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This gallery contains four memories of youth relating to friends,
vegetarianism, and career choice.
my friend Bruce
     and how his father was an evangelical minister
     and the day his father said to me: "I'm going to take you to a place
          where a man is going to heal you without the use of a knife"
     and not quite understanding the concept, but eventually going with
          Bruce and his parents to a big assembly hall in Newark
     and enjoying the spirited gospel singing of an all black choir
     and getting in a long line and walking toward the front of the hall
     and the minister, who had been preaching, stopping to put his hand on
          my head and saying some words which I don't recall
     and getting back to my seat and hearing Bruce ask his father for some
          money so that he and I could get chinese food from the take-out
          across the street.
          -Many years later, I read in a local newspaper that Bruce and his
brother had been arrested with two other men. They were accused of
kidnaping a young woman, and holding her captive in an apartment for
several days while repeatedly raping and sodomizing her.


my best friend John

     and learning that I was born the same year that Ghandi died
     and thinking aloud to John that perhaps I was the Mahatma's
          reincarnate
     and John saying to me: "If that's true, then Ghandi's soul has
          regressed."
          -I think he may have actually said "digressed," but then we were
very young - and yes, John was my best friend.


vegetarianism
     and how I abstained from meat for three months [John and Yoko were
          doing it, you know]
     and stopping at a hot dog wagon and getting a strange look from the
          proprietor when I asked for "onions on a bun"
     and my longing for White Castle hamburgers finally getting the better
          of me.
          -I guess John was right. Ghandi could probably have withstood such
temptation.


wanting to be many things when I grew up:
         
          a doctor - one of my doctors had given me a surgical mask. I used
                    to put it on before making incisions in my Jerry Mahoney
                    ventriloquist dummy. After removing some of Jerry's stuffing,
                    I would sew him up with my mother's needle and thread;
         
          a priest - I once had an alter set up in the living room and would sit
                    there and pray while my mother and father watched
                    Milton Berle prance around in a dress;
         
          Elvis - I had nearly perfected the nose twitch and lip curl;
        
          a lawyer - I used to watch Perry Mason and the Defenders on TV
                    [Does anyone know if the Defenders has ever been
                    shown in rerun?]

   

          -As it turned out, after renting forks lifts for a year after college,
and then spending several years as a commercial artist, I did become a
lawyer. I wish now that I had thought more seriously about becoming Elvis.


        
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