EWO, I was there that day. I understood and was told through the grapevine. That Bass and Katie had a big Red Boy bitch that could take the steam out of Molly Bee. Could go mouth to mouth with Molly Bee. Do not remember the name of the big Red Boy bitch they used. Everybody knew who Molly Bee was. LOL

The match went down over in Dillon county many years ago. Was done in a no longer used, country store or maybe a jute joint. Was a big turn out and we were packed into that building like sardines in a can. LOL I was standing close to where Bass and Katie where.

It was sort of ironic because the younger well heeled dog man that bought and campaigned Molly Bee for Mr. Edwards, had the last name of Bass as well. The younger dog man was from down Georgia way. He also matched a little 29 or 30 pound bitch that came off my yard. This little bitch was a me me of Molly Bee in fighting style. Was Bass' CH Candy and had a set of teeth in her mouth that would look good in a 50 pound dog's mouth. LOL

Bass who had the Red Boy bitch stood outside the main door of the building and charge everyone a fee to see the match. It was a pretty steep fee back then that he charged and many of the Indians were complaining about it. Bass took up a good chunk of gate money that day. Seems it was $15.00 or $20.00 a head. Back then it was around $5.00 and up to maybe $10.00 tops.

During the weigh in and washing. Both Bass' and Katie were taking good side bets. Jacobs took some good ones along with some of his combine, on Molly Bee. I am pretty sure he did not bet on the Red Boy bitch.

I think Rowell may had worked the Red Boy bitch and did the handling. Not sure who handled Molly Bee, might have been Hargrove. But not 100% sure anymore on all the above mentioned musings. So will stand corrected if wrong. This event was a lot of years ago.

It went down just like Mr. Edwards said. On the get go of release your dogs. Molly Bee pile drove that Red Boy bitch before she could barely get out of it's corner. Was like a huge male lion hitting a Zebra at full running and attack force. You could her the muzzle crack and other bones as well. This Red boy bitch was screaming and hoping for some fast relief. Was no scratching anything that day. Only instant and fast death. Miss Doctor Death in black had arrived in full force. Her name was Molly Bee.

R. Bass always smoked and had a big cigar in his mouth. When Molly Bee hit that Red Boy bitch. His eyes went wide, lost the color in his face and almost swallowed that cigar. He turned and forced himself through the crowd, ran outside, jumped in his car and speed off down the road to who knows where.

Bass kept all the gate money, never honored the money on the match or any of the side bets. Bass left Katie there holding the bag. Those Pembroke Indians were mad as hell and out for blood and revenge. Some had Katie surrounded and I felt they may, were going to hurt her. Katie was very scared, broke down and started crying. Asking those men not to hurt her, that she was a mother of children with no father to help her take care of them. She was all her children had. Which was true. Katie took good care of her children and was a hard working woman.

Sure Katie honored her bets, but Bass never honored anything. Later he pulled off the same stunt, when Katie matched one of her Red Boy bitches named Mouthy into J. Johnson's Rage bitch. Was pretty well a repeat of what Molly Bee did to that other Red boy bitch. I was there that night as well. Rage got into Mouthy's guts and it was all over but the crying and the dying. Meanwhile ole Bass of Red Boy fame was hauling Arse down the road with the Gate money and never honored the money put up on the match. I can only assume Katie covered most of that.

Was not long after that Katie beat the hell out of Bass with a shovel after Bass deliberately had hurt her son Bo. When just a small child at Katie's Trailer park. Her son Bo told me about this last year when I talked with him. Bo had no love for R. E. Bass, Katie ended up with the last of the Red Boy dogs including Red Boy himself. The Red Boy dog died on Katie dog yard. Think Red Boy lived to be around 14 years old.

Not to much longer after all that Bass died. Katie was the main person along with C. Mims and a few others that really bred up and carried on what we know as the Bass Tramp Red Boy blood line today. Cheers