We passed through town and I saw by the town hall clock that it was a few minutes after midnight. Then we hauled ass for old man Stookey's barn. We got there and it was dark as hell. We managed to get the lantern lit but then we were afraid of setting the whole barnful of hay afire. Just in case we got a fire extinguisher from a tractor and climbed up the hay elevator to the top of the stack of bales.

We made our beds on top of the pile of hay bales some 20 or 30 feet off the ground. Vaughn had hay fever so he had Froelich drive him home. Then we stayed up until about 2:30 reading those torrid books. Finally we dropped off to sleep.

In the morning I woke up before the other guys and looked at some of the books for a while. One of them was too much! It was a detective story where the guy who's telling the story is called to a murder scene. The dead person is a beautiful woman and no one else is there yet. He starts thinking about her, she looks so good to him, she's still warm and everything. And he does it to her! God, it was disgusting, but it started getting me going. God, I must be a pervert.

The transistor radio said it was 20 minutes to 10 and I had to be at work picking corn at Hauser's by 10 so I poked the other guys and woke them up. We got pulled together and took everything to the car and hauled ass back to town.

Mom was pretty mad about me being late for work.

I rode my bike out to Hauser's cornfield and got there about 17 minutes late. He wasn't mad. I picked raspberries in the morning and scythed a field in the afternoon.

I was tired as hell!