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Show 58 and a bunch of money He xaaxxxxxaii piled us all into his Studebaker Rainbow, even Helen with Andrew and Joseph on her lap, and took us down to the Sanida store aaxa across the street from the junkyard. We all had ice cream cones from hard ice cream, stored in big cold vats. Helen loved ice cream, especially maple walnut, but milk gave her gas so Neda ate most of Helen's cone and half of Andrew's too. Red ate half of Joseph's. Then we all went upstairs where the store owner, Dutch Hogan, stored all the stuffed animals from his big game hunting days and kept them on display, xkaxx There were zebra heads and gazelle heads and lion heads, elephant tusks, rhino horns, big fat elephant feet. Stuffed leopards. Red licked his cone. "Reminds me of my dining room," he said. Helen didn't even answer him. She said, "We could use some new linoleum in the kitchen. I'd like to tear the linoleum out upstairs too and put carpeting in the bedrooms and hallway. I'd like it in the bathroom too." We only had one little xxax silver steam ixxaaxa radiator in the whole upstairs and Helen was always complaining about her feet in the winter. She was anemic, she said. She had 'ab-' blood. She couldn't give it to anybody but she was a universal xxxx receiver, which was just the opposite of Red, at least in terms of blood. Red had high blood pressure and was hot all the time x and couldn't take hlood from anybody but his own kind. Red told us about a book he read by Ernest Hemmingway about kxx big game hunting and how Hemmingway road around in jeeps in Africa and got drunk and shot animals all day. H "Ug," said Neda, and put the last of her ixaxxxBaMxaaxaxxxxiXaxxxxxxxxxxxxx*xx£xxBx second ice cream cone in-the zebra's face. But it was the quietest xxx. year for a long time. Red bov/led and read and brought home ice cream. On Friday nights he bought cartons of Pepsi Cola and bags of potato chips and let us all stay up and watch "Cimmaron City" until 11 o'clock. Red didn't drink Pepsi and he didn't watch "Cimmaron City". He sat next to the TV and read Look Homeward Angel. Before Christmas he stopped working at the Forge and got a job selling porcelain enamel through a contact he made during a bowling tournament in Cleveland. |