[Evans, Marv]

My first pet was a cat I adopted from a junk yard we lived next to when I was six years old. He was a brown colored cat so in my creative state at that young age, I named him "Brownie." He was just grown and lived in the junk yard guarded by pincers and GS. It took me about a month & a half before I could touch him. He was an outside cat that fought on a nightly basis and was a terror when it came to dogs. Nobody else in the family could touch him, but he was one of the best cats ever.