


Wayne "Rod" Rich # 1219498
c/o Mark W. Stiles Unit
3060 FM 3514
Beaumont, TX 77705-7635
Email Rod at: rodrich@live.com

"MY BODY MAY BE INCARCERATED BUT MY MIND IS IN THE GREAT WIDE OPEN"
This gregariously exuberant man of six feet tall, 189 pounds, hazel green eyes with silverish brown hair seeks Friendship/Relationship with someone whom I can relate to out there in that Big Ole Free world. I am very Adaptable, Adjustable and Companionable at forty nine years young. I was born in Baltimore, Maryland, raised in Houston, Texas and am well traveled within The US of A, Canada and Mexico. ......."I do prefer gay male pen - pals, but I won't discriminate. I'm wanting to strike up a pen pal anywhere I can get one".......it's lonely in here!
My favorite cities are San Francisco and New York City. I am a pre-maturely retired Paramedic of Special Skills from Houston Emergency Medical Services who is imprisoned on improper charges that stuck and so here I am still waging an ongoing legal battle.
My primary worldly avocations consist of Film and Art Festivals, Water Sports of all sorts, The Great Outdoors and Musical concerts of Jazz, Blues and Rock-N-Roll. I pride myself in being an experienced Equestrian of Western, English and Bareback styles.
I am of German-Irish heritage within two generations and proud of it. Absent from me are psychological hang ups and inhibitions. My idea of a perfect day would be on the Beach in Santa Cruz, California. My idea of a perfect evening would be at an open air concert featuring, "The Moody Blues", in Bozeman, Montana. NO HARD LUCK STORIES HERE. Please do write me if you are so inclined and Thank You for checking me out.
"IN GODS EYES"
BY: Wayne Rod Rich, 2006
Never think evil thoughts of anyone
Its just as wrong to think as to say
For thought is but a word thats unspoken
In Gods eyes, he see's it this way.
Lend a hand if you can to a stranger
Never worry that he might not can repay
For in time you'll be repaid ten times over
In Gods eyes, he see's it this way.
In Gods eyes we're like sheep in a meadow
Now and again a lamb goes astray
And open arms should await it's returning
In Gods eyes; he see's it this way.