of drunk guys an bout a half inch of beer on the floor from the night before。 but they was a feller behin the bar say jenny an them will be there bout nine o'；clock。 i axed if i can wait； an the guy say； 〃sure；〃 so i set down for five or six hours an took a load off my feet。 directly； the place begun to fill up。 they was mostly college…lookin kids but was dressed like geeks at a sideshow。 everbody wearin dirty blue jeans an tee shirts an all the guys had beards an wore glasses an all the girls have hair that look like a bird gonna fly out of it any secont。 presently the band e out on stage an start settin up。 they is three or four fellers an they has got all this huge electric stuff； pluggin it in everwhere。 it certainly is a far cry from what we done in the student union building back at the university。 also； i do not see jenny curran noplace。 after they get the electric stuff set up； they start to play； an let me say this： them people was loud！ all sorts of colored lights begin to flash an the music they is makin sound sort of like a jet airplane when it takin off。 but the crowd lovin it an when they is done； everbody begin to cheer an yell。 then a light fall on a side of the stage an there she is— jenny hersef！ she is changed from the way i known her。 first； she is got hair down to her ass； an is wearin sunglasses inside； at night！ she is dressed in blue jeans an a shirt with so many spangles on it she look like a telephone switchboard。 the band start up again an jenny begun to sing。 she has grapped hole of the microphone an is dancin all aroun the stage； jumpin up an down an wavin her arms an tossin her hair aroun。 i am tryin to understan the words to the song； but the band is playin too loud for that； beatin on the drums； bangin on the piano； swattin them electric guitars till it seem like the roof gonna cave in。 i am thinkin； what the hell is this？ after a wile they take a break an so i got up an tried to get through a door that go backstage。 but they is a feller standing there who say i cannot e in。 when i go walkin back to my seat； i notice everbody is starin at my army uniform。 〃that is some costume you has got on there；〃 somebody says； an somebody else say； 〃far out！〃 an another one say； 〃is he for real？〃 i am beginnin to feel like a idiot again； an so i gone on outside； thinkin maybe i can walk aroun an figger things out。 i guess i must of walked for haf an hour or so； an when i get back to the place they is a long line of people waitin to get in。 i go up to the front an try to splain to the guy that all my stuff is in there； but he say to go wait at the end of the line。 i guess i stood there a hour or so； an listened to the music in from inside； an i have to tell you； it sounded a little better when you got away from it like that。 anyway； after a wile； i got bored an went down a alley an roun to the back of the club。 they was some little steps an i sat down there an watched the rats chasin each other in the garbage。 i had my harmonica in my pocket； so'；s to pass the time； i got it out an started to play a little。 i could still hear the music from jenny'；s band； an after a wile i foun mysef bein able to play along with them； sort of usin the chromatic stop to get half out of key so it would fit in with what they was playin。 i don'；t know how long it was； but it didn'；t take much afore i was able to make runs of my own； way up in c major； an to my suprise； it didn'；t soun half bad when you was playin it— so long as you didn'；t have to listen to it too。 all of a sudden the door behin me bust open an there is jenny standin there。 i guess they had taken their break again； but i wadn'；t payin no attention an had kep on playin。 〃who is that out there？〃 she say。 〃it'；s me；〃 i say； but it is dark in the alley an she stick her head out the door an say； 〃who is playin that harmonica？〃 i stand up an i am kind of embarrassed on account of my clothes； but i say； 〃it'；s me。 forrest。〃 〃it is who？〃 she say。 〃forrest。〃 〃forrest？ forrest gump！〃 an suddenly she rush out the door an thowed hersef into my arms。 jenny an me； we set aroun backstage an caught up on things till she had to play her neet。 she had not exactly quit school； she had got thowed out when they foun her in a feller'；s room one night。 that was a thowin…out offense in them days。 the banjo player had run off to canada rather than go in the army； an the little band had broke up。 jenny had gone out to california for a wile； an weared flowers in her hair； but she say them people is a bunch of freaks who is stoned all the time； an so she met this guy an e with him to boston； an they had done some peace marches an all； but he turned out to be a fairy； so she split up with him； an took up with a real serious peace marcher who was in to makin bombs an stuff； an blowin up buildins。 that didn'；t work out neither； so she met up with this guy what teached at harvard university； but it turned out he was married。 next； she went with a guy that had seemed real nice but one day he got both their asses arrested for shoplifting； an she decided it was time to pull hersef together。 she fell in with the cracked eggs； an they started playin a new kind of music； an got real popular aroun boston； an they was even gonna go to new york an make a tape for an album nex week。 she say she is seein this guy that goes to harvard university； an is a student in philosophy； but that after the show tonight； i can e home an stay with them。 i am very disappointed that she has got hersef a boyfrien； but i don'；t have noplace else to go； so that'；s what i done。 rudolph is the boyfrien'；s name。 he is a little guy bout a hundrit pounds or so； an has hair like a dustmop an wears a lot of beads aroun his neck an is settin on the floor when we get to their apartment； meditatin like a guru。 〃rudolph；〃 jenny say； 〃this is forrest。 he is a friend of mine from home； an he is gonna be stayin with u