BILL CADY Word Count: 149,227 - At My Friend's Place

Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 105
Of the twenty-eight black guys in the room, three were among the baddest guys to
be found in the entire school, if not the district. They were all openly in support of Bill.
The other twenty-five started to get dressed again, all the while agreeing with Alvin,
Charley and Jim. Nobody but Bill Cady had any idea how happy Bill Cady was to hear
all those encouraging words.
In the end, I was suspended until Terrell was out of ICU, a three day rap. Since
he started it, I wasn‟t guilty of anything, they assured me.
The riots happened that year. Many of my friends were accosted and beaten.
They finally stopped going anywhere in groups of less than three or more.
Me? I was able to walk alone and was only jumped one time. As I was whipping
that guy‟s ass, a tall, muscular guy named John Something, a few of his buddies began to
form a circle around me. I was almost done with John, had just started hitting a big guy
I‟d never met, when a car screeched to a halt behind me.
John Something had been coming at me from behind and would‟ve wiped my
poor ass out. I didn‟t think he‟d be able to get up so fast from the whipping I just gave
him. Bob Chouinard tore out of the car, slugged John in the face so hard I thought his
head might come off, then grabbed him by the collar and belt.
Bob lifted him straight up over his head and dropped John flat on his back in the
street. He was unconscious immediately, so Bob and I faced the rest of „em to see if
anyone else wanted a piece of us. Evidently fearing cops would come, also not wanting
to screw around with two white boys who wouldn‟t run away and cry, the crowd
dispersed in a hurry. I guess they figured if John ever came around, he‟d find his own
way to escape. Bob and I went and got a few beers and celebrated our victory.
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