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July 27, 2007
The Chestnut Street Experience
Harry Pothead and I left the exhibition grounds that night and made our way to the red house an illegal after hours bars. Beer and conversation in a friendly atmosphere what more could one ask? We sat by the bar and before we got the first beer Harry began. He told me how hard it had been for him and how the war had destroyed his sole.
"I lost the person I use to be and the one in my head is so fucked up, I can't explain it.
I have a hard time sleeping and when I do the Dreams wake me. I spend my nights thinking about terminating myself, I no longer feel human."
I smiled and said. "It sounds like your adjusting well, can I get you a beer?"
"You don't understand and I don't know how to explain. All that I was has been fractured and weakened I am afraid of life and myself. Am I crazy?"
"You might be, I was crazy once myself"
"'What are you doing on the farm Harry?"
"Cutting pulp wood, milking cows and if I'm lucky I get to shovel shit."
The conversation lightened, we shot a few games of pool. Gordie showed up and told jokes. "Keep your day job" I told him.
"Well brother it's 5 AM and tomorrow is today so I got to go."
He thanked me for listening gave me a hug and walked off.
"See you in the funnies Gordie, I'm out of here "
Posted by kier at July 27, 2007 3:24 PM