How to Catch a Cat

Thomas T. Hite English 621 Professor Hirshberg Spring 2010 How to Catch a Cat Wrigley Keller is dead. Maybe the world was too much for him, or maybe he was too much for the world – but that’s the kind of mincing, candy-assed language that he’d have found... More

Thomas T. Hite English 621 Professor Hirshberg Spring 2010 How to Catch a Cat Wrigley Keller is dead. Maybe the world was too much for him, or maybe he was too much for the world – but that’s the kind of mincing, candy-assed language that he’d have found so distasteful. The best stories, he’d always say, were the ones no one ever told. Maybe he was right. He sure isn’t telling his anytime soon. __________________________________ I was used to expecting to know most everyone I saw when I walked around town; things were just like that around where we lived. They knew when his family came, they talked a little about it in terms of the place going downhill, and what was the bank thinking, and why not just tear it down. I heard them, and I didn’t really understand, and I remember having to ask what a bastard was when the jokes started circling about how everyone could tell he was his father’s son from the ugly, but no one was really sure who the mother was. I remember laughing like Less