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Show 52 hands. Red wasn't much for clobbering a dead target anyway. He was a sharpshooter in the Marines. I guess he thought I looked pretty interesting in my shoulder pads, NY Giants helmet, Prince Valiant shield, and xxxxxfea baseball mit. "Don't xxx move," he said, "I'll be right back." Red went into the back shed and came out with his cleats, handball x gloves, a Softball bat, and his bowling ball. He xxi put the softball bat straight in the air and held that bowling ball at arm's length right out in £xxxg front of him. Then he made me march in front of him and we went all about the yard singing the Notre Dame Fight Song. Red ix tapped all the fruit trees with the ball bat, xxx nice and gentle. He was getting in a pretty good mood. "What other songs do you know?" asked Red. His face was happy and redder xxx than his hair. All I knew was "Roll Ramblers Roll", the fight song of the local Catholic Rxx Prep, but Red didn't want to sing that. "How about 'Anchors Away'," said Red. "You're Uncle Jon would like that." The only part I knew of that was "Sink the Army! Sink the Army!" but that was okay with Red. We sang X "Anchors Away" all the way over to Funster's. "W-why d-d-don't you sing the M-Marine's song?" said Funster. Funly stood in back of him looking pretty skeptical, but Georgie Gorky came over from axxxax across the street with a hockey stick and a beach ball so Funly got a fishing polejand an old shot put. Stubie Stucka brought a pool stick and put a rusty basketball rim over his head and we marched down ixai the sidewalk of that side of the street singing: From the Halls of Montezuma To the shores of Tripoli We will fight our country's battles On the land and air and sea. Red said we had to say 'air* now because the Marines had airplanes in Korea. All the old people came out on their porches and we stopped off while they told Red what a good man he was and Red had to admit it, it was true. "Now isn't this just nice," said Red. "Isn't this a nice time?" Everybody agreed. Then we marched over to Stinky Jinx's house where Stinky was on the porch with his dad, Big Dick, and looking a little glum, probably because he didn't have any sports equipment. |