Death Row Interview

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Cadillac Ranch. Yeah. Dad used to drive us out to that fucking place almost every Saturday. It was the only day we had with him, too. Mom worked two jobs and in between she was either sleeping or bitching about how she never got child support. I guess we were starved for attention.

After Dad got sent up to Clements for good, Davey and me kept going out there. We’d fill water bottles, pack sandwiches, ride our bikes. Not much to do in Amarillo for a couple kids anyway.

After Davey was killed, I went by myself.

You say it’s still there? Funny.

11 thoughts on “Death Row Interview

  1. Couldn’t find a Like button so here : Liked, man!

    The bio from a cheap ordinary life that outlasted the temporary exhib is different.
    I like different.
    Tay

Whatever.