Thirty years ago today
I got up to the job site at 9:00 on a Saturday and Ralph was already there. We went for lunch at O'Toole's. The six and a half hour job went quick and afterwards Ralph gave us a ride. But the other guys were being facetious and so he let them out at Finch and Leslie but took me all the way to the subway. I would be working on Sunday for a few hours as well.
I was broke.
After dinner and reading the papers I called Nancy. She told me she would be seeing a midwife on Monday but wasn't sure if she wanted me to come.
My place was infested with cockroaches.
I decided not to shave or shower. It took so long to read all the news about the war that I didn't have time for anything else. Even to look for work.
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