Todd and I began stealing pills and coming to work loaded. » Morton Crookshank, like many aides, took his frustrations out Todd began to sniff paint, on the patients. Todd and I really began losing our bearings. .— caught me purposefully One day I was fired when Nurse Veatch I began drinking so heavily that Ruthie, my girlfriend, broke up with me. Soon thereafter I got word that Todd had been decapitated in a motorcycle accident. I sank deeper and deeper into a hopeless depression, sitting all day in front o f a heater. Artist/cartoonist John Callahan lives in x Portland. His autobiography Don’t Worry He Won’t Get FarOn Foot will be released in early 1989. 28 Clinton St. Quarterly—Fall/Winter 1988
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