is a violation of the judicial cannons for her not to recuse herself.  I don’t care how long I have to be here until I get appointed a new judge.
When we are released someday, no idea when that will be, we will need to leave here.  I will miss all the kids so much I don’t know what I will do.  But I think we should both leave.  Anything is better than this.  Well I’m still waiting.  At least I know who my real friends are now.  My sister came to visit me from Florida last week.  She is still in shock, but I’m glad she made the trip.  She knows how difficult this is for me and feels so bad. She was not invited to the graduation, as well as my parents.
Love you
Marla
May 28, 2005
Dear Eddie:
Well yet another week here.  This makes seven weeks, I seriously hope it is not eight.  Today is my parents 50th wedding anniversary and I will not be able to speak with them.  I am also missing my best friends only daughter’s wedding and already missed my oldest son’s graduation from high school.  I am so sad to miss this important events, I slept most of the day.  It looks rainy outside, just like my solemn mood.  The girls here are trying to cheer me up.  They came up with a fashion show for tonight.  It’s is amazing what these girls come up with.  I never laughed so hard, someone should have filmed it  It was hysterical.  They were stopped by the guards and they locked us down for the night.   There is so much crazy stuff going on here thank god I can sleep.   I hope and pray we are never apart this long ever again.  I hope you don’t have to read this and you are home, but they sure are taking a long time.  One of us has to get out of here, please god, let it be you or me.  I love you, miss you, gotta have you...
Marla
June 3, 2005
Dear Eddie:
Looks as if Bruce (my ex-husband) is trying to extort money from my family (parents), and you.  My attorney made it clear that neither one of you will comply with his demands.  My next hearing is July 6th, and they are taking my over the term leasing commissions and have been paying them into the registry of the superior court.  This amounts to over $1,000 per month, so why are they jailing me?  The judge stated she wants me  to come up with a plan for payment of $136,000 that I don’t have.  Even though I explained that I was fired from my job making $42,500 per year when she jailed me in court and I have no job to pay it.  I don’t know what job I will get, when and if I get out of jail, so how can I make a payment plan?  I don’t know how much money I will make now.  Does this make sense?  I guess I don’t have a very good attitude since I didn’t do what they convicted me of, and we received no money.  You paid the money to Mr. Reich (he did not pay you) and it is all on record, so how can they reverse what actually happened and say we owe the money.  It was already paid by us and there is proof of that.  No one asked for the proof or evidence, what is this a kangaroo court?
Love ya
Marla
June 10, 2005
Dear Eddie:
We cannot change the physical conditions of life,  but we cam be born each day spiritually, and change our hearts and souls to meet all conditions of life with a smile and happiness.   We know God and many love us and wants to teach us the true road to happiness.  We must always be seeking, trying to follow as we should, never giving up hope.  This is the only answer to our worries – whether falling prices, war or other physical disasters.   We can live on mountain tops daily and have many many happy returns of the day.  
Love and miss you more each day
Marla
June 18, 2005
Dear Eddie:
Today is Adam’s 18th birthday, wish I could spend it with him or at least wish him a happy day.  I hope he is getting ready for college and that he had a good graduation party.
I am writing to you from the holding cell outside the judges chambers.  My attorney is filing a motion for me for new trial and a motion for the judge to recuse herself.  If it is denied then they will appeal.  I hate going to court, they keep you in handcuffs all day (it hurts) and wake you up at 4 o’clock in the morning.  How ridiculous, they torture you.  I am praying for you and wish I could be at your hearing.  I am getting so tired of this and praying hard for a miracle, because that is what we need.  I miss you, love you, and hope you are keeping the faith and praying hard.  The days are going by faster now it seems.  I still think this is all just a very bad dream.  It is hard to believe it is real.  Jan came to visit me on Saturday to cheer me up a little.  She made a fence for the dogs, and now Cupcake and Diamond have a place to run.  I know she is taking good care of them, and Cher took Bear.  At least Cher has a huge yard for Bear to run in.  I thank god for my good friends who had to break in to the condo and rescue the dogs.   Do you realize my ex husband could be that sick?  He knew his son’s dogs were there, and we are both in jail, and he did nothing to get them?  How cruel is that?  He will have is retribution, remember Dog spelled backwards is God. 
Love you,
Marla
June 25, 2005
Dearest Eddie:
So much time to think here.  No phones, television, or distractions.  Each and every day I think of those who have passed on, my grandparents, great grandparents, and great great grandparents.  It’s if as if they are all just asleep for a little while.  They still are giving me words of wisdom, advice and inspiration.  I can’t help but think what would they would wish for me.  This has allowed me to accept way too much in my life and too many jobs to do them all well.  I am attempting to help some of girls in here.  They seem to have no one on the outside, no family, no friends, no one to care about them.  No one to inspire them or remember well.  No wonder they have turned to crime, drugs, prostitution., porn stars, etc.  I never really understood  what made people become criminals, drug addicts, and so forlorn.  It seems it is all about a lack of  inspiration, love and caring.  My heart goes out to these girls, some are so young.  It becomes a revolving door in here, they come in and out of the jail regularly. At least I feel like I made a difference and hope I have turned some of their lives around for the best.  I know some will write to me and keep in touch when they are released for guidance and help.
Love,
Marla
July 4, 2005
I have been sleeping a lot, I am sad and depressed.  When I do get out I will have some new friends.  I don’t consider some of our friends are true friends, they didn’t help you or I at all.  Maybe there is nothing they can really do? Thank God for my sister, Jan, and Cher.  I would hate to think what would have happened if they weren’t there.  I’ve read some good books and do exercise class everyday.  I’m trying to go to church whenever they have it.  Some of the girls are teaching me about life on the streets.  It seems so strange and different.  I don’t understand most of what they say, but I am learning.  I’m sorry  step father would not help you.  I wish I would reach my former mother in law, I know she would help us too. 
Love 
Marla
August 8, 2005
Dear Eddie:
Just got back from court and the judge denied all the motions to rescue herself and the motion for new trial.  My attorney says she couldn’t do that, deny her own recusal, but she did.  Who will do anything about it?  No one I’m afraid.  Now they will file my appeals.  I believe two or three different ones, running up the legal bills we cannot pay without borrowing the money.  I don’t care anymore, this is a racket, a disgrace, and must end sometime really soon.  Sorry for all the bad news, but I have come to expect the worse.  That’s all there is around here, it just gets worse and worse.  They are in it too deep now.  Can’t send it to another judge for fear they will found out.  I think Dr. Hill and some of the others must have been paid off to lie.  At least I caught them in the past, when they tried to illegally arrest me when we were at Michele’s college graduation in Athens.  Remember when they had witnesses that saw me steal a trailer from Bruce's (my ex husband) apartment in Marietta.  Only I was in Athens, not Marietta, (and I didn’t have a trailer hitch to pull it) so their paid witness lied.  Then there was Dr Hill’s temporary secretary, that said I broke into to Dr. Hill’s office.  Only I was in Florida that entire week.  That was a second paid witness to lie.  Wonder how many there are out there?  At least they got caught each time in the past.  So the fact is we know what we are up against. 
Please write, I love and miss you.

Marla
October 21, 2005
Dear Eddie:
I hope this note will cheer you up!  Please try to remain calm, getting angry only upsets you.  Why do you wish to upset yourself?  There is no point to this.  It is just foolish.  I want you to be happy and I want to make you happy.  Love is still love Eddie, and I love you.  You may not be able to hold me, or see my smile, but you know I truly love you.  Try to think of the memories we had.  Memory must become your partner now.  Hold them, nurture it.  Life may have ended for us now, just for awhile in jail, but love doesn’t have to end.  The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.  You are not alone, so try to be happy and remember you are loved.  Of course, if the world were perfect, we would not be apart in the first place, would we?   Miss and love you.  Can’t wait to be together.
Marla
November 6, 2005
Dear Eddie:
God is always Better not Bitter.  God has caused me to be fruitful in the land of my affliction.  If we can accept adversity, enduring every pain.  Then we shall learn what we should know…. Our grief will turn to gain.
I finally spoke to Brandon, it was two weeks since I got to hear his voice.  I guess he heard me crying over the phone, I couldn’t stop.   I miss you so much now, more each day!   I hope and pray to God tomorrow there will be some answers for you.  When will we be in each others arms again?  This is getting to be too much for me know.  I’m not sure how much longer I can go on like this.  I want to see my family in Florida.  My dad is recovering well from his heart attack.   I wish I could be there for him and my mom.  I feel so guilty, I know my situation has caused this.  Hopefully I will get to see him soon. I know God will take care of him and he will be well again.  I wish I could squeeze you, hug and kiss you all over and all night long. Till then….
Love you
Marla
November 10, 2005
Dear Eddie:
Holding anger is a poison.  It eats you from the inside.  Hating is a weapon we think will attack the person who has harmed us.  But hatred is a curved blade.  And the harm we do to ourselves will take its toll.  Forgive them Eddie, just forgive.  You must understand why you feel whatever you felt and why now you no longer need to feel it.  Understand it.  God knows you are there, he will not forsake you, so don’t forget that.  There is a reason for all the pain, you just don’t know it yet.  But trust me, there is something you must know or learn or God wouldn’t keep you there.  You will know it someday, just not now.  Your still there and I love you still, doesn’t that matter?  Don’t feel like your life has been snatched away from you.  I’m still here!  Try to remember us and be happy.  Use your memories of all the good times to get you through.  I know you can do it.  Then dream about the times yet to come, we will share them together.  I love you.
Marla
November 18, 2005
Dear Eddie:
When I must leave you for a little while please do not grieve and shed wild tears or hug your sorrow to you through the years.  But start out bravely with a gallant smile.  And for my sake and in my name live on and do all things the same.  Feed not your loneliness on empty days. But fill each waking hour in useful ways.  Reach out your hand in comfort and in cheer. And I will comfort you and hold your near. And never, never, worry or fear. For I am waiting for you and will always be here.   Cheer up, the final days in this horrid jail are here.  I will be praying everyday for you. Love, hugs, and kisses.
Marla
November 30, 2005
Dear Eddie:
I just spoke to Jan and she said you have written to me but I haven’t received any of your letters yet.  I’ve been reading a lot of books and writing letters.  I didn’t get any commissary this week because I was in the infirmary.  On Monday morning a crazy girl was put in our pod.  She was only there a few minutes and around 5:45 AM she attacked me.  She jumped me from behind, knocked me into the cinder block wall, and was smashing my head and body into the wall.  Then she started punching me.  The girls jumped out of bed and pulled her off of me or I would be dead.  The worst thing is the lumps on my head and I lost my big toe nail on my right foot.  Still wondering why that girl came in the pod and tried to kill me!  She never bothered anyone else and she jumped me from behind.  I never spoke to her or even looked at her.  It has made the girls in the pod very interested in my case.  They say I know something that is placing me in severe danger!  I wish I knew what it was.    The guard said I could file a warrant here. I am still waiting on the paperwork and her name.  But I can not get anyone to give it to me for over a week now.  So it has been a rough week.  I thought the worst with no food or supplies from commissary, but the girls in here have all shared and given me stuff.  I received a letter from Brandon a few days ago and he says he misses me.  He found out somehow that you are also in jail! I miss him so much and can’t wait to see him, I will hug and kiss him for a long time.  I also heard from Ali and Michelle and people are taking good care of them.  Oddly, I haven’t heard a word from my daughter Alyssa or Adam.  Wonder why?  Strange, you would think they would have the heart to send a letter.  Oh well, it is in times like these that you come to realize who really cares about you.  I will always love and care about them, but I don’t understand how they can behave this way.  It is so against what I have taught them from birth, and so unlike anyone in my family.  
Love you,
Marla
December 8, 2005
Dear Eddie:
Thank you for my life and all the things you have done for me.  I can’t compare you to another, so glad you are the only one.  I give thanks to heaven up above, for your love.  You are truly a godsend from up above.  I can’t imagine my life not being a part of you.  Still loving me regardless of what I choose to do.  I couldn’t pick a better lover, even if I had a choice.  Always caring, you just wish to call me to hear my voice.  I’m sorry I can’t be with you today. So I will write the things that to you I am unable to say.  Just know that you are with me in spirit, night and day.  I love you more than words can ever express.  Hope you know that in my eyes you will always be the very best.  Love you.
Marla
December 13, 2005
Dear Eddie:
I just got your letter, it was so good to hear from you on my birthday.  I haven’t spoken to you in over a month.  The last time we spoke I mentioned that their must be some purpose God has for our heartache.  We need to learn so many precious lessons, in every sorrow, trial and test.
I hope your are holding up… Remember- there are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dream and hug them for real.  We often only look so long at the closed door that we don’t see the one which has opened for us.
Go find someone there who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day brighter.  Find the one who makes your heart smile. Dream what you want to dream.  Go where you want to go. Be what you want to be because you only have one life.  You only have one chane to do all the things you want.  The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything, they just make the most of everything that comes there way.  The highest future will always be based on a forgotten past.  You cannot go forward in life until you let go of past failures and heartache.
When you were born, you came into this world crying and all around you were loving you, laughing  and smiling.  Live your life so that at the end your laughing and they are crying.  Don’t count the years, count your cherished memories. Think of you constantly now, can’t wait to be home in our bed snuggled for the night. 
Marla
December 16, 2005
I went to see the Doctor here yesterday, finally, after numerous requests.  I was given Lexipro for depression and Doxypin for sleeping.  Hopefully, I will stop crying and the time will go by quicker.  I still can’t believe we are both in this jail.  It has been eight months now.  Thank god for Jan, she is doing all she can for us and then some.  I’m sorry you can’t speak with Ali or Michele.  I would not discuss my ex with them if you do get the chance to speak to them.  It will only upset them more, and they don’t need that.   There would be no point to have anyone speak with my ex husband.  He lied to the court and he is tied to courthouse officials.  Remember he is a lawyer and they all stick together.  Unless someone helps me to uncover the truth, I will be at there mercy.  Someday everything it will come out that he committed a fraud upon the court, his lies will be revealed, and the truth be known.  That is all that will matter in the end.  Someone will help me, I am sure.  This sort of travesty will not go unnoticed, there are still some good people that work for this county. It will only take one decent person working here to help me uncover the truth. 
Remember I love and miss you.  I can’t wait until this is all over and I can just cuddle in your arms.  Boy do I miss my bed and pillow.  Out of stamps now, hopefully I will be able to write again soon.
Love and miss you
Marla
Dec 24, 2005
Dear Eddie:
Got a bunch of your letters today! They all came at once, strange.  Maybe they are holding them and reading them here at the jail.  It wouldn’t surprise me if that’s what the guards do for entertainment around here.  Perhaps they think they will learn something from us by reading our letters.  For it is very strange that we are able to write to each other from the same jail.  Wish we didn’t have to use stamps, it’s ridiculous.  I haven’t told anyone here, I don’t think anyone else is allowed to write to each other.  Strange, very strange, yet I am thankful and pray it will be allowed to continue.
Here is some Christmas cheer, hope you enjoy!
Love and miss you 
Marla



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