More about the Neighborhood Bad Man
This story reflects back to the young man in my last post. It is another example of why he was considered the neighborhood bad man.
The young man usually had no job but for a short time he did work for the City Highway Department, which was where my Dad worked.
My Dad related this story to us one day:
There was a family of about seven people who lived in a rundown shack of only two rooms, which was located in a cow pasture about a half mile behind our home. The family was of a questionable reputation. The man was in and out all the time and the woman was home most of the time. The kids were in and out all of the time during the day. Some of them were in school. I know about their comings and goings because they had to walk very close to our house to get to the main street when they went anywhere, sometimes very late at night.
Our bad man told his coworkers that he had gone to the house one afternoon--why, he did not say--and knocked on the door of the shack. The woman called out to him that the door was unlocked and she was taking a bath but he should just come on in anyway. He said, "Even if you are taking a bath?" She replied, "Yes."
One coworker asked, "Did you go in?" The bad man replied, "Yeah, I did!"
We can only imagine what happened after that! I just hope that any kids that were home were taking a nap.
posted by kyra lafain @ 11/01/2010 12:30:00 PM
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