I'm writing this date to inform you that on the night that Mumia Abu-Jamal was placed under arrest for the murder of Officer Faulkner, I had an appointment to see him in Center City on the night of December 9, 1981. My meeting with Mr. Abu-Jamal was about my interest in writing Poetry. He told me to meet him that evening and he would give me some pointers and give, constructive critique on the subject of writing. He himself was a Professional Black Writer and I being a Newbee I needed any help I could get and to whom better could I network with. He was just going to look at some of my Poetry. Had he not took the time to extend his expertise to a aspiring wanna BE. This would not have happened, had he got off from work and just went about his normal routine. Neither one of us would have been in Center City that fatal evening. I don't even know if he remember this 'cause he didn't really know my Name,Address or Telephone number. I am so sorry I asked him for help!

I remember that night so vividly NOW and it has taken me all these years to recall just what happened. I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and I am having FLASH BACKS. Almost every year around this same time Christmas, New Years and February is when I am generally hospitalized. This is why I am just now coming to grips with this tragic incident. I thank God, I have not been in any Institution for about the last two years.

However, after my discharge from Friends Hospital, I called the Philadelphia Police Dept. and I told them that I had remembered the night that I met Mumbia Abu-Jamal. I didn't know him personally,except for the fact that he was a Writer. It was during the Christmas holiday, December 9, 1981. The street was wet, as if it had been raining. I remember seeing a Red Shiny Volks Wagon or a Small Sedan parked on the street. And just when we greeted one another shots rang out!!! He told me to run and that is what we BOTH did. We were running away from the area because we were afraid! I know I was, to the point that the reoccurance of this horrorfying event plagued me in many forms from year to year.

When I informed all of the details that transpired the evening that Officer Faulkner was Murdered. The Police Officer said and it's taken you over 25 odd years or so to recall this! I told him yes. He then asked me, if I was taken my medicine? I replied, yes. After that he just said ok. That was the end of our conversation no one contacted me about what I'd reported and I feel it's because of the Mental Disorder PTSD. This condition carries with it a Stigma, that's why I believe my report went unanswered and unresolved.

My Eldest Sister; Joyce Ford, age 67, residing 1023 South 52nd. Street, Phila., Pa.19134, Telephone No.: 215-727-1906. She can verify that what I'm telling you is The Gods' Honest Truth. I don't know why She didn't report what happened at the time of this offense. I told her about it that same night! I was Scared to Death!!! This year during the Holidays Joyce called my house and we talked freely about a number of things and for some odd reason she mentioned the incident. That night of December 9th. and how I went into Center City and met Mumia Abu-Jamal. She also told me that our child-hood friend of ours was a Police Officer, and a Back to Africa Activist. He knew something about the Killing of Officer Faulkner and Joyce said he was so afraid, that he moved away, cause he told her that He felt like he was going to be Killed! Why? I just don't know!

I pray that this letter will NOT be DISCARDED nor taken lightly! I also pray that this information will serve as the KEY EVIDENCE to finally FREE Mumia Abu-Jamal and by doing so, FREE My Mind as well.

TRUTH is the Fabric for FREEDOM *** CORRUPTION is the Garment for PRISONMENT ***