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

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Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 121<br />

occasionally another guy or two. I had a car, thankfully. Bob drove a total, complete<br />

piece of shit. A badly beaten old Nash Rambler he got somewhere. The fenders were all<br />

rusted out, and the doors, too, so Bob found some Bondo and applied it by hand. Then,<br />

using the light blue paint left over when Buddy Frahm‟s folks painted the house, Bob<br />

applied it to his Rambler.<br />

He used the same brushes Buddy‟s father used on the house. No shit.<br />

It was comical as hell to see that car. Pretty soon, a rod started knocking on the<br />

oil pan. Pretty soon, it wore a hole in the pan and all the oil drained out. Bob never<br />

noticed it, so he fried the engine. As of this writing Bob‟s still unable to secure work as<br />

an auto mechanic. Wonder why that might be?<br />

Pete didn‟t have a car, and he went with us one weekend to Milwaukee. I always<br />

made sure I had a car, since I was so damned insecure. Funny, but I always felt I was<br />

held at a distance by my friends. Back in kindergarten, Tommy Franklin was my best<br />

friend. During grade school, Denny Costello was my best friend. <strong>At</strong> Otto, then at<br />

Sexton, Bob Chouinard was my best friend. After high school, “T” Townsend was my<br />

best friend.<br />

In every case, I always felt, although those guys were my best friends, I was never<br />

their best friend. It‟s like I was allowed to come along, but nobody would‟ve missed me<br />

if I hadn‟t been there. To this day, the only times I‟ve ever felt the feeling was mutual<br />

was with my dogs, three in particular.<br />

Punky Beagle was the best damned rabbit hunter ever born. She loved me and<br />

was my best friend. Thug, aka Thuggerton Quincy Cady, Esq., was my best friend. He<br />

often risked his life for mine. You‟ll hear about him in a while. Movuggah, my Irish<br />

Leviticus, Limited 33-0505963

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