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Asleep, He Looked A Lot Younger Than Going-on-seventeen, But I Had Noticed That Johnny Looked Younger When He Was Asleep Too, So I Figured Everyone Did. Maybe People Are Younger When They Are Asleep.

Your Mother Is Not Crazy. Neither, Contrary To Popular Belief, Is Your Brother. He Is Merely Miscast In A Play. He Would Have Made The Perfect Knight In A Different Century, Or A Very Good Pagan Prince In A Time Of Heroes. He Was Born In The Wrong Era, On The Wrong Side Of The River, With The Ability To Do Anything And Finding Nothing He Wants To Do.

I Was Desperate For Something To Read That Dealt Realistically With Teenage Life, And I Thought Others Might Be, Too.

We Had Played A Kid's Version Of Gang Fighting Called "civil War," And Then Later We Had Got In On The Real Thing, We Fought With Chains And We Fought Barefisted And We Fought Socs And We Fought Other Grease Gangs. It Was A Normal Childhood.

I Have No Idea Why I Write. The Old Standards Are: I Like To Express My Feelings, Stretch My Imagination, Earn Money.