Personal Narrative-Ed Doesn T Care

Ed doesn’t care. He has lived long enough to realize it doesn’t matter what people think. His hair is balding on the top, goes down to about his shoulders, and is as white as snow. He wears the same outfit everyday: a battered pair of jeans, ford belt buckle, and boots. He doesn’t wear a shirt, I always think he wakes up and can’t find a shirt so he makes himself just decent enough to go outside. He has tattoos all over his chest, and could be the scariest looking person I have ever seen. When we knock on his door at about 3 p.m. we assume he is just waking up because he looks like he has seen daylight for the first time in a week. He opens the door and gives us a grin of relief and says “You here to mow the lawn? She probably needs it. How
I started the walk of shame back to the truck to put away the mower. Camden was just getting finished mowing the back and side of the yard when Ed came out and and gave me $10 extra because he thought I was having a hard time with his front back yard then he apologised for not cleaning up his stuff. He looked at Camden on the riding mower and he ran over to him and told him not to mow any further. Camden looked at him with the most confused look, and Ed proceed to say that the state pissed him off about 20 years ago because he planted these flowers for his wife and the state told him he couldn’t plant those near the road and they made him take them out so he just lets all the grass grow over there. He lit another cigaret and then walked back
ED HAD A WIFE?! Maybe even still has a wife. If he has a wife then why is she letting him get up at 3 p.m.? Where is she? Is she at work? Is she inside all the time? Camden and I had so many questions, but we couldn’t find any answers. Camden finished mowing what he was assigned to mow, while I sat in the truck waiting for him to finish. I sat in his old 1991 chevy silverado on the old bench seat that smelled like mildew trying to find any way to get the old air conditioning to work. I gave up on getting the air conditioning to work and just rolled down the window and started to look at Ed’s junk yard. He had 2 broken down mowers, a couple of barrels, an old