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15 August 2014

Wolf approached me as I entered the park. “Dennis, you won’t believe the day I had yesterday.  You remember, I left the same time as you did yesterday. Right? Well, Outcast said I should take the 198 bus. Jacques said, ‘Why not take the 8. It goes to the same place. Before it took me to the mall where my doctor is, it went here and there, nearly to the outskirts of town, then came back again. It took forty-five minutes. I was fifteen minutes late for my appointment. Then, they didn’t  have the right medication to give me. So, I had to go back to the hospital. I got fast tracked again. First, a nurse cleaned the tube for the i.v., but she couldn’t do the suction. We had to wait for a doctor. It was a female doctor, but a real doctor, just the same. She was able to extract about four inches of fluid out of my elbow. That’s a lot more than the doctor yesterday was able to take out…. So, the reason I’m saying this, and I hate to ask you, but could I have some more bus tickets?”

“Sure, Wolf.”

“Thanks, you’re a lifesaver. I think I said that to you yesterday. Anyway, I appreciate it.”

Debbie said, “Wolf, take it easy. You’re going to give yourself a heart attack.”

Wolf said, “Ordinarily,  I’d agree with you, but after spending forty-five minutes on the bus. I didn’t want to take it easy, I wanted to get to my fuckin’ appointment.  I have to go again today, but I’m not going to take the bus Jacques told me to take. I’m going to take the 198. That’ll get me there in seven minutes.

“I don’t mean to be nasty, your know I love you. I’m just stressed out. I don’t like to make plans. Plan A is: Don’t make plans. Plan B is:  Refer to Plan A.”

Outcast said, “It’s okay Wolf, we understand, you’re under a lot of stress.  Just keep it down.”

Debbie said, “We used to ride the buses all day. We’d go to the end of the line, then come back again. It’s a good way to see the city. It’s not as if we had anything else to do.”

Outcast said, “Yeah, I’ve done that. Took a seat at the very back, went through a six-pack. If anybody said anything I’d say, ‘Mind your own business!’

Jacques took an empty beer can, twisted it, then crushed it between his palms. “Wolf, you want this?”

“No, I just cleaned my place. I mopped it all with Pine-Sol, took all my empties to the Beer Store, now it’s clean.  You know me, I usually just throw the cans in Shaggy’s caboose. I’d leave plenty of room for her to ride. When we’d get home I’d dump the cans in my living room. Next day, and the day after, same thing. I don’t have carpets, just a wood floor, but it was wall to wall beer cans.  I’ve had people come to my door, they’d look around and ask, ‘How many people line here?’ I’d have to say, ‘Just me. It’s all my mess.’ Now it’s all clean and I want to keep it that way.”

Outcast asked me, “How is Joy. You visited her, didn’t you?”

Wolf said, “I saw her yesterday, when I went to the hospital.”

Outcast said,  “Well, how is she?”

“She said she’s going to be in a long time. That’s all I know. I wasn’t there as a visitor. I had my own issues. I did see her for a few minutes, but that’s all. I don’t like hospitals. My mind was on getting outside and having a beer.”

Debbie said, “Some good may come out of this. They may put Joy in assisted housing, get her out of that damp basement. So, you and Dennis should push the administration to get her a social worker to look into that.”

Wolf said, “What do you mean? I’m not going to be pushing anybody. Are you saying I should push my friend, or one of the doctors?”

“I didn’t mean that literally. I meant the administration should be informed, in a nice way, that Joy is in need of assisted housing.”

Outcast asked Wolf, “So, Jacques and I are going to dog sit. When should we expect you back? Are you going to take the forty-five minute bus, or the seven minute bus. We have to know. If you’re gone too long, one of us is going to have to go on a beer run.”

Wolf said, “I may have a problem. They may say I’m too inebriated. Wouldn’t that be a son of a bitch?”