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Coming out with a bang. Great music – my Old Lady stood up and started dancing.

There is nothing like getting released. Rolling it up, walking down that aisle for what you hope will be the last time. It all seems surreal, until the SUNLIGHT hits you, and you feel the warmth outside, breath that fresh air, and you know it’s really happening. Been there a time or two myself. I always tried to come out a better man. And I always did.

Otto looks like hell, but death row will do that to a man. As you can see, there is no place a man can not be reached, even on the row. I don’t know if that razor blade came from an enemy or a friend, but either way knowing Otto has had enough.

Now that’s a home coming! Brothers waiting outside; bikes ready to go. Cool. From three hots and a cot, to patch and bikes, brothers, and right back in it. Way cool.

So Jacob Hale is taking over. Charming Heights? Looks like a clear cut situation to me, and that means development, population, and traffic. I don’t think the Son’s will let that happen.

So who’s this new Sheriff, Sheriff Roosevelt? Where’s Unser? I don’t think Sheriff Roosevelt will go on the payroll, just a hunch.

Wouldn’t it be nice if the government could differentiate between Motorcycle Clubs and street gangs?  They just dump us all in one pile of undesirables; that way we are easier to prosecute under the Patriot Act or what ever else they can think of.

Piney is right, history needs to stay in the past. That is a tough trick to turn, as history has a way of repeating itself…..or rearing its ugly head at the worst possible moment.

Jacob Hale looks as if he is up to the same old shit, lining his pockets, trying to manipulate the system.

Combat pay, wow. I have never seen or heard of that. Most members I know are broke or working regular jobs. It’s a different time, and beyond that we are not on a TV show. Real guys are so individual it would be nearly impossible to get them to work together on anything.

New guns, new customers, new connections, new deals brings new problems. Could also mean a big new payoff, which must be the plan.

Gotta love Happy – kicking that cop car. Lucky they didn’t run him over.  That was a cool trick, slowing them down so Clay could get away. Truth is, it would be the cops’ word against the Sons, and the cops always win those match ups, even when they lie.

New deals, mean new cops with new investigations.  The US Attorney Linc Potter looks serious. That’s quite a war room. An ongoing investigation, with multiple agencies, that means trouble. These guys are paid to take their time and build a case, and win it. And they get paid by the hour.  More cops, means more manpower, more man hours, and trouble for our guys.

The Russians are up to something, they ain’t no good, that’s plain to see. I just can’t put my finger on exactly what.

Release from prison sex – there’s nothing like it. And that’s all I’m gonna say on that. My Old Lady is spouting off and earful right now, but most of it is unprintable.

Clay might not have much longer as the President, but the reality is, the more years you have in the club the more respect you command.

Gemma is great, positive, supportive, logical, on the mark. She is right, Unser deserves more. What he did for the Sons with Stahl, that was above and beyond the call of duty.

So, Jax is thinking differently. Having kids will do that.  Prison will do that; make you look at life from a different perspective. In reality if you love the club, it can rip your heart out and take you on a roller coaster ride you could never imagine, so these thoughts are normal.

Cool way to propose, having your boy do the dirty work. And in my humble Old Lady’s opinion, it is way overdue.

Tara asking how this all works? It works cause you make it work. We got a bunch of young men in our charter that work jobs, make babies, and raise families. Just got to have your priorities in order.

Jax  leaving the club? No way. I don’t see that. He’s just thinking different cause he just got out. He has an exit strategy. Fear? Greed? That’s not the club I’m in, but then again we ain’t on TV.

Unser might have thought he was out of it, out there in the woods, in his trailer, but life ain’t over yet. He has work to do, and Clay will see to it, you can believe that. And from the looks of it, not a moment too soon. He looks like he was out there waiting to die.

Otto had a plan all the time. Looks like that prison guard is on the payroll. Otto slipped that scalpel in that Russians ear like a knife through butter. For Jax.

Good to see Clay and Alvarez still working together. The Sons have enough enemies, nice to have a friend here and there.

There is nothing like exacting your revenge.  Jax hit Putlova in the same three spots that he got knifed. It’s only business.
So, the truth is in those letters. That truth looked like it shook Gemma up a bit. The truth always shakes people up, and rears its head when it wants to, at the worst possible moment.

The Sons are back. Back with a vengeance. And it’s about time.

I hope you are well, laughing with your loved ones.
FAT BOB

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