One evening I was pretty bored and school wasn't quite out yet. I was a freshman and I decided to shoot out the street lights in Duncan with a pellet gun. I got almost all of the lights. I'm up on this hill and I'm shooting at this light and kept missing it and hitting the metal rim, making a clanging noise. I took off when a guy sitting on his porch yelled at me.
The next day at school the deputy sheriff and the town marshal came to the school and arrested Sunny Giliand. Sunny and I were good friends. When they finally let him go, he came to me and said, "You did that, didn't you, Bill?" I said, "No, not me, Sunny."
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