You're everywhere but nowhere all at once. And that's no small task, considering how rainy South Louisiana gets in the early spring. It obviously paid off the construction crew completed the job in less than two months. My new library is full of polished woods, brass lights, and leather-bound books. The Conrad Avery Sutton III Memorial Library is a beautiful addition to the big old Gamma Chi house. So I find it almost poetic that this bright April morning, the brothers will dedicate their new library and scholarship fund to me. It's amazing how a knuckle upside the head can force you to learn even the most boring crap. And for the amusement of the active chapter, I was asked to perform this dyslexic feat for their dinnertime entertainment. I could recite all fifteen hundred words of the pledge creed - backward even. I never could smell right after that.īy the end of my first semester, I had learned to be a good pledge. I was given the starring role in Gamma Chi's video reenactment of the 'Wasabi-up-the-Nose' scene from Jackass: The Movie. And when a spit cup was not readily available for an active brother, I learned to offer my hand as a spittoon. I served meals to my brethren walking only on my bloody knees. So I scrubbed urinals with a toothbrush to the beat of someone punching my kidneys. I was cocky, and the brothers saw fit to divest me of this character flaw. But this mixture of chronic booze and blood oaths turned into a bitter, stinking mess.īusted lips and broken beer bottles were all part of my pledge training. Of course it was all fun and games in the beginning - one endless keg of cold beer and blunts on command. Next to my Porsche, those letters got me laid more times than I can remember. I'll admit I thought I was the shit with my navy jersey and gold letters. I went through Rush and I of course got a bid. God, my daddy and uncle were so embarrassed they still don't talk about it. Well, there was one exception, my cousin Barrow, who got blackballed and now he's got one of those rainbow stickers on the back of his truck. My daddy had been a Gamma Chi as well as his daddy and all the men in the Sutton clan. When I started as a freshman at Louisiana State University there was no question that I would rush. When I was alive, I won't lie, I had it pretty good - the Porsche, the pretty girls, and a trust fund full of oil money.

My name is Conrad Avery Sutton III, and I am dead at age nineteen. Hopefully, if I can make you hear what I am supposed to tell you, I can finally break the ties that bind me to the secret letter society of Gamma Chi.īut before we get started, let me tell you about myself. If you do choose to hear me, listen closely, because what I have to tell you is a story of unholy proportions. I've come to find that most people ignore the dead. If you ignore what I have to say, it really won't surprise me.

The Worthy by Will Clarke