Pat Rich at
a Bell Reunion. In my preteens years I
lived on Manget Street. Pat and his
family lived close by on the corner of Manget and Glover Streets. He is a couple years older than me. His sister Faye Rich was closer to my age.
Their yard
was a hangout, sort of like an rural street corner. It was where the local preteens and teens met
and us preteens were normally picked on or agged into fights with other preteens with the
teens doing agging. Why we kept coming
back for more, I don't know; Peer
pressure I suppose.
Once I and
Eddie N were pushed into a fight.
Eddie was challenged. He came at me with his arms swinging like a
windmill, leaving his face unguarded for a sucker punch with I took advantage
of. It broke Eddie's nose and blood went
every where.
He ran to
his grandparents house on Glover Street crying and I ran home. I was told his sister returned wanted who
assaulted her brother and she wanted to press charges. Being good peers, no one "saw anything."
Months later
the episode was forgotten and a bunch of us were playing in the loft of Eddie's
grandparents' barn. While up in the loft, one of my
"friends" reminded Eddie the time I busted his nose. He pounced on me and started choking me. I could not breath, I thought my life was
about to end.
But, luckily
enough, the plywood across the rafters were not nailed down, and as we struggled
the plywood tilted and unloaded us not to gently onto barn's dirt floor. I sprung up took off running home like a
scared rabbit.
I heard a
couple years ago that Eddie was serving time in prison for murder.
And, the
house Pat and Faye Rich lived in was burned down along with the George and Mike
Hobby's house next door for a Marietta Fire Department training exercise.
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