The Devil I Know: My Haunting Journey With Ronnie Defeo And the True Story Ofthe Amityville Murders
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He would show me how to make it. It sat in an old bathtub with cut-up fruit and potatoes, an oversized wooden stick always at the ready for mixing. I would fill the old jelly jars with the stuff, place them into a pillowcase, and off I went, a five-year-old girl happy as punch to go play with the hobos by the tracks.
Dad made like he didn’t know, but he did. I think his respect for the hobos made it okay. When I got older, he leaned down and said to me, “I knew you took my moonshine to those fol...ks to make them happy. It isn’t hard to spot the smile of a man who’s just had a good sip.” He’d laugh and smile at me in his big, warm way.
I would sit by the railroad tracks where he worked and play games with the hobos. I understood their nomadic souls. Sometimes I would go down there alone just to visit them. They were my secret family, always carrying a smile and a song.
One of the hobos, Old Mr. Johnny, could play the guitar like nobody’s business. The rumor was that he’d come from the Mississippi swamp back in the day to see Momma, and she had granted him his wish, which was to be able to play and sing just like the King.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
He would show me how to make it. It sat in an old bathtub with cut-up fruit and potatoes, an oversized wooden stick always at the ready for mixing. I would fill the old jelly jars with the stuff, place them into a pillowcase, and off I went, a five-year-old girl happy as punch to go play with the hobos by the tracks.
Dad made like he didn’t know, but he did. I think his respect for the hobos made it okay. When I got older, he leaned down and said to me, “I knew you took my moonshine to those fol...ks to make them happy. It isn’t hard to spot the smile of a man who’s just had a good sip.” He’d laugh and smile at me in his big, warm way.
I would sit by the railroad tracks where he worked and play games with the hobos. I understood their nomadic souls. Sometimes I would go down there alone just to visit them. They were my secret family, always carrying a smile and a song.
One of the hobos, Old Mr. Johnny, could play the guitar like nobody’s business. The rumor was that he’d come from the Mississippi swamp back in the day to see Momma, and she had granted him his wish, which was to be able to play and sing just like the King.
What to read after The Devil I Know: My Haunting Journey With Ronnie Defeo And the True Story Ofthe Amityville Murders?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Barrett, Jackie to read onlineMoreLess
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