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Saturday, January 28, 2023

johnny and eddie, part 4


by nick nelson

part four of four

to begin at the beginning, click here

for previous episode, click here



when marcia began telling ed callahan what she liked, johnny’s mind went blank.

he was back in the movie, the movie he had seen one time and really liked.

even though he could not remember the name of it.

he, johnny, was the star of the movie, and the movie star playing the role of johnny was eddie.

johnny/eddie was walking along the river.

it was night.

it was dark, with no moon or stars.

or lights from boats or from the low dark buildings on the other side of the river.

johnny had a gun in his pocket.

he had to get rid of it.

the big guy told hm to get rid of it.

and zelma, the big guy’s blonde girl friend, told him to get out of town after he got rid of it, because the big guy would want to make sure he couldn’t squeal to the cops.

but he could not just throw the gun in the river.

it would make a splash, and the night would explode with a thousand headlights from the thousands of police cars out looking for him.

he was in a fix, that was for sure.

he just kept walking.

walking.

and looking back.

maybe zelma would drive up beside him and tell him .to get in, she would take him to the next town where he could get a bus to nowhere.

a bus to nowhere.

that was the name of the movie.

a banana to lincoln nebraska, johnny said out loud.

and he heard laughter.

marcia and ned callahan, and bill senior and bill junior and betty in her mom’s apron she cooked dinner in, with a wooden spoon in her hand, were all laughing sat him.

and eddie, his best friend - where had he come from? - was laughing too.

laughing at him.

it was the story of his life.

the end


Friday, January 27, 2023

johnny and eddie, part 3


by nick nelson

part three of four

to begin at the beginning, click here

for previous episode, click here



johnny’s dad was named bill and his mom was named betty.

bill worked at the mill and he was a loyal union man.

betty worked at the post office under the supervision of victor kelly, the local postmaster.

betty thought that she, betty, really ran the post office and that it would grind to a halt and fall apart without her in charge.

she was confident enough in this belief that she rarely expressed it outright, and then only to her immediate family.

which consisted of herself, bill, and three children - bill junior, the oldest of the three, marcia, and johnny, who was the youngest.

, so they were bill who worked at the mill, betty, who worked at the post office, bill junior who wanted to work at the mill and be a union man like his dad, marcia, who said she wanted to be a schoolteacher but was a little too interested in boys to suit betty, and johnny, who seemed a natural born layabout and dreamer.

things went on in this way for what seemed like forever but was only a few years.

bill junior graduated from high school and went to work at the mill.

some of his friends told him that that was a bad decision because the mill was sure to close down soon.

but bill junior had his heart set on working at the mill and being a union man.

the only other course that might have dissuaded him from this would be getting a contract to be a professional baseball player - which he often fantasized about - but he could not even make the starting lineup of the high school team.

he did make the team, which few boys tried out for, but only as a bench player.

the coach, milt kelly, brother of victor kelly the postmaster, wanted bill junior to make more noise on the bench, encouraging his teammates and riding the players on the opposing team, but it was not in bill junior’s makeup to do those things with any enthusiasm.

no members of his family - and few citizens of the town - ever came to the games to watch bill junior sitting on the bench.

bill senior was usually to be found at the union hall after work, and betty, marcia, and johnny - especially johnny, had no interest in sports.

when people asked johnny what he was interested in, he would always pause before answering.

and then say - nothing much, i guess.

and if they persisted and said, come on, you must be interested in something, he pause again and say -

the movies.

one night bill senior invited ned callahan, another good union man, to dinner with the family.

ned callahan was a friendly and talkative person and he asked johnny what he was interested in.

nothing much, johnny replied.

come on , you must be interested in something, ned callahan laughed.

the movies, johnny said.

you never even go to the movies, marcia said.

i went to a movie once, johnny mumbled.

what movie was it? what was it about? marcia persisted.

i don’t remember, johnny said, but i liked it.

do you want to know what i like? marcia asked ned callahan.

of course i want to know. what do you like? ned callahan answered with his friendly smile.

part three


Wednesday, January 25, 2023

johnny and eddie, part 1


by nick nelson

part one of four



johnny smith woke up.

he was still himself, and he was still alone in his little room, which he was lucky to have.

he was nobody, and he had nothing to do and nowhere to go.

he had enough money for a cup of coffee and a donut or a danish pastry, so he decided to get up and go out and get them.

he left the room, and carefully locked the door behind him even though the lock did not work very well.

he took the stairs down to the street.

it was dark.

he headed to the coffee shop on the corner.

he ordered a cup of coffee and a raspberry danish pastry and took them over to a table and sat down.

a woman came over to the table. she was not old or young, fat or thin, good looking or ugly.

she had gray eyes.

are you eddie brown? she asked johnny.

no, he replied, i am johnny smith.

the woman considered this for a couple of seconds.

even though you are johnny smith and not eddie brown, she said, perhaps you can help me.

she sat down.

what is your name, johnny asked.

buy me a cup of coffee, she replied.

i will buy you a cup of coffee if you tell me your name, johnny said.

that seems like a fair exchange.

and i will buy you a donut if you tell me your life story, johnny continued.

you have yourself a deal, pardner.

let’s shake on it.

i do not shake hands with strange men. i am not that kind of person.

you refer to me as a man but yourself as a person, why is that?

those are the rules. take them or leave them.

excuse me while i buy you a cup of coffee and a donut.

give me the money and i will buy them myself.

johnny gave the woman with gray eyes three dollars.

she got up and fled into the night.

johnny was not surprised.

it was the story of his life.

part two