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So here we were without a dime, and Roger was thinking. And Gunner (his real name being Mike), he had run away from home that summer, kind of runaway, it was more like a two week runaway-vacation, he was seventeen and was fighting for the rights to stay out until Midnight instead of ten-o'clock. He'd sneak back home when mother was working, she worked at Swift's Meatpacking, as a meatpacker, and he'd steal grandpa's beer, give it to the boys in the neighborhood, and grandpa, who had kind of a stale taste for me, blamed me for the missing beer. Not sure why Mike fought for the late hours, he snuck out the attic window anyhow and stayed out till God only know when, and he'd creep back in, tell me to hush up, and not tell ma, and I never did. Of course, we all lived with my grandfather, and he worked up until he was 80th -year, so he was gone all the time too. Anyhow, Gunner would come home, take can goods and then rush off and sleep in the vacant cars at night, after the neighborhood guys got in trouble with supplying him with a bed at their homes for a week.
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