"the suicide at gilpin"
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january 15th-18th ....and so a semi familiar face washes up on General Population beach. And this face who says he saw me ROUND HERE last August testifies unto me, on the tier, on Saturday night that he was in the Gilpin County Jail when the recent jumping suicide occured. (New Years). He furthur states that as recently as January 13th the pod where the tier jumping occured has been preserved the way it was at the time of the jumping. There are bowls of popcorn, and bags of potato chips sitting exactly where they were. The story goes like this: the party in the first part, the suicide victim, his name was Jeffrey C., see, and he'd been in the jail for about 12 hours, see, and before that he was in the HOSPITAL for being NUTTY as eine fruitbat, see, he had apparently attacked his MOTHER so the story goes; this resulted in the arrested hospitalization. See, then when they moved him to the jail he was denied his medications. (Seems to be a regular problem at Gilpin). It's said that he used the telephone and arranged to be bailed out, and then he went up to his room, see. Well, (along comes a spider) he comes a stormin outta his room and heaves himself off the tier directly towards the blaring television set suspended high on a wall. What he does is, after using his hands to propel himself over the rail, he folds them behind his back, and heading straight down he ESCAPES from not only jail, but all the cheap hacking loonies of the world who are lucky enough to have personality disorders that allow them to be STOMPERS at their workplaces and not stompees. You know, the COFEGIRLS, the Valerie Harpers, etc. ....and so everyone in pod A gets rushed over into the intake holding cell in one big lump. They also take them out to the garage for unprecedented cigarettes. There were only about 6 inmates in the whole jail at this time and they were all in POD A w/ the jumper. The person who relates this too me says the guy CLEARLY needed some special ATTENTION. He also relates that he personally had been attacked and beaten by Corporal HELMS (before he was a corporal up there) for the indiscretion of waving to his own wife, who was in the women's pod. Further, this inmate told me that previously at Gilpin there had been an inmate named GORDON GOODNIGHT who attempted to hang himself by making a knot in his sheet and slamming the knotted portion over the top of his door in cell#A2. Goodnight was resuscitated and sent to the state hospital in Pueblo. After his evaluation there he was returned to Gilpin and placed in the exact same cell. Friday night's movie was "THE TRUMAN SHOW". We did NOT get popcorn and Pepsi because when LT. HANKS, LT. HAAS, LT. BLACK and SGT. HILL inspected our pod the showers were found to be dirty. We all committed suicide and our heads were turned backwards like the party in the first part. Let's go ONWARD, sarcastically discussing more and more REALITY. Anyone out there familiar w/ the case of our newly arrived inmate Shreck? (Ask Mrs. Brady). Well, this rapist extraordinaire is the jail bad boy now. Oh, yes; while in the court holding cell the other day he bragged about how he was "RUNNIN" the prison when he was up in Minnesota with other overcrowding overflow. He's in "the hole" w/ Monsiuer Gettings. He'll be back in the UNFUN prison in LIMON soon to await his DNA driven rapey rapey ko ko bop trial. Oh, goodness me. Did Mr. Shreck, or did he not, stand, puffed up, in booking, daring "BIG MIKE" the guard, to come in his holding cell? Why, he'd have thrashed him from top to bottomus. Step back from the cheap immediacy, will ya? Laugh a little before something is violently thrust in yer butt. YEE HAW! What cuteness showed up in Saturday's paper but that John Hinckley Jr. will be allowed short visits OFF the grounds of his itzy bitzy nutzy wutzy mental hospital. Why, I remember the day he shot Reagan well. I was ditching high school to smoke pot in Thorton. Sparined my ankle going over a fence I did. I was in agony by the time I walked home and turned on the TV. When the announcement came on about Hinckley being from the Denver metro area I hobbled into the kitchen and looked up his parent's number in the phone book. Busy, I tells ya. Busy. All day and all thru the next. Busy. And then the number didn't exist anymore. In the book Hinckley's parents wrote it said they tried to set him up with a room at the Denver YMCA but lil Johnnie acted like he was too good for that. (Cabin in the woods)? I was staying in that YMCA when the Ramsey detectives came a knockin. Oh, the "agissements" (goings on) never stop. "Nopey, nope no." (As they say in Hooterville Belgium). I think we're all in agreement, then, that my tombstone should read, "Here lies a jackass who couldn't support himself within the established guidelines". "A day late
Now, hons, let me tell you that during the 3rd quarter of the playoff game which sent Les Broncos to the upcoming superbowl in Miami, there was a "fracas" across the hall in "MEDIUM B". Three people went to the hole. More: I looked over someone's shoulder the whole time so that I could see an armband and be able to say that "ZEEK OVERHOLZER" is the one who related to me the agissements in Gilpin on suicide day. I spent the first half of the game trying to recover from last night's disatorous rudeness in which my neighbors graduated from loudly playing cards to THROWING DICE. Later I wrote a random letter to the Hotel Scribe in Paris asking them semi-gumsmackingly if they wouldn't mind translating a few sentences for me, including, "Let them eat cake in beautiful cabins in the woods", and "In my exhausted state I felt it was best to head for a foreign country in which to fall apart". We shall see if anything happens. Sow a seed/forget it. current | 1999 | 1998 | colfax diaries |