BUTCH
Butch lived just down the road.
He lived by himself and stayed to himself except to visit David almost on a daily visit.
Butch said very little. David would reflect on something and whether it was just a duck that was on the fallen willow or was some philosophical concept that David was mulling over, Butch would just listen and then he'd say, "Yep"
And that was it.
However, David felt fine when Butch visited and poured a cup of coffee. Dave liked Butch's disheveled look of old jeans and plaid shirts, he liked the uncombed, uncut hair. Butch was easy company.
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