Me and Hal and Walter McClure
by Carmen Ruggero
It was one cold winter night
when three of us, me and Hal, and Walter McClure
went walking under a moonless sky.
Fun and girls and spirits had been plenty
He was in a mood and deaf to my calling,
Three others started raising Cain.
But Walt had turned a deaf ear.
He raised that stick and briefly looked back
It was a-rack-a-tack-tack times many more
And I wanted to help him, kept calling him back,
I kept gazing at the absent stars
And soon I heard nothing but the rack-a-tack-tack,
A faint stream of yellow came out of Charley’s window,
But the rack-a-tack-tack stopped that night
The event took place in my hometown of Crawfordsville, Indiana, in January of 1881. The poem is based on Karen Zack’s article “Leave ’em Alone, Charley” and my own research. (Karen Zack is the editor of the feature section “Montgomery Memories” in The Paper of Montgomery County.)
Copyright © 2011 by Carmen Ruggero