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VOLUME JUNE 2006 (a) Birthday Move, Painting a New Cell

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VOLUME JUNE 2006 (a) Birthday Move, Painting a New Cell
VOLUME JUNE 2006 (b) Prison Retreat, Larry's Coat
VOLUME JUNE 2006 (c) God's Presence, True Love
VOLUME JUNE 2006 (d)Betrayal, Surprise Good News
A Statement of Facts



June 2, 2006


     Yesterday was my birthday.  It was also a day that I moved to a different cellblock.  Although, in a way, one could say that the move was merely coincidental, I say it as a gift from God.  I needed a change of environment, and I had been praying for it.  And after several months of quiet waiting, yesterday afternoon and officer informed me that I was being ordered to go to the D-North housing unit.  At the time I had been living in D-South.


     D-North and D-South are both a part of the prison’s “general population”.  But because I have returned to working as a “mobility guide” for the sight-impaired men, by relocating to D-North I can now be with these physically handicapped men all the time.  In addition, I could continue to work during the afternoons as a “Program Assistant” at the facility’s Intermediate Care Program (E-North).


     As of this moment, however, most of my belongings are still in boxes and bags.  I have a lot more cleaning to do before I finish unpacking. 


     And having to pack, move, and then unpack is exhausting.  Nevertheless, I rejoice because my prayers were answered, and on my birthday, no less!  In addition, a second prayer was also answered.  For when I got the notice that I was going to a new location, I asked the Lord for the miracle of “paint”.  But this is another story which I plan to write about tomorrow.


David Berkowitz


June 3, 2006


     One of the hardest things in prison is to find paint.  Oftentimes it’s in short supply.  When something needs painting a “work order” form has to be filled out by an employee, usually a guard or a sergeant.  The form then goes to the office of the prison’s maintenance department where it gets reviewed and processed.  After this, however, it becomes a matter of waiting. 


     First, you have to wait for someone in the maintenance department to see of there’s any paint in stock.  Second, you have to wait for the facility’s sole painter, a husky Hispanic man in his early 30s, to go through his stack of work orders until he gets to yours.


     Whenever I have to move into a different cell I like to clean it and, if possible, paint.  But because paint is scarce, as I began to gather my belongings in preparation to move to my new location, I said a short prayer that I’d be able to get hold of some paint.


     Then, lo and behold, as I pushed a moving car which contained my property through the entryway of the building I was relocating to, it so happened that the painter  was there.  Usually he’s very difficult to find.  And without neglecting the opportunity, I politely asked him what the chance was for my new cell to get a fresh coat of paint.  He, in turn, told me to go and ask the correction officer who was in charge.  I did.  And the officer shrugged his shoulders.  He then quickly turned to the inmate painter and said, “If you have enough paint, then take care of Berkowitz’ cell.”  He did.


     I then helped the painter lay down his protective tarp and waited until he was done.  To be able to move into a freshly painted cell is a miracle!  


David Berkowitz


June 4, 2006




     The sight-impaired and legally blind Native American prisoner who I had been assigned to help and guide was transferred to another prison.  He left more than  week ago and now I’ve been assigned to someone else. 


     I miss my Indian friend.  I wrote about him in my journal for May 5th in a piece titled “Bitterness.”  He’s been incarcerated for many years. And he is a Vietnam veteran, too.  My friend also suffers from Agent Orange poisoning because of his exposure to this chemical defoliant during his military tour in Vietnam.  As a result of the exposure he developed a serious skin problem, and I often had to take him to the prison’s Infirmary for treatments.


     His bitterness, however, drove him to continuous complaining.  When he was here he battled the facility’s administration by filing all kinds of grievances, and he would often threaten to sue the Superintendent.  I believe he already has a big lawsuit that he filed against the officials in the last facility he was in.  This time, though the staff had had enough.  So he was transferred.


     In a way I’m feeling relieved that he’s gone because it is stressful enough doing time in maximum security lockup, let alone having to spend several hours per day with a chronically grumpy person.


David Berkowitz


June 11, 2006




     I’ve been up since 5:30 this morning.  In a short while I’ll be going to the utility sink to finish washing my white “church” shirt.  Right now it’s soaking in a bucket of Tide detergent.  Then after I’m done with this I will take a shower and get ready for bed.


     Sunday is usually the busiest day of the week for me.  I got up early to say my prayers.  I then went to the chapel for much of the morning, and I returned to the chapel for a second service that’s held in the afternoon.  This is always followed by an evening fellowship.


     But aside from all this, I received another “confirmation” that I moved into a different cell at the right time.  For I ran into the man who went into my former room.  He was in the chapel this morning when he told me that a few days after he got there the hot water pipe broke causing his cell to receive water damage.  He said that there were books and letters on his floor when the water came in, and it took him “more than an hour” to mop up.


     I kindly told the guy how sorry I was to hear this.  I had been in that cell for approximately eighteen months and never had a problem with the plumbing.


     Wow!  This may be another example of God’s divine providence.  Like I wrote in my journal entry for June 2nd, the Lord allowed me to move right on my birthday.  Furthermore, I was able to get my cell painted immediately before I moved in.  Amen!


David Berkowitz


June 13, 2006




Wait on the Lord… wait, I say, on the Lord.


                                                          Psalm 27:14


     There is a concept in the Scriptures that’s called the “fullness of time”. 

According to the Old Testament book of Ecclesiastes, God has a time for every period in our lives.  These periods and season span from birth to death.  “There is a time to be born, and a time to die”  (Ecclesiastes 3:2).


     In my life, therefore, come these seasons.  And they consist of seasons for making preparations, for waiting, for moving forward and, finally, for entering into all that I have been waiting and preparing for.  But the keys to all this are trust and patience.


     The Lord, I believe, is never in a hurry.  God is never late nor early.  He’s always on time.  Yet my problem is with waiting.  When the Lord seems to be taking to long to do something, I tend to become impatient.  I then end up moving ahead and I get out of God’s will.  Ultimately this results in my making wrong decisions that eventually cause me grief.


     Even after all these years of being a Christian,  I still have to learn to wait upon the Lord.  Recently, for instance, I made a serious mistake.  I am not going to say what it was, but I am trouble by what I did.  I allowed a well-meaning friend to talk me into something that I now regret.  It’s not a matter that’s going to cause me tremendous harm, but I did need to seek more godly counsel, and I neglected to do this.


     I realize that I need to be more discerning and sensitive to the leading of the Holy Spirit.  I need the patience to wait.


     Frankly I believe that I have a long way to go before I am the mature Christian God wants me to be.  And while I may be excelling in some areas in my spiritual life, in other areas I could be doing much better.  But God is a patient teacher.


David Berkowitz

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