It was the middle of the summer, but Rock and his friend Tom were among a nighttime crowd outside of Hornets Gymnasium at Maumelle High School. Apparently a pep rally for the coming football season was about to start.
As they entered the dimly-lighted gym, Rock could tell it was packed. He saw quite a few coaches he recognized as veterans, men he had seen over the past thirty years in gyms and fields and stadiums across the state.
A student team manager, dressed in a Hornets letter jacket, greeted Rock and turned to point toward Tom, who had stepped away and was about to walk into the warm, dank night
"Would you please ask your friend to quit peeing outside?" the student said. "Our pay toilets only cost a dime."
Rock was embarrassed. "I'm sorry about that," he said. "Yes, I will."
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