Apartment 643 (part 3)

So I was telling you about my roommate Slater in Hickory, and then got sidetracked by the story of me and Joyce and the Parrots’ Labor Day cookout. (That turned out okay, once Joyce calmed down from her jealousass reaction to some of the other girlfriends there. I just let her go on until she … Continue reading Apartment 643 (part 3) →

Apartment 643 (part 2)

During my year playing ball in Hickory, one of my two roommates was a kid who’d been drafted out of high school. Name: Slater Hughes. Position: 1st base. His mother controlled his entire life so he never had one. She not only came with him to Hickory, but she stayed in our apartment for a … Continue reading Apartment 643 (part 2) →