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Thank you for all your support when I was in prison. All the letters and newsletters when you all were marching for my release, that's what kept me from flinging myself under the wheels of the commissary truck in despair. I swear at mail call, the guard always sounded like a dog barking, standing there hollering, "Huff! Huff! Huff! Huff! Huff! Huff! Huff! Huff!" as he leafed through the pile of envelopes. I bet there are a lot of us POW420s that are alive today because of all you do.
Paula Huff