I guess I have it pretty bad off- living as a greaser means that there's a lot that can go wrong. I live with my two brothers. They are very important to me. Ya see, my parents died in an auto-wreck. It left me and my little brother, Ponyboy, in custody of my older brother, Darry. All we got left is each other and the gang. About a year ago, Johnny Cade and Dallas Winston died. They were important to the gang, my brothers, and I. Sometimes I wonder what would've happened if Darry didn't hit Pony. Maybe we go through more stuff than the socs, the rich kids with all the money and fancy parties and stuff that us greasers can just dream about, because we gotta be as strong as we are.