People never believe you!

We always had the same meal on Saturdays at Pencey. It was supposed to be a very big deal they only gave us all steak cos' our parents were meant to come on Sundays...



I didn't have a date or anything, so me and a friend of mine, Mal Brossard, that was on the wrestling team, decided we'd get the bus into AGERSTOWN and have a hamburger and maybe see a lousy movie. Neither of us even liked the movies...



... I yelled over and asked old Ackley if he wanted to go to the movies. He could hear me all right through the shower curtains, but he didn't answer me right away. He was the kind of guy who hates to answer you right away. Finally he came over, through the goddam curtains, and stood on the shower ledge and asked who was going besides me. He always had to know who was going. I swear, if that guy was shipwrecked somewhere, and you rescued him in a goddam boat, he'd want to know who the guy was that was rowing it before he'd even get in. I told him Mal Brossard was going, He said, "That bastard..." All right. Wait a second." You'd think he was doing you a big favor.

People never believe you!!!

When we got there Ackley and Brossard had both seen the picture that was playing so we ate a few hamburgers and played the pinball machine for a while before getting the bus back to Pencey.



When we got back I decided I would do that composition for Stradlater but I wasn't any good at writing about buildings or rooms. So what I did was I wrote about my brother Allie's Baseball mitt. It was a descriptive subject, it really was. He's dead now. He got Lukemia and died when we were up in Maine, on July 18, 1946. You'd have liked him...