Chapter 6The rest of the week is kind of a blur, but I managed to get my uncle’s pickup outta the garage. It worked pretty good for an old truck, and it sure was better than the bicycle. Most of the rest of the time I spent in one bar or the other. I got into too many fights at the Lazy Eight and got barred out for a while. There were two more beer halls in Blue Valley, so it didn’t matter too much.
Most of the time I was by myself, but a couple of nights my uncle went with me and drank up some of my money. I remember one night I met this guy, don’t remember his name, but I called him Long Face because his head was narrow and that made it look long. It wasn’t ugly or nothing, matter of fact, he was good-looking, but that’s the way I saw him, so that’s what I called him. Seemed like I ough
