Roger Dean Kiser The Bully  I walked into the Huddle House
restaurant in Brunswick, Georgia and sat down at the counter as
all of the booths were taken. I picked up a menu and began to
look at the various items trying to decide if I wanted to order
breakfast or just go ahead and eat lunch.       "Excuse me,"
said someone, as they touched me on the shoulder.       I looked
up and turned to the side to see a rather nice looking woman
standing before me.       "Is your name Roger by any chance?"
she asked me.       "Yes." I responded, looking rather confused
as I had never seen the woman before.       "My name is Barbara
and my husband is Tony," she said, pointing to a distant table
near the door leading into the bathrooms.       I looked in the
direction that she was pointing but I did not recognize the man
who was sitting, alone at the table.       "I'm sorry. I'm, ah.
I'm ah, confused. I don't think that I know you guys. But my
name is Roger. Roger Kiser," I told her.       "Tony Claxton.
Tony from Landon Hig