Bill's Stories

Vaughn was in the same compartment i was in so as they say he was a shipmate and a loyal friend. How he could even stand me is hard to beleive. I am almost ashamed to admit the cruel things i did him, god he was a good sport. He had chronic seasickness whenever the ship rolled to severely and would lay in his bunk and only eat soda crackers, he was not the only one in this particular storm a lot of guys laid in their bunks only getting out of bed to eat. For a long time out to sea you get bored and sometimes just mean. We have just heard chow time announced over the p a system and as we head over to the mess hall just as i pass his bunk his head peered over his pillow and he said in a meek barely audible voice rasey crackers please as he handed me a bowl that he kept in his bunk. I don’t think he had eaten for a few days, and i snapped back get your own damn crackers you always get sick, all the time knowing he could not help it as i walked away his head collapsed in his pillow in despair. I remember i did bring him some back, and he was always so appreciativel and i always let him know that this was the last time,and deep down knowing what a jerk i being. In that same storm i recall, going to the mid watch and saw a guy hanging over the side, it was the port lookout. His headphones were wrapped around his neck and shoulders. He reeked of vomit and he did not seem real happy to be alive, he was also a guy in my compartment his name is dagastino. The only thing you had to do in a storm like this is stand watch, work would resume after it settled down. The sea has calmed and it is cold and about five of us were standing on the second deck, all of us had our fowl weather gear on. We were just having conversation when all of a sudden vaughn came up and he was fiddling around with his boswains knife, suddenly he threw it at my boot it bounced off my boot and he said these boots are tough as he threw it again. Once again it bounced off rasey these boots are tough i dont think a knife can even penetrate these boots, i pulled out my knife and threw it at his boot it went through the boot and the top of his foot stuck in the deck,oh god what have i done. Then as i pulled out the knife blood squirted out the top of the boot about a foot in the air i had a venus vein making the sound of paint coming out of an aeresol can. Vaughn went to sick bay and told the ship’s doctor he accidentally shoved a knife in his foot. The next thing i did to him i am having trouble writing down, it is something quite irresponsible to say the least. It was about seven in the evening and about five of us have just come up to our compartments after taking a shower we only had shorts and an a teeshirt on vaughn was standing across from me, always shaved with a straight razor, grabbed it making sure the blade was folded in it’s sheath but not knowing the sheath on a straight razor is hollow on the other side. I pretended i was a black man and calling him names take this whitey, all the time touching him with the back of the sheath going over his entire torso as fast as zorro makes a z when i stopped blood appeared every where, i learned later i cut his back and chest about thirty times, the doctor told vaughn it missed his lungs by a fraction of an inch. Vaughn told he fell down the stairwell. I probably would have been court martialed. Vaughn was quite a guy. We remained friends throughout our time in the navy. I must admit i did not give him a lot of reasons to bond a friendship.

We are living in hawthorne’ and i am around five or six years old. There was a vacant lot across the street from our house, and in the lot lived trapdoor spiders, and my sister dorothy and i would seek out there trapdoor and capture them in a unique way. There door was in the shape of a half moon, about half the size of a silver dollar. The spider has the same shape as a black widow, but much larger. There body is completely black, the sac is about the size of a playing marble, very vicious looking. The tools we used to capture them is a nail and a jar of water. When you find it’s door you saturate it with water, and you gently pry the door open, now you are looking down a hole about circumference of a quarter with the wall shining with a glossy webbed material that covered the tube completely. The tube curved at the bottom and went back about another six inches. Now you pour the water down the shaft and after it is saturated completely you begin slowly twisting the the door and as you twist trapdoor the casing on the shaft begins coming off. After twisting for several minutes the webbing goes all the way to the bottom trapping the spider in it’s own web. You release the spiders in a jar and go to the next door you find. After you tire out you take you’re prized catch home and decide what you’re going to do with them. I being a boy with testosterone running through my body did the only thing that our d n a programmed us to do i burned them alive over a fire i would make in our field next-door. I watched them dance on a sheet of metal. Hey that’s what boys are. I don’t know why i am even telling this story it’s just something that i remember.

This is my favorite story of all, these guys were my bosses while i was on the deck force. I will start with Henser i suspect he was polish by accent, did not know how to cuss like most people. He had little respect for anybody that he out ranked. I teased these three guys unmercifully and they could not stand the sight of me. As would pass by you on deck he often would greet you by saying Hi little shit baby snot. His voice as I can best explain sounded like someone who was talking while yawning. Try talking while yawning by saying Hi little baby snot shit boy and i promise you you have a perfect mimic of his voice. He was only a second class petty officer, but to his credit he was a hard working guy. The favorite memory i have of him is when i was going on leave for thirty days he yelled out as i was walking down the gangplank hey rasey going home to see your mommy you little snot nose brat. I rember yelling back,im going to see your sister. The next guy was woosley he was the most peculiar guy always so serious, i don’t think i ever heard him laugh except he gleam a smile when he thought he had done something to make you mad or hurt your feelings, he had an ability to make you hate him. He could not look you in the eye he was a sinister guy. I remember this guy across from my bunk, i don’t recall his name but he had just bought a new pair of shoes and in the morning when we got up someone had peed in his new shoes of course i was always clowning around so he thought it was me. I told him i did not pee in your shoes but he was convinced i did,im sorry i didn’t think of it or i might of. So he told woosley i had peed in his new shoes. So as woosley took roll call as he called names when he got to my name, he said rasey did you pee in his shoes,never looking at me, no i answered but of course he did not believe that for one minute. I never did find out who the phantom pee guy was. After roll call woosley would assign you the work you would have for the day. Being on the deck force you knew what was coming either painting or scrapping off the old paint. He would get much pleasure by giving you a lousy task. There were three different types of paint, there was haze gray,dark deck,and red lead. And
a scrapper and a wire brush. If you were on his list or he just didn’t like you it was for sure that you would either get red lead or a scraper and a wire brush it was wierd the pleasure he received from something so petty. He would call off each man giving them there assignment, if you got haze gray or dark deck you were lucky as he gave out the jobs he was expressionless but if you got red lead or a scraper his face would light up like a pin ball machine and a smile of pure bliss would spread over his weird little face. He really enjoyed it more if you complained. We often would pretend that we didn’t see him when he tried to catch you loafing, we would act as if we didn’t see him and start saying complementery things about him, we say something like wow woosley has a lot of responsibilities i think he is really a nice guy, i would love to be his friend. Of course he knew we were just toying with him. Now we come to forrestall he so easily infuriated, an me the instagater when ever possible. When he got mad his face would get bright red and he would drool. I picked on him far to much, but God i was only eighteen years old, and it was so much fun. One time he was so mad at me, i don’t remember why but i rember he wanted to fight me and he jumped on my back and i pretended i didn’t know he was even on me. I think back now and am feeling lucky that i wasn’t killed while i slept.

Well i want at least one story that includes my wife joy. The year is 1967 and Joy and i have saved some money to buy a new car. We both decided to a station wagon. I remember i told her i would pick out something really nice, and then off to guarantee chevrolet. The salesman greeted me and showed me some nice station wagons, and as i pondered which one i liked best my salesman excused himself and was excited to see the new camaro. He informed me it was the first camaro to hit orange county. Big deal i thought. He drove it in the showroom, my God it was stunning, i went through some sort of false reasoning power, i said to myself let’s see we have four children three could sit in the back and joy could hold jill. Now all i can think of is this camaro coupe that is designed for two people. The seat in the back was really small, but they would not mind. The salesmen approached me and i told him my dilemma and he said let me buy you something’ to eat. We had lunch and talked about which car i should buy, after a few cocktails, i was finally thinking clearly. The camaro would definitely suit our family. As he wrote out the contract, I felt very good about the decision I made, joy will love it too. I became anxious to show her the family car I had chosen. After the few drinks wore off i began doubting my hasty decision. We met at the front door,i recall she looked at it and began saying things to me that i never had dreamed of this outcome. How could you be so stupid her anger spewed from her we have four children BILL. So being hurt from her words, i thought hey kids let’s all go for a ride in the new car,but the children were not about to go without moms blessing. Fine i said and i hopped in the new car, and said I’ll go by myself. As i headed out for my ride i was really mad,and i was almost in Riverside when i made the decision to go to Las Vegas, by the time i got there it was pretty late, and i knew joy would be worried. I called and told her where i was. Her reply was a slamming of the phone. I was in a casino called the Hacienda it was the first place you come to before you get into town. I could not quite believe how my luck was wagering bets,i was winning just about on Anything i played, i was ahead about anything i played i was ahead about twenty seven hundred, as i remember i came home with about eighteen hundred. It is about five thirty in the morning when i wanted in the bedroom, joy was still in bed. Here honey as i handed her a hundred dollar bill. Money is not going to make a difference, i am mad as hell. I handed her another hundred dollar bill, she didn’t waver,her anger, not until handing her hundred dollar bills one at a time until i reached about a thousand dollars, a broad smile broke out oh honey how much money did you win, as she let me with open arms back to bed. Mother mother. I guess the moral of this story is make sure you win if you do something like this. You better win.

I was in the 8th grade and i got this 1929 model A sedan. It was in need of a paint job. It was a joke if someone would say ‘hey what did they paint your car with a broom,’so my friends and i decided that we would paint it, so we masked off the car and using the ugliest green paint we could find, we began painting it using brooms for paint brushes. It was truly and ugly looking car when we finished. Now the car ran really great so myself and three of my friends decided to go to mexico for the weekend we would go to Tiajuana Four 8th graders going in to sin city, God we had so much fun driving there, everything was going great. I know none of us told our parents. Well here we are at the border, the guard asked me for my license, i had not planed on this. I pulled out my wallet an handed him my junior operater license, i was supposed to have an adult with me but he did not know that, but then he said why are you visiting mexico. We’re meeting our parents in the morning an d go shopping. Okay you can go on. We made it as we drove through town i noticed how many bars and we had come for that very reason. As we got out of the car we began our walk through town. Every bar was telling us to come in. This was great, but we were kinda scared to go in. Finaly we went in this one place,i remember the music was really cool, as we entered they sat us at a table, and we all ordered a beer. Hookers were coming to our table propositioning us,most of them were very aggressive. Would put their hands down your pants and give you a good feel. Wow this was great, but we knew better than to go to bed with a hooker, the good feels were great. I don’t know how long we stayed, i do recall that we had spent more than we had planned, sow headed for home. As we drove along the car had stopped running, the guy who sold the car to me had warned me that sometimes the float in the carburettor would stick. I took a wrench and tapped it. I guess it was tapped for the last time, it broke the carburettor in half. We had no knowledge of how to fix it, but we could see what was wrong, so we did the most logical thing, we wrapped black tape around it along with some wire. Everything was fine now, off we went with all problems resolved. Try to repair any car today with black tape and a piece of wire.

I was sixteen years old when i was faced with with the decision of moving to oregon to live with my brother. No one had enough room to take me in…

I only have six months to go in the navy,and instead of letting me out early they transfer me to the u s s general mann a transport ship, going to korea, and then japan. We are leaving seol korea after only being there for only six days. We are now underway to yokohama japan. We will stay for three months, i am not sure how I’ll feel about japanese people, it has only been about nine years since the war ended, and i was not sure how they felt about us. My concern ended as walked the streets, people were so friendly. After about three days i was introduced to a young lady who was so pretty We started dating. Her parents were great and everyone spoke english. One night i went over to her house and was greeted by jasmine, i asked her what she wanted to do tonight. She said her parents are waiting for us in their large jacuzzi, as i walked in her father greeted me. He and his wife had wanted us to come in and then have dinner with them. Before i could say a word jasmine was undressing. I felt very awkward, but what the hell. I was almost undressed everyone was in as walked towards the steps,my foot went into the hottest damn water i have ever felt. I walked around the pool desperate to get in, dear God how do they stand it. I walked to the steps again i was up to my ankles but i swear to god i knew my ankles were on fire, i once again strolled around the pool, by this time everyone was laughing so hard, I thought what the hell and began laughing too. I finally inched my ln, it took me about ten minutes to finally get in. Once i was in i swear to you its the hottest water i have ever been in. I think back now and knew they wanted me to marry her
she so talented she spoke three languages. I guess a lot of service men married japanese gals, but i had no intention of getting married. The day i left i felt guilty, but her emotion made me feel that way. I still think back of running around the jaucuzi trying to find a cool spot. I am glad nobody had a home movie of it.

Boot camp has come to an end and our orders are on the bulletin board. Everyone knows exactly what kind of ship there going on except me and a ship mate who has the same orders as me. It says we will report to Boston Massachusetts and report to AGB5 the name of the ship is the Staten island, not one person knew what agb5 stood for. Finaly a chief petty officer told us it is a jeep carrier, and goes to korea every month, and is one of the most dangerous ships in the fleet, he got my attention. I left san diego it was in the nineties, we landed in boston it was ten degrees. We were told to report to the Chandler’it was a ship that was not in service anymore it was for housing sailors waiting for repairs on the ship they were assigned, my case it was A G B 5. About an hour had passed and a officer came by and called all the men assigned to the Staten Island to come outside and line up. My god three hundred and fifty sailors lined up. Welcome men all personal report to pier 9 for duty at six a m he also informed us our ship was an icebreaker, and a g b 5 was airinautical glacier breaker. Oh well at least it’s not a jeep carrier. I won’t be going to korea in an icebreaker. As we approached our ship in the morning it was about the same length as a destroyer, but wider. As it turns out we had loaned this ship to the russians, believe me they are not very educated in cleanliness. The cleanup begins, becasue of the extreme change of weather, from california to boston i awake with the flu. It keeps me in bed for several days. Now to make matters worse i have an abscess tooth. I finally heal up. Just getting out of boot camp you get all the crappy jobs. The russians had kept goats, sheep and chickens and god knows what else all of them kept in the foward head After several weeks of scrapping and painting we are getting close to leaving, i have made a friend’s and one guy named Henry god he was a funny guy. The toilet on the chandler was a long trouth with seating for about twenty seats for those going number two and water would constantly stream down one end and exit down the other, Henry lit a news paper on fire and as it went under each mans but they would jump up or your butt world get burned. Finaly all the crap from the animals the russians had left are freshly painted. We ran a little behind schedule ask there is still much work to be done, will be done when we’re out to sea. As our ship leaves the dock,it rolls even in the harbor. The bottom of the ship is shaped like a football, i am feeling a little soon were full speed ahead in the atlantic ocean headed for a radar station in the arctic, the nameof the station is called Alert. It is the first-time that and icebreaker would try to go that close north. The ship is heading north at a top speed of fourteen knots. The sea is very rough, it is so bad you have to change all the things you do. Walking, eating, sleeping it was wierd. We are approaching greenland, and we get to spend a little time here. There is mail waiting for us. A shipmateof ours apparently got a dearjohn letter. Later on in the cruise he jumped over the stern of the ship in the middle of the night taking his life in the chilling icey arctic sea. He was on watch. The guy who his releif,informed the officer on deck and the decision was made to not turn around, the water would take his life in minutes and it was night time. My mail was all happy. A good friend of mine always wrote to me quite often we had read the book Gods little acres which was one of the first really explicit sex novel in the late forties. We read it in the sixth grade. One chapter the lead character in book his name was will and when the lady he was dating finally submited to him she said take me willl say no words just take me. So jim and i at the end of each letter draw a nasty little picture that we called take me pictures they always would be of anything from a naked old man saying some nasty remark. We proudly called them take me pictures. I remember oneof the pictures jim had sent me was a guy naked and everything exaggerated saying to his basketball coach let me go in coach i have hair under my arms. Always with our pattened logo take me. It could be of any thing nasty but had to be funny. Jim was a master at it. I miss reading take me pictures.

Well as i recall i am five years old and i have a goat, it just getting dark out side. I have not been able to find my goat. Suddenly my brother kenneth came in and informed me that dad had killed the goat a few minutes ago. I was really quite upset and was crying. Kenneth went outside again and returned later with something in his hand. He handed me the windpipe of my goat, told me that dad said if i blow it just right, it will make the sound of my goat so that way your goat will allways be with you. I began blowing on it but nothing came out. I said it does not work,my brother kenneth said you have to blow on it just right, and told me not to give up, so i kept trying. I am now seventy eight years old and i still can’t get it to work.

Im living in Hermosa beach, and i am in the third grade, the war is still going on, and all of us are worried about my brother harold. He is on a mine sweeper somewhere in saipan. The house we are renting is thirty five dollars a month I remember that becasue everyone thought it was outrageous. The house belongs to the state, it was owned by a japanese family that is in a holding camp. They must have been taken in a hurry, becasue a lot of things were left behind. The garage was full of things that were obviously related to a florist business they must have owned. We lived in the house for several years, i guess they were screwed out their property. It is off to school for me, i liked going, to school, i remember one day i was playing on the monkey bars and a boy began telling me about how i came into this world. He said my father and mom had sex well needless to say that those were fighting
words my mom would never do something so disgusting. So i challenged him to fight me after school. The entire class showed up to see me beat him up,and now maybe he will stop spreading lies. I have a job selling news papers, Herald express. Japan has surrendered, people were grabbing papers so fast,everyone was so excited. It was not to long after that, Germany surrendered. I am very happy in this school. As i go forward i am now in the sixth grade,and my teacher announced to the class that president Rosevelt,had died. We bowed our heads for a moment of silence. I must also brag that a few weeks later she announced that i the only boy in the schools history to play on the varsity basketball team, all the rest were in the eighth grade. My mom seemed to fail for all my pranks, she asked me why all of us boys would raise our middle finger at each other, what does it mean she asked. I said it is the way you greet your friends. My friend jack bivens came over a few days later and she stuck out her middle finger and said hi jack.

It was just about a week to go and then school would start and i was going to be in the first grade, i was excited to see all my friends but My sister Dorothy told me she knew the teacher i was going to get, and said she is really mean. I remember how shocked i was. I could not get it off my mind. By the time school was to start i was a nervous wreck, i knew the teacher would kill me. I got up for school in the morning.my mom packed my lunch, and left the house knowing full well i was not going, because i don’t want to die. I informed my sister Dorothy i am going to walk with a friend. Then a plan came to me, i knew a tree that had a little tree house, this was great, i had food and shelter, and i walked i walked around every once in awhile. I would walk home at the same time as the kids were walking home from school. Things were going great for a full week,but i was getting bored,so i scouted around for a new place to stay and i found this really neat hedge that had a space inside,a perfect cutout for me. I was going on my second week, ahh this is the life. I started for home and when i got there everyone was sitting in the living room, oh God, i hope they don’t know that i haven’t been going to school. Be calm i told myself. And how was school my mother asked? Fine i said. What did you do in class today asked my brother Harold. We drew pictures today i answered. That’s not true is it, now don’t lie to me. Harold was the boss, since my dad no longer lived with us and Harold was the breadwinner. The school informed us that you have not been in there for two weeks. After much interrogation i finally cracked, and spilled my guts and got a spanking.

Need I was stationed in Boston, I was on liberty. It’s about three in the morning, and the waldorf cafeteria is open all night. I am going in to have breakfast with a girl, as we walked through the lane to order our breakfast, we were greeted by the cook whom was the only one running the whole place he took took our money and began cooking our breakfast. We were the only ones in the restaurant, our order was ready, and you pick up the food on a tray and take it to your table. We had just begun to eat, when two guys walked in. They looked to be in there thirties, and we could hear them order bacon and eggs. The one guy said i would like marmalade on my toast. The cook said look buddy we are out of marmalade, and i would have to go over to the pantry and open a large can of marmalade just for you, so i suggest you have what’s there, either strawberry or grape because i am not going to open a can just for you. The man said okay I’ll have strawberry. Both sat at there table waiting for there breakfast. The cook called out to them your order is ready. As they started to eat, the one guy said to his friend, your paying almost three dollars for your bacon and eggs and you can’t have marmalade for your toast, that’s ridiculous, if i wanted marmalade i would demand he open a new can. You paid three dollars for your breakfast, so you deserve marmalade. It is a simple request. The guy agreed with him, and got up. And calmly walked up to the cook and said in a demanding voice, I insist on some marmalade for my toast. Well you can insist all you want, but i am not going to open a can just for you. What happened then was the guy jumped over the counter and they began to fight. It did not last very long as the cook broke a large platter over the guys head, blood flowed from his head. I stayed to help until the ambulance arrived, as they wheeled him out on a stretcher, the guy opened his eyes, and i heard him murmur, all I wanted is some marmalade.

I thought things on liberty are kind of funny for example one nite i was on my way back to the ship i was hitchhiking and a gay guy picked me up and gave me a ride when i was getting out he offered to give me sex, i said no i like girls he then asked me if he could throw pingpong balls at my butt i said no and began laughing and when i walked aboard i was still laughing and the chief on watch asked me what was i laughing at an when i told him about the ping-pong balls he said yeah i have run into those guys before. That made it even funnier. Another time i walked into a bar and dance place there was a gal sitting at the bar as i began to sit down she glanced at me and gave me a big smile. I said a few words and things were going great, so i said i like your smile she immediately went into a rage and said how dare you talk to me like that i asked her she thought i said, you know what you said and actually had tears in her eyes by this time the bartender came over and asked me to leave. Oh well. Another time i was in japan and three guys on our ship was running from the shore patrol and we had to run from them too cause they thought we were with them.

I am five years old and in kindergarten, it is about one mile to school and my sister Dorothy and I usually walk together. I know this particular day i walked home by myself, as i left school that day headed for home i remember thinking i should go to the bathroom, but knowing more than mother nature i decided to just hurry and go number two when i get home. I was about half way home when i knew i was in trouble. Stay calm i told myself. Oh God please don’t let me crap my pants. I was about four blocks from my house when it let go. Now i had to walk very carefully or it would come rolling out my pant leg. Every step was a chore to keep it inside walked slowly every thing was working out okay i had only one more block to go, but then my heart almost stopped when i saw our neighbors sitting on there porch. They will know i craped my pants. Don’t panic i told myself, think and then it came to me, i have to disguise myself, so i scrunched my face up in the best scrunch possible as i walked past there house i could hear them laughing, but thank god they didn’t know it was me.

The weekend was here and the rasey’s are going to forrest falls. We had a car that is called an Anglia it is a ford car,made for the the u k they stopped production of them around nineteen sixty. It was a four cylinder and looked like a small ford. We had the model they called the Estate, that resembled a s u v. And off we go to have fun, picnicking and just being together. This car was not what you would call a great hill climber, we were almost there, forest falls was just over this hill, the kids were excited, but this hill was pretty steep. The whole experience of getting over this hill,reminds me the little train that climbed up the hill saying, i think i can,i think i can and finally makes it. I got a good running start and it looked like we’re gonna make it,i shifted to the lowest gear i knew we needed help,told the kids get out and push they tried as much as they could, but just about fifteen feet more is all we needed, i told the kids to stay at the top of the hill i would get a better run at it and when it then we will push it over the top and then coast down the hill and be at forest falls. We tried three times, the third time a loud noise it was a hose bursting from the radiator. This would not ruin anything, it was only a small thing for the Rasey’s. I tried to cut the hose and told the kids to take coke cans and fill them with water down at a creek nearby. Once again the hose burst. Finally we had to coast down the hill to this gas station, and yes it was closed, but there on the ground was a garden hose that was exactly the same circumference to fit, the radiator and get us over,this mount everest hill. The man at the station was closed but he said we could cut the hose. The kids went to top of the hill waiting anxiously i got the best running start, it chugged up as fast as the little four cylinders could take us. This time we were triumphant. Thank you lord. We had fun that day,and had another episode of stories to tell our grandchildren and anybody else who would listen. We started out to have lunch picnic and ended up having a picnic dinner.

I am in a dinner house and i am bartending about four guys walked up to the bar all of them clad in motorcycles garb all them were kind of flaky looking. They ordered drinks and began to talk and unfortunately they used the f word in every sentence. People were dining across from the bar, there was a partition but they were talking pretty loud i said hey guys hold the cussing down and one of the guys said are you going to beat us up if we don’t i said i don’t get paid to fight i just asking you to tone it down and one of the guys said oh you sound like a tough guy were scared they all laughed. The I excused myself and went in the bathroom to calm down, looked in the mirror and splashed water on my face i walked back in the bar prepared for the worse. They to my surprise said hey man were leaving and apologized for any problem they caused. No problem i said, but thinking to myself so long asshole. After they left i went over to drink the coke i had in my station not knowing they had laced my drink with drugs. After drinking most of it a sudden feeling of power came over me i was invincible i held the power of a wizard. I walked outside and i felt cold so i said let there be fire and immediately the flames lit up the sidewalk and i felt the warmth of the flames i now know that i am a God i felt like that for awhile and then all my powers turned to a deep fear i was paranoid they are after me the police and the f b i i came to a phone booth i managed to put a quarter in the slot but the phone kept moving, what’s happening to me i thought why is everyone after me. After an employee of burger king helped me i said joy come quick i am in trouble. When she arrived i got in the car and jumped in the back seat so noboday could see me. I was very confused. I jumped in bed and put the covers over my head suddenly there was something on my bed i pulled the cover from my head and my god their’s two gremlins about eighteen inches tall with sharp teeth and little horns protruding from the top of their heads. It was really scary because they were so real. They kept trying to get under my covers. Then i thought wait bill there is no way they could be real if they are real i can touch them and i thought how clever i am to think so logically so i put out my finger and to my surprise i actually touched his body that scared the hell out of me and i covered myself tightly and could still hear them gibbering strange noises and tugging on the covers. Finally i managed to get to sleep and in the morning i went to the Police station and talked to a detective whom i knew he informed me the same guys did the same thing to a bartender at the warner house and he almost died. They also said it was either l s d or p c p i had about four flash backs in a sixth month period so now you know a hardcore drugie. Now if you’d excuse me im going to go rob a gas station so i can afford my next fix

I will never forget the time charlie and i bought nine of the finest elephant’s money could buy, well sir we were forced to buy these elephant’s, the circus people were going broke so charlie and i bought them well sir if didn’t those elephant’s would starve to death. Well sir we began training them charlie was quite good at training and after a year charlie and i had taught them to do more tricks, charlie peppers and i worked a lot of hours and charlie and i would make a lot of money when the new owners could see all of the new tricks charlie and i taught them to do. We going to make a profit of thirty thousand dollars but those damn ungrateful elephant’s would make sure that we won’t make a dime. Well sir we going to get our check but charlie and me wanted them to see this one thing more that we taught them when would walk into the new place they would be staying,, all nine elephant’s would walk in the gate holding each others tail and after they entered charlie and i would get our money. We called every one to see them, well as they were going in this gate the elephants were taught to hold each other’s tail well sir we proudly watched them go through the gate when suddenly the last elephant in line tripped and ripped eight asses off the ones in the front. Well sir we lost a lot of money.

I am going to central grade school, this is where jim maxwell and i have been transferred to. I did not think that i would like central, it will turn out to be the the most wonderful step in my teen life. It was something special for those who were in our circle of friends, each one of them were successfull, not just with money, but each by there integrity, and character. It is truly the highlight of my life to know each one of them. God we had so much fun. I look back and i was pretty much of a bully, and said hurtful things to people i really cared for. In spite of my failures i had the best times of my entire life. I am writing my first mushy story, hope you who read this understand why. I have the time now to look back at my life and maybe express the most wonderful times. It was always important for me to make all of you laugh. We had a basketball team that was unmatched by any team in any district. We had a great time in those days. I treasure each moment with all of them that shared a bond of friendship with me. Especially,Jim maxwell, Ernie, Denny, and the list goes on and on. I cherish those days. Jim i am going to have stem cell injections, they use my stem cells, i am going to Israel, or Mexico. I hope to go by the end of august. I will let you know the results.

Im living in Hermosa beach, and i am in the third grade, the war is still going on, and all of us are worried about my brother harold. He is on a mine sweeper somewhere in saipan. The house we are renting is thirty five dollars a month I remember that becasue everyone thought it was outrageous. The house belongs to the state, it was owned by a japanese family that is in a holding camp. They must have been taken in a hurry, becasue a lot of things were left behind. The garage was full of things that were obviously related to a florist business they must have owned. We lived in the house for several years, i guess they were screwed out their property. It is off to school for me, i liked going, to school, i remember one day i was playing on the monkey bars and a boy began telling me about how i came into this world. He told me what my father and my mom had done, needless to say that those were fighting words my mom would never do something so disgusting. So i challenged him to fight me after school. The entire class showed up to see me beat him up,and now maybe he will stop spreading lies. I have a job selling news papers, Herald express. Japan has surrendered, people were grabbing papers so fast,everyone was so excited. It was not to long after that, Germany surrendered. I am very happy in this school. As i go forward i am now in the sixth grade,and my teacher announced to the class that president Rosevelt,had died. We bowed our heads for a moment of silence. I must also brag that a few weeks later she announced that i the only boy in the schools history to play on the varsity basketball team, all the rest were in the eighth grade. My mom seemed to fall for all my pranks, she asked me why all of us boys would raise our middle finger at each other, what does it mean she asked. I said it is the way you greet your friends. My friend jack bivens came over a few days later and she stuck out her middle finger and said hi jack. If my mom ever tried to spank me i would run up to her and hug her so she could not swing and spank me one time she got a good swing in and hit me i pretended i had hit my head she said are you okay they’re was nothing but silence as she poked and prodded me i didn’t move i was putting on the greatest dead act of my life. She thought i was gone, when i spurted out laughter i got up an ran. What a brat i was.

We are getting closer to alert i am standing a four hour watch five nights a week usually ihave the helm, i was trained on it about a month ago. The officer on watch would yell out the course, and you would repeat the order and stay on it until he changed it again. I must say i enjoyed the helm. The boredom of being at sea was the one thing that was a drag so we did a lot of stupid things, i was usually the ring leader. We were standing on bow the ship was rolling more than usual due to the very rough sea. Lemay a friend said, how no one could make it up the crows nest. I said it would not be to hard. He quickly said rasey I’ll give you ten bucks if you do. I started up by the time i was just half way up i sorry i was doing this. I made to the top and sat in the crows nest for awhile wondering why i was so stupid. The reason i am telling you this is because it was splashing the sea on the metal ladderand every time the ship would roll i was about fourteen degrees from the ocean. As i desended down the ladder i remember i thought he better pay me. He quickly did and i can’t begin to tell you how much of a thrill it was. In our spare time you just did anything to pass the time. I also remember everytime i had morning watch and i would blow the boson whistle over the p a system and yell over the microphone revaleee revaleee all hands report to the quarter deck for roll call. I would always add a funny remark like good morning you little babies it is time for work you litle brats,or some other stupid funny remark. It would also awaken all the officers, including the captain, they usually got a laugh out of it. I I usually imatated a voice of a movie character . Rules were strict but this type of thing was tolarated. Because everyone needed to laugh. We are now breaking through about four feet of ice it solid like this for as far as you can see, it slows the ship down to a crawl. Walruses are packed on many of the larger bergs of ice. I would steer the ship through the ice if i had the helm you’d have to zig-zag through the ice following the orders of the officer on watch, come left ten degrees, you would repeat the order and continue that course until the next change. Now the ice is getting thicker, we have hit ice about ten feet thick the Captain ordered us to shut the ship down we waited about twelve hours and the captain said let’s try it again and sure enough the ocean beneath the ice had shifted every thing around we breaking ice now. We finally have come to Alert and it was three civilians stationed here for three years. They are relieved by another three sometime next year. I transport the captain and four officers to land. As i tied the launch two eskimo dogs were chasing a lemming. They look a little like a rat, one of the dogs caught it and crunched it down, and ate it in a few gulps. Alert is the farthest any icebreaker has gone north There is an airplane that crashed here about three years ago two or three people were killed and it looks like it just happened no rust or any signs of wear because of the cold icy conditions.There is a landing strip but i sure would not want to try it. Myself and an another guy are in sitting in the work shop waiting to take the officers back to the ship,a unusual storm hits us high winds and snow really blowing about fifty miles per hour, it would stay with no let up for just under three days we had water coffee and a few soda crackers and a heater. It was the longest i have ever been without food. When we got back to the ship we ate anything put in front of us.

Angelo and i were friends for a long time in fact he lived across the street from me. We were out looking for something to do. Someone had told us about this party. When we arrived a fight had broke out. We didn’t even go in we were just about back to angelos car. When all of a sudden out of nowhere the police show up, they stop and two cops jump out blaming us for the fight. The one cop walked over to the party leaving us with the one cop holding us by our wrists, just adjacent to where we stood was a beach sand drop off as the one cop left the cop holding us foolishly walked over to the edge of the dune, angelo and i glanced at each other and with out hesitation tossed him over the dune, we not have any time to get the car so we ran as fast as we could down to the beach, as we ran closely to the ocean back towards hermosa beach it wasn’t long until about three cop cars were shining spotlights towards the edge of the water, to our surprise they could not see us, after a long walk we finally made it home. We went to get the car the next day. Angelo and i remain friends still today, he owned a casino in vegas, and lives in hawaii now. Everytime we see each other we always have to talk about that exciting evening.