Lettre autographe, signée « Love, Bob, Robert Stroud #594 », adressée à sa soeur, Mamie E. Stroud, Metropolis, Illinois. Alcatraz, California, 19 mai 1952 ; 2 pages in-4° recto-verso. Il évoque ses problèmes de santé de son foie dde ses soins, de ses visites, il évoque une hypothétique sortie de prison, etc. « I am feeling o.k., but there is no danger of that liver getting any better. That is something that does not happen. When the liver starts to harden in a person over fifty, it keeps on doing it. The process may be slowed up by proper treatment and living conditions, but it can’t be reversed. Marc was down to see me Saturday and we had a real nice visit. I had made up my mind not to quarrel with him if I could help it and it developed that he did have some constructive ideas. He admitted that he was wrong in the way he handled that affair last year, but gave as his excuse that he was away in the hole and was trying to get out. He is now doing well […] He seemed very anxious to help me and he said that he now has the money to do it and that he will fly to Washington anytime I think it necessary […] I think he has now become convinced that he can never change me, and will play it my way. If he does, we will get somewhere. […] If things go as ... plan, something can probably be done this summer or in the early Fall, and I think we will be able to see that you do not need anything. If I get out, I know that you will never want, and after the talk we had, I think that he will send you money more often […]. I know that you will be pleased that Marc and I have made up. It was too bad that I had to use the method I did use, but since they have cleared the air». Peu commun.
