-the salesman on the road and the common utilities of the working class-

time was he paid the gas bill for 1017 Bedford, first floor
at the company's local headquarters downtown, across the street
from the "China Royal".

it was particularly eventful during snowstorms when he'd

travel down there by way of Buick regardless of road conditions because

it was the day after he was paid, and the gas bill had arrived in the mail.

the electricity bill was paid "down the Flint" section of town

a couple of blocks to the south on Pleasant Street at "Pleasant Drugs",

and he paid the druggist between prescription refills in-full, with cash money.

(I should mention that paying the Fall River Electricity bill

was referred to in the truncated vernacular as: "Paying the Electric".
and I should add that he paid the gas bill in-full, also in cash money.)

note: no one, including this poem-writer realized

the irony of a pharmacy called: "Pleasant Drugs" in 1953.