Chapter 16: How Tommy Rawe Played with Others
Palm Field
August 15, 20—
8:04 A.M.
I didn’t believe Tommy when he told me wanted to go to morning football practice with me at Palm Field. In truth, he was a night owl, staying up for the longest hours, sometimes even until dawn, working the streets and making money. What he did during the post-midnight hours was not a secret. He usually read, watched television, or talked to his friends. Sometimes he went to a queer bar for a few drinks or dancing. The guy could go on just a few hours of sleep, if that. In fact, he had told me that if he overslept, he suffered from a headache; something like a migraine, but not as potent and minus the vomiting.
He did his hustling thing at night, which he didn’t keep from me or anyone else when confronte
