| First Name: William |
Last Name: Speer |
| DOC#: 999398 |
Race: White |
| D.O.B.: 9-29-1974 |
Eye Color: Green + Brown |
| Hair Color: Dk. Brown |
Sex: Male |
| Religion: Be Happy |
Sexual Orientation: Straight |
| Incarcerated Since: 1991 |
Crime: Capital Murder |
| Earliest Release Date: Death |
Latest Release Date: Death |
| Ad Start Date: 7-1-2007 |
Ad End Date: None |
Will Speer
Knocking on death’s door. That is where I am. My name is William Speer, but I am simply known by Big Will. I am on Texas Death Row and have been for over 5 years, 11-1-01. I’ve been locked up for over 16 years (2-1-1991)Starting at the age of 16, over this time my family has abandoned me and now I sit here all alone. I’ve gone through hell behind these bars. I am so tired and lonely all’s I‘ve really wanted was to be liked and respected. I ‘m just like everybody else I want to be loved and cared for. Not having anyone I can depend on, count on or trust in is really what brought me to this point.
As a child all’s I saw was abuse seeing my mother beaten and being so helpless. Being beaten myself, tortured in ways I am too ashamed to put here. Going to school and being the oddball always slower than the rest of the kids. I was in Special Ed. Classes. I was never good enough. I was the fat-stupid kid everyone picked on. I was kicked out of my home and had to live off the streets. Because I was 16 when I got locked up I was never able to hold or kiss a woman and now here I face death alone and scared.
I still feel the scars of my past as I think back on my life. I have been told I am worthless and not worth the time or effort. I have been told there is no hope for me. I do not believe it, that is why I am calling out asking, begging and pleading for help. Is there someone who will like me? Is there someone I can depend on? Please say yes! I am looking for a solid good person to become a part of my life, a personal friend. I am not looking for someone to just send me mail, but people to be a part of my life.
I hope you write me because you could be the one that makes a difference to me. I would like to share a story I was told once: I call it This one .............. One day there was a boy and an old man on a beach. It was early in the morning just after sun up and there was this boy frantically walking along the beach picking up and throwing back into the water starfish. Because that night there was a bad storm and it washed what seemed to be thousands of starfish on to the shore. Well the boy was going along picking up starfish and throwing them back in the water and the old man says why are you doing that, you can’t save them all so why try, it doesn’t mean anything! The boy paused and looked at the old man and said, but it does to this one and this one and this one as he picked up starfish and threw them back in the water it does mean something to this one!
If you write me please tell me where you got my info from and I will respond to all who write me.
I hope to hear from you! This one..........
William Speer #999398
Polunsky Unit
3872 FM 350 S
Livingston, TX 77351
USA
In The Name Of Love
In the name of love, I have smiled
In the name of love, I have cried
In the name of love, I have been strong
In the name of love, I have been weak
In the name of love, I have risen to my feet
In the name of love, I have stumbled on my knees
In the name of love, I have been proud
In the name of love, I have been shamed in a crowd
But, through it all I bow to the one I love
Not because it’s right, and not because it’s wrong
I bow in the name of love..