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By Jack Joseph Smith
Mr. Hyde I presume was the way this good nurse did it. Gibbons would
always have the Hyde's as friend as alley. Second Hyde down had come into
a doctor death scene once. He actually waited ten minutes for the folks
in charge to forget about an autograph, and then after reason wasn't good
enough any more, Dr. Jim Hyde ripped the place apart.
The young man died. Hyde would carry that sadness with him through the
leathing mills, the horses in some Green County fields, and those who could
understand that he really didn't want to fight in country bars.
Coma is finished. I saw him on the street when he was fifteen. He wore
blue and white all over, except that his hair and eyes and shoes were black.
So the Hyde's left the place alone.
Second Hyde said right out, "Everybody knows that I ripe doen pants in
hospitals. Gibbons is in trouble."
Up in the hall Jim Hyde has not called his older or younger brothers.
"No. I leave here now. Listen that I have seen. Gibbons is mad as well.
There is no more room. But as the toughest family in Mount Lebanon we
wish well too."
What did Hyde the second mean when Gibbons was dying?
"I ment that he had no family to speak of and I did. It made me defensive,
it made him crazy. I realize that he is stronger, but I can not
help him."
Actually the few people Gibbons had ever thought about in his dreams
included the three Hydes.
He loved to watch them take risks. Sweet things like flying into metal
shop and playing at the falls off the big north windows at the same time.