Check Day – 27 August 2014

Posted: August 28, 2014 in Dialog, Prose
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27 August 2014

“Dennis,” said Alphonse, “This is my friend August. He’s from Nain, on the northern coast of Labrador. That’s where I’m from as well.

“August, Dennis is a friend of ours. He helps us when he can. He’s been where we’ve been, but now he’s sober.

“Did I tell you that I’m going to be a grandfather again. I already have one granddaughter, now my daughter is three weeks pregnant. I’m so happy. When I get my life straightened out I’m going to invite her to come live with me. I can’t now because I’m living on the street.

Mariah said, “My son went to the welfare office. He filled out all the forms. Now, he’s waiting for approval. He’s going to be living with a friend. He thinks that he’ll be able to find work at one of the fast food places near where he’ll be living. He has a lot of experience.”

Alphonse said, “Mariah, if your son is looking for work, tell him to come see me.  I know a lot of people.”

“Do you know of any jobs available?”

“No, but I know a lot of people.”

“Thanks, Alphonse,” said Mariah, “I’ll keep that in mind.”

André came by carrying an etched glass picture of a Harley Davidson motorcycle. It was very detailed, even including the brand names on the tires.”

I said, “That’s great, André. Are you going to sell that?”

“Yeah, I’d like to.  I was thinking of asking forty bucks.”

Everyone said, “You could get much more than that.”

“Yeah,” said André,” but people don’t carry much cash with them. I only deal in cash, on the spot. I can go home and in five hours I can make another of these. It’s noisy, but I’ve talked to my neighbors. They said, ‘As long as you do it indoors we’ve got no problem.’ My walls are concrete and ten inches thick. I usually do my engraving in my bedroom. I don’t have neighbors on that side.

“Have I told you about my new apartment? I’ve really come a long way since I was living on the streets. I’m sharing a big two bedroom — and I mean big. I’ve got eleven bicycles on my balcony that I’m repairing. I sold one to Shark this morning for fifty bucks. He wanted it for his brother.”

Wolf yelled, “Keep that ball away from here.  Shaggy’s just gone to sleep. I don’t want her riled up again.”

Outcast was kicking a small inflated ball around and Buck’s dog was chasing it. “Wolf, keep your mouth shut. I’ll kick this ball wherever I want.” Dillinger seemed to be really enjoying the exercise. Buck looked on, indifferently.

Mary said to me, “My mom, here, is inebriated. She’s passed out.”

Chester vomited. “Christ, Chester, you could have done that somewhere else. Now we’ve got two we have to babysit.”

Jacques said, “It’s because he was drinking that sherry. He was okay before that.” He was drinking out of a mason jar with a sock wrapped around it. He explained to me, “If the cops come around, and don’t see any open liquor, they’ll just ride past.”

I asked, “Don’t you think they’ll be suspicious, seeing you drinking out of a sock?”

Mary said to me, “Did I show you the necklace that Jacques gave me. It’s a locket. I’m going to put my niece’s picture in it. I’ll show you the one he gave my mom.” She reached around Mary’s neck and showed me the silver charm.”

Debbie said, “Jacques gave me this shirt. I really like it. In fact it’s my favorite.”

I said, “It’s really nice. It suits you.”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

I was about to shake hands with Little Jake. He said, “I better not shake hands. I’m coming down with something and I don’t want to spread it. I don’t feel so good.”

Wolf said to me, “Dennis, we didn’t get a chance to talk, maybe later this week.”


  1. swamiyesudas says:

    Heart rending stories, and told so well, Dennis. Congratulations.

    It is So wonderful that a person on the street is educated, and more than that, concerned that one might pick up germs through the contact of hands.

    I wanted to ask: How do they find jobs, when their clothing might not meet the standards required for, let us say, work in a Restaurant?

    Liked by 1 person

  2. dbp49 says:

    Good one Mr.Cardiff, you reminded me of a couple people I haven’t seen for awhile. I’m at that age where you start wondering if they’re alright when you haven’t seen them for a few weeks. Anyway, I’ll read you later.


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