Dear Dad,

I know that I don’t get to see you. I miss the times that we had together, like playing baseball and you picking me up from school, then eating ice cream on the couch watching TV. On our birthdays, you always took us somewhere. I miss those days that you spent time with us. I wish I could see you in jail, but can’t until about 26 years when you get out. I miss you very much.

Trustin, age 10