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

Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 97
but it‟s slipped my mind. I think it was Mr. Rosenraad. In any event, he saw me as he
was leaving the building and told me what he‟d done. He said they were on to me now,
and I‟d be very sorry when I tried pulling the same crap here I did while I was at Otto.
Believe it or not, I paid attention to what he told me. I vowed to myself I‟d do
whatever I had to do to stay out of trouble. Promised myself I‟d get good grades. I
didn‟t want to be the worthless loser he said I was. Well, my good wishes and a quarter
would get me coffee all over town at that time.
There‟s a guy I we all know about, a real nasty prick named Murphy, who created
a set of laws. In my lifetime, I‟ve violated every last one of them, more than once or
twice. Murphy was just getting started with Bill when I made myself all those fervent
promises.
I know I lasted longer than anyone would‟ve thought possible, because I kept it
under control until the very last day of the first marking period. That‟s six weeks, and I
thought I did a magnanimous job, especially with my deportment.
There was an LB, also a sophomore, named Terrell Husband, who also started at
Sexton that year. He was an asshole, a bully, and a punk. He was also big. At least five-
ten, two-twenty-five, and strong. He also fit the stereotype of the LB who isn‟t all that
mentally keen, if you get my drift.
One day, very early in the semester, it got started. I believe it was still the first
week of school. I was talking with some kids in a hallway on the second floor when I
turned to leave and accidentally bumped into Terrell.
I remembered right away about being nice, polite, and courteous. Unfortunately, I
overdid it with Terrell. After I apologized profusely, he decided this big white boy was
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