We ended the softball season on a high note, giving Rollie a couple of trophies to put behind the counter. Pete, Little Joe, Bobby, and Butch joined the Mexican Bowling League on Sundays. I wanted to, but closing the pool hall on weekends was a priority I couldn’t give up. We had gone back to carpooling for the last weeks of the season. Both Larry and I had given our cars back to the credit union. Having been laid off since January, I couldn’t afford the car payments and insurance.
It really wasn’t that bad. I walked to the pool hall, and if I needed a ride, both Augie and Mike would loan me their car. While playing ball, I tried to ride with Augie as much as possible, trying to stay far away from Joyce.
I talked to Jeannie almost every Friday and Sunday while playing ball. I think she u
