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of the prison and there would be sitting a hundred or so cons including Cody
probably all proud in the front row - And I would begin by telling them I
had been in jail myself once and that I had no right nevertheless to lecture
them on religion - But they're all lonely prisoners and dont care what I
talk about - The whole thing arranged, in any case, and on the big morning
I wake up instead dead drunk on a floor, it's already noon and too late,
Dave Wain is on the floor also, Willie's parked outside to take us to
Quentin for the lecture but it's too late - But now Cody says "It's alright
old buddy I understand" - Altho our friend Irwin had done it, lectured
there, but Irwin can do all sorta things like that being more social than I
am and capable of going in there as he did and reading his wildest poems
which set the prison yard humming with excitement tho I think he shouldna
done it after all because I say just to show up for any reason except
visiting inside a prison is still SIGNIFYING - And I tell this to Cody who
ponders a chess problem and says "Drinkin again, hey? " (if there's anything
he hates is to see me drink).
We help him push his Nash down the street, then drink awhile and talk
with Evelyn a beautiful blonde woman that young Ron Blake wants and even
Dave Wain wants but she's got her mind on other things and taking care of
the children who have to go to school and dancing classes in the morning and
hardly gets a word in edgewise anyway as we all yak and yell like fools to
impress her tho all she really wants is to be alone with me to talk about
Cody and his latest soul.
Which includes the fact of Billie Dabney his mistress who has
threatened to take Cody away completely from Evelyn, as I'll show later.
So we do go out to the San Jose highway to watch Cody recap tires -
There he is wearing goggles working like Vulcan at his forge, throwing tires
all over the place with fantastic strength, the good ones high up on a pile,
"This one's no good" down on another, bing, bang, talking all the time a
long fantastic lecture on tire recapping which has Dave Wain marvel with
amazement - ('My God he can do all that and even explain while he's doing
it') - But I just mention in connection with the fact that Dave Wain now
realizes why I've always loved Cody... Expecting to see a bitter ex con he
sees instead a martyr of the American Night in goggles in some dreary tire
shop at 2 A. M. making fellows laugh with joy with his funny explanations
yet at the same time to a T performing every bit of the work he's being paid
for - Rushing up and ripping tires off car wheels with a jicklo, clang,
throwing it on the machine, starting up big roaring steams but yelling
explanations over that, darting, bending, flinging, flaying, till Dave Wain
said he thought he was going to die laughing or cry right there on the spot.
So we drive back to town and go to the mad boarding-house to drink some
more and I pass out dead drunk on the floor as usual in that house, waking
up in the morning groaning far from my clean cot on the porch in Big Sur No
bluejays yakking for me to wake up any more, no gurgling creek, I'm back in
the grooky city and I'm trapped.


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