I might as well mention the derelict that had sparkley in his afternoon
dream that had to come tell me rather round about i had hit dead ctr
square into the best dream he ever had cant look me square in the face
ever after.

A wealthy politicans judges lawyers son top private school in america
and best university a preppy whose parents got divorced dumped him as a
liability to eachs income with no continuing support and legaly dumpd
him into a state hospital to seal off any lawsuits to either . From
about 21 or so years old living under freeways BA deggree straight A
type expert in various languages etc letters and science horsemanship. A
very hard life very much spent looking for something better and a rugged
apearrence polished speach likable....thats why i believe him he
wouldnt lie. He has always had nothing more than a sack of dirty
clothes.

I had met him twenty years or even longer before as a policeman your
basic flipped out cop chased me around a telephone pole trying to put a
bullet in my head for kicks and me trying to get him first a pole in
between he turned the corner late at night the cop holstered the gun and
i got in range to take out the cop for keeps a now chance....the cop
said some cop crap left the scene....The next time he pulled that his
second almost third questionable police shooting they fired him. So i
was younger than this tramp he left and over the years i was polite to
him. He was mixed as a friend but likable enjoyable but peculiar....i
met his family all superficial types remarrieds no bagage as they say
excuses clean upstanding types. The kid this dreamer says he was having
issues wrong place wrong time push shove down came the shove..JD

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