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Detailed text transcripts for TV channel - MSNBC - 20120603:01:50:00

he was my favorite uncle. i always wish that i could have a normal life. during the 13 years wrinkles was on death row, lindsay had very little contact with him. some of the letters that he would write were not nice. this is a letter that my dad had wrote me. lindsay, for the life of me, i can t fathom why you are now so damn hateful and disrespectful to me. did i, a, beat you, b, molest you, or c, pimp you out? if not, how was i so mean to you? think about it. eric. i kind of felt bad for lindsay when i read it, because that was someone that she loves, that was her dad, and i know she, even though she distanced herself from him, she still loved him because that was her dad. so, i responded to his letter. it says, eric, i don t have problems, you do.

Detailed text transcripts for TV channel - MSNBC - 20120603:08:50:00

i always wish that i could have a normal life. during the 13 years wrinkles was on death row, lindsay had very little contact with him. some of the letters that he would write were not nice. this is a letter that my dad had wrote me. lindsay, for the life of me, i can t fathom why you are now so damn hateful and disrespectful to me. did i, a, beat you, b, molest you, or c, pimp you out? if not, how was i so mean to you? think about it. eric. i kind of felt bad for lindsay when i read it, because that was someone that she loves, that was her dad, and i know she, even though she distanced herself from him, she still loved him because that was her dad. so, i responded to his letter. it says, eric, i don t have problems, you do. you put yourself on death row.

Detailed text transcripts for TV channel - MSNBC - 20120602:07:50:00

a normal life. during the 13 years wrinkles was on death row, lindsay had very little contact with him. some of the letters that he would write were not nice. this is a letter that my dad had wrote me. lindsay, for the life of me, i can t fathom why you are now so damn hateful and disrespectful to me. did i, a, beat you, b, molest you, or c, pimp you out? if not, how was i so mean to you? think about it. eric. i kind of felt bad for lindsay when i read it, because that was someone that she loves, that was her dad, and i know she, even though she distanced

Detailed text transcripts for TV channel - MSNBC - 20120602:04:50:00

and this is me with my uncle tommy when i was very little. makes me miss him. he was my favorite uncle. i always wish that i could have a normal life. during the 13 years wrinkles was on death row, lindsay had very little contact with him. some of the letters that he would write were not nice. this is a letter that my dad had wrote me. lindsay, for the life of me, i can t fathom why you are now so damn hateful and disrespectful to me. did i, a, beat you, b, molest you, or c, pimp you out? if not, how was i so mean to you? think about it. eric. i kind of felt bad for lindsay when i read it, because that was someone that she loves, that was her dad, and i know she, even though she distanced herself from him, she still loved him because that was her dad.

Detailed text transcripts for TV channel - MSNBC - 20120528:20:50:00

it makes me miss him. he was my favorite uncle. i always wished that i could have a normal life. during the 13 years wrinkles was on death row, lindsay had very little contact with him. some of the letters that he would write were not nice. this is a letter that my dad had wrote me. lindsay, for the life of me, i can t fathom why you are now so damn hateful and disrespectful to me. did i, a, beat you; b, molest you; or c, pimp you out? if not, how was i so mean to you? think about it. eric. i kind of felt bad for lindsay when i read it, because that was someone that she loves, that was her dad, and i know even though she distanced herself from him, she still loved him because that was her dad. so i responded to his letter

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