He was also learned to seek Inside Information. In this case it was a brick wrapped in newspaper and warmed on the coal stove and slipped between the blankets and sheets on cold winter’s nights

He always wanted to know the time but he was constantly reminded to pay close attention to Clicks, nicks and dreams. His mother provided the Nicks.

His first-person story began because he was such a square. Trying to fit in but never succeeding, he decided just to be himself and became background and foreground for everyone and everything else.