Marvin Wilson #999098
Polunsky Unit D.R.
3872 FM 350 South
Livingston – Texas 77351
An execution date is set for Marvin – April 26, 2006 -The execution date has been withdrawn, pending a federal appeals court’s review.
New action to kill Marvin Wilson – Execution date scheduled by the State of Texas 08/07/12 http://www.ca5.uscourts.gov/opinions/unpub/11/11-70009.0.wpd.pdf
Texas: Marvin Wilson 08/07/12-TX Executing Inmate at Near-Records
I am Marvin Lee Wilson, I was born Jan. 5,1958 and just turned 46 years of age. I stand 5’11” tall and I weigh 198 pounds. I am of a creamy brown complexion with mitching brown eyes and I usually wear a nice smile whether I’m jolly or sad.
I enjoy reading, working out, trying to learn how to draw, playing chess and I love writing letters but they are not able to exchange as many letters as I need to keep me comfortably occupied, so I’m pretty lonely these days. I’ve been on death row ten years come May 4, 04, and I’ve been incarcerated 11 years and 2 months in all. I am from Beaumont, Texas, I am the second child of six, three boys and three girls and I thought someday I’d be a pro football player but I ended up dropping out of high school in my 11th year to work construction in order to help my sickly mother take care of the household, yes, daddy ran out on us for the outside woman and hers.
I then got involved in my very first relationship and it produced a son into my life. The weather was hindering my working and I begun to desperately look for an inside job or a job the rain couldn’t hinder so I could take care of my child and so I could get situated to marry his mother and become a good husband and father unlike my daddy. But it seemed most impossible for me to land a job in which I humbly looked for one whole year before I decided I have to do something and started working the streets and I begun to make money and Joyce and my son and I moved into a rent house and after a while I asked her to marry me but she wouldn’t because she didn’t like my lifestyle so I diligently begun looking harder for a decent job yet no luck in getting one. And finally I ended up in prison in which I served 41/2 years and got out but Joyce not knowing I was about to get out married another man with a good job.
Yes, I was hurt and broken hearted and I decided that I get myself a job and be a good daddy to my only child and I went to diligently look for a job and did for the first 4 months I was out of prison after which, I gave up and went to working the streets and having money and I began buying things for my son and taking him to movies and out to eat and ball games, nevertheless after one year and a half I was back in prison in which I served 6 years. And a friend of mine would bring my son to visit me every other month and I made lots of promises to my son, then I got out and went right to work for my cousin James Carrier who has his own construction company and things were going good work wise, then I learned Joyce had been divorced for 6 months so I asked her back in my life keeping one of my good promises to my son that if his mother was ever divorced I’d take her back and we would be a family. And after 3 months together, rainy season came and spoiled my working everyday and when our money got low I began to worry about things but I don’t want to work the streets anymore, nevertheless an old friend came by and said to me, I know with all the rain you haven’t been working, right? I said yes. And he told me, man, you can make more money than you ever dreamed of having selling crack. I said what’s that and he showed me a big white rock saying this can make you rich if only you had $700.00 and I said I do have it and we went and bought a big cookie of crack and I started selling crack during my fourth month out of prison and the money was extremely easy and quick, but a year and 4 months later I got busted, arrested for selling crack which allowed me to be put in the position to consequently end up on death row unlawfully.
Now I am not willing to try and convince anyone that I’m not guilty as charged because I realize that if I had not been selling crack then I wouldn’t have been in the position to be set up as I have been. But I am willing to let any concerned friend read for themselves my legal trial transcript so that they could decide from black and white knowledge whether or not they think I’m guilty or not from what their understanding is of what they have read. But I will tell you that one of the two persons who committed this crime have confessed and have received a life sentence and the DNA found in the dead person’s finger is proven to belong to a white person and not me , a black person, a man who is an ex-convict and drug dealer.
Now I’ve been on death row nearly ten years and not once have I sought to deceive Pen-friends in order to gain money for commissary or help support me in my fight for my life because honestly friendship and moral support is most important to me nevertheless at this point in my life I am seeking someone who can truly understand the significance of my disposition and realize that I am in great need of moral support, and financial support, both to support me in here and to fight my legal battle, but I’m not a man who will ask for this type of help from a friend but will accept whatever they offer me from the depths of their willing heart. That’s why I am or have been indigent 90% of all my time here on DR and my account balances prove it. Yes, I need financial help but most importantly communication with someone who would enthusiastically be my window to life in the free world and bring excitement into my life, in this isolated world in which I now reside. I am reaching out to female and male and for the record I have not had a female companion in five long years and yes, I desire to.