Jim was a lover not a fighter. He went to Woodstock, he wore tie died shirts, bellbottoms and love beads and he was recycling before anyone ever heard of doing that. Jim met Doris at Woodstock and they married soon after. They lived on the South side of Chicago, which was a bad part of the town and Doris enjoyed dancing, so Jim would take her out to the local bar every weekend. Doris was a real looker and Jim knew how lucky he was to have such a beautiful woman in his life and he cared about her, worried about her, because she was so important to him. You could say that he was jealous, but Jim thought that he was just being protective.
Jim knew that other guys would try and hit on Doris when they saw her shaking her stuff out on the dance floor, but Jim was a big guy and after a glance from him, they would usually stop pestering his wife. Doris never really flirted with the other men, but she did enjoy the attention from being the hottest chick in the bar. One night, this man named Leroy Brown who had a reputation for being a real bad dude started hitting on Doris and even though Jim knew about his reputation, he tapped Leroy on the shoulder and told him to move on, as Doris was his wife. Leroy Brown told Jim that he was the baddest man in the whole damn town and if he wants something, he takes it and then he pulled a razor out of his shoe.
Jim was always taught to stick up for himself and he knew that it was time for Leroy to learn a lesson, so he sucker-punched Leroy and that made him drop the razor. Leroy was shocked, as nobody had ever stood up against him before, so he pulled the thirty-two pistol from his pocket and stuck it in Jim’s face and told Jim that he better start running. Jim did not run, he kicked Leroy in his nuts, which caused him to double over on the floor. Jim picked up the gun and threw it to the bartender and then he told Leroy that they were going to have a fair fight and that it was about time somebody kicked his ass. Jim got the best of Leroy that night and when they finally pulled Leroy off the floor, he looked like a jigsaw puzzle with a couple of pieces gone. Jim got beat up pretty bad, but he taught Leroy never to mess with another man’s wife again.
Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie NEKNEERAJ’s Photo Challenge #308.