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Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 329 Shortly after we arrived and I‟d parked my car out front, ready to haul ass, they had a couple hundred of us in a big room. We were all stripped to our shorts, and I felt like an idiot. I damned sure wasn‟t looking at anyone, since I didn‟t want to be labeled “a queer” and get my ass kicked by a half dozen guys at once. The sergeant told us all to squat, and every guy in the room obeyed. Except our hero, Bill Cady. The NCO strutted over to me, fully prepared to kick ass on this fuckin‟ smart mouthed bastard, but a doctor followed and listened in. The sergeant said in a gruff voice, “Boy, did you hear me when I just said for everybody to squat?” “Yes, sir! I did, sir!” “Then why the fuck are you still standin‟, boy?” “Sir, I can‟t squat, sir!” The doctor looked at my leg. “You got any steel in there, young man?” “Yes, sir! Knee to ankle, sir, and knee to hip, sir! Yes, sir, I do, sir!” He chuckled. “You don‟t have to call me „sir‟, son. I‟m just the doctor.” “Yes, sir! Doctor, sir! Yes, sir!” He looked my leg over some more, felt his way around, then wrote on the chart on his clipboard. Taking it off the clipboard, he handed it to me. “Go all the way to the end of the line and give this to the corporal at the duty station.” He began to turn, adding, “Oh, and put your clothes back on before you leave here.” “Yes, sir, Doctor, sir!” I looked pompously at all those guys, knowing damned near every one of „em was headed for Vietnam to risk his life for Shell Oil Company, then hurried to get my clothes. Leviticus, Limited 33-0505963
Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 330 Once dressed, I moved in and out and around people until I reached the corporal at the last desk. I handed him my papers and stood waiting. He looked at the papers, then back at me. Back to the papers, then to me again. Once more on the papers, then back to me, shaking his head with true regret. “Sorry, boy, you didn‟t make it.” I grabbed the paperwork he handed me. “Yahoo! „S'cuse my draft dodgin’ ass! Pardon my 4-F! Get the fuck outa my way!” I doubt like hell I seemed all that crippled as I legged it out to my car. I backed up, revved the engine to seven grand, and tore up the parking lot with my slicks as I raced away. A mile or so down the street I saw a beer store, so I stopped. Minutes later, fully equipped with a twelve-pack of Stroh‟s, I set out for a long drive home at 55 mph, but I knew my military worries were over. I‟d already lied twice to the Navy, trying to enlist, and even bullshitted the people at the Marine Corps, since they were owned by the Navy. Both turned me down. When the Army called, I decided those shit brindle green uniforms would clash badly with my piercing light blue eyes and had no more spirit to serve my country in the military. They had their chance with Bill Cady and they lost out. That‟s the way I saw it. Somehow, and I have no idea how it happened, I then met a girl in Lansing named Donna Turpin. If the last name sounds familiar, she had a sister, Connie Turpin, who was dating that guy named Al. He was the one who rented a house on East Michigan Avenue where we drank a lot, where “T” Townsend tried to divest himself of crabs by using Raid. From the very first time I ever saw Connie, I wanted her sexually. I never had a snowball‟s chance in hell, of course, but that never once got in the way of me wanting her. Heck, if she still looks that good today, I‟d still want her. Connie was a damned good looking woman, much prettier than her sister, the one I married. Leviticus, Limited 33-0505963
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