Ok, so if you have read just a snap full of events that took place under Ed's care--you might get the impression that he really is out of touch with his group home operations. But there is a solid base from which Edward first started out. It is not his fault that he surrounded himself with people with their own private agendas. There was this one time that Ed come to my rescue, when we had to have a bike to go on a class trip..He said that I could borrow his ten speed. After the trip I was riding around the neighborhood and was trying to figure out the gears, so I was on a side street and changing gears and looking down as I was riding seeing how the chain changed the different sprockets...as I was looking down a car parked in front of his house, and he just got out, as I rammed into the back of the car with such force that it bent the forks on Eds bike......The car was an old one, and the owner said don't worry about the scratch it was just another mark...thank goodness for that...he tried to bend the forks back but I bent them good....I walked to the gas station, and the mechanic said hmm, no problem..took the front wheel off ..stuck it in a vice and bent the forks back....I tried to pay him and he said hey don't worry about it....just watch out where you are going eh....So now one last hurdle....telling Ed about his bike...I thanked him for the use of it, and then I started to tell him about hitting the car...he asked if I was ok? then asked if the bike is ok...I said yes...he said then hey babe it s all good...which was ok...
Ed made arrangements for a ice rink. He invited both houses to use the rink...Ed also dawned a pair of skates. I like others were skating around, while others were taking shots at net.....I was off to the side when all of the sudden my leg went numb....ouch ...what the hell...then my leg felt warm, and then blood appeared on the ice, I then knelt down and rolled up my pant leg, but there was too much blood to see how bad the cut was --just then ED said "damn sorry about that..but .you got in line of my slap shot."..I said "sorry didn't mean to". He said go into to the change room and clean up.. and he would be right in...So while he kept playing, I limped my way back to the dressing room and took off my skates..and wiped away the blood...damn it looked deep, I could see my bone. Well I waited and waited and still no Ed....Finally the time was over for the ice rink, and ED comes in....So how is it, I said I think I saw my bone...He said great thats all I need to do is sit in the hospital waiting room all night, he then questioned me again--this time very annoyed, why did I skate into the path of his slap shot? I quickly said that "I don't think I need stitches--it should be alright"...'he said you think so...good he says ...well see ya then.'........
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