#83 Monkey See Monkey Do

Inside, the ex-junkie was talking to my father, telling him how dangerous it would be to have a crash house open nearby . My father was deeply opposed, all “common criminals” and “think of the children”, and the ex-junkie was pretty mellow and telling what he was getting paid to tell.

Outside, his 18-yo associate was entertaining me with stories about his part in the Vietnam war. He pulled a six inch blade and waved it in front of my eyes, telling how fine it was to scalp men, and how you had to hold the blade “just so”.