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Jack Cain
May 7, 2001
In recent months things have changed significantly. Look forward to big changes this fall. I will direct all to my new online home...stay tuned.
deadbeats forward
deadbeats
Chapter One: Downward Mobility
Chapter Two: Concessions
Chapter Three: Conversations at the Convo'
Chapter Four: Straight Back Chairs and Belly Laughs
Chapter Five: Drinks for Free
Chapter Six: Anything for a free meal
Chapter Seven: Jukebox Jive
Chapter Eight: Sunshine Daydream
Chapter Nine: Return to Paradise
Chapter Ten: Moving Day
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FROM THE DECK
deadbeats
by
jackson avery cain
Forward
The night of my very first telemarketing job the Gulf War broke out on the air waves. Ever since then things have been down hill. Periodic moments of employment have been broken between desperate searches for better money and working conditions. There are to many people to mention, without whom, this book would never have evolved.
Thanks to all of them. Particularly however are those few who seem to have always been there. John & Nancy, Lance, Audrey, Barb, and of course Marc & Barbara, without all of you I would have never made it this far. The original version of this tale and this final version have only their characters in common. The characterisations bare no resemblance to people either living or deceased. This work should be taken in the manner in which it is intended, a tongue in cheek inditement of the late twentieth century work ethic, and how we got here.
deadbeats is dedicated in loving memory to my Mother
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