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

Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 164
Still without knowing why, I asked Bob Chouinard if he‟d like to go. He said it
sounded good, so we went to the picnic. We planned to see if any worthwhile daughters
hanging around might want to go in the bushes and swap fluids. That part was a crashing
dud. The few girls we saw were either very pretty, but way too young, or old enough and
way, way, way too damned ugly, or fat as hell. Bob and I contented ourselves with
eating about one whole chicken apiece, a huge amount of potato salad, some watermelon,
and even tried to score some beer while we were at it.
The beer was nixed, but that was okay. There‟d be a party tonight over at Doctor
Badgely‟s house. His son, Dave Badgely, a senior last year, was holding it because his
folks were out of town. Rich people and a fancy house, we knew it‟d be a blast.
Finally too full to eat anymore, turned down on the beer and knowing we‟d never
get laid, Bob and I were ready to go. We talked Mom into leaving. They took us to our
house, where I got my car. Bob and I then headed to his Grandma‟s house on Robertson.
His Grandma was in her late 70s. I‟m not sure I ever saw that old girl without a
cigarette. She just sat in her rocker and smoked all day and into the night before going to
bed. Bob‟s parents‟ house was a touch crowded. I think it had four bedrooms, but there
were five boys, two girls, and the parents who needed them. So, Bob and one of the
twins, I think it was Dan, lived at Grandma‟s. It had a huge yard that went back a couple
hundred feet.
When we arrived, some of the guys had already shown up. There were a good
dozen or more standing around talking, so we joined them. The topic was the Badgely
party that night. We were all looking forward to it with great anticipation.
A few minutes later we saw what anyone else would‟ve considered comical as
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