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"the cheese stands alone"


october 26th

So frustrating to sit ignorant of WHERE my words ARE being posted. Obviously the police know. I expect that a quicker synopsis of today's events got out today but if not, here goes. Two Detectives visited Dean Cole today to ask about the previous posting about his working at the R. house over Thanksgiving 96. They wanted to know what company he worked for and who else worked there. Maybe they'll nail down an explaination for the HI TECH shoe. Who knows? Cole came to me VERY upset after the detectives visited him. I don't blame him. I know THAT stress. But his knowledge of people rummaging in that basement seems important. Obviously the cops think so.

I'm a wreck of nerves now. I Don't think I'll put names in stories like that anymore. After I found out about the cops visit I called various media people. I HATE THE PHONE. I NEVER call these people (except Boyles every few months). I was treated like CRAP for the most part. Such huffing and puffing you never heard. All because there's no lampshade on the head on this one. I'm trying to tell them where some Detectives were TODAY asking bout Ramsey case.

boulderweekly.com listened well. But I shut down under such atmosphere as I got in SOME places. Needless to say ALL the inmates here are atwitter about this and it would be nice if something came out which EXPLAINED that I have reported thru net Cole's story about working and THAT it DOES NOT point to HIM. I guess these reporters don't think I feel any STRESS at all and am just having a rollicking good time. And they don't want to "play into it".

Meanwhile the Ramsey cops came today and I'm surrounded by confused inmates and gossipping guards. I don't know, maybe it'll come out someplace. WHAT HAVE I DONE WRONG NOW. I REPORTED, period. I'm rocking back and forth and will NEVER get any sleep tonight. Nothing in the snailjailmail. I don't know WHAT'S going on! I need input. The cheese stands alone. It felt like flying, these last two weeks. Now it feels lonely and exposed, but NO, I NEVER STOP. I wish I had better nerves so I could enjoy the ride. No patience. Too much coffee.

J.T.Colfax
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