Marie Mallory
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The street (block)I lived on in Brooklyn was very long, equivalent in length, about 2 - 3 normal size blocks. Butch lived "down" the block. He would hang out with me and my friends on occasion. He never joined us in playing games, going to the movies, but did join us when we were "throwing the bull."
Butch had one extraordinary Talent, he made the best "milk carton / crate scooters,"and none other came close. They were a wooden box nailed to a 2x4 piece of lumber, a pair of old roller skates for wheels, with wooden handles attached to the box. What made Butches scooters so special was his amazing art that he decorated them with. He could draw these beautiful eagles. He'd put them on the scooter, just give him a piece of chalk, and he'd draw one on the street.
I've watched him draw, it would be like you or I writing a sentence. It was so easy and fluent. Even as a kid, I realized this was a god-given talent, that's not something that was taught. Butch had to leave school at an early age to go to work to help his family, so I know it wasn't school taught.
I left Brooklyn when I was about 17 or 18, and only kept in touch with a couple of my friends in time that faded. I often wonder if Butch and the others are alive.
Here is a photo as an example of what these scooter look like.
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We had roller skates with keys, remember those?