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| This gallery contains four memories of youth relating to friends, vegetarianism, and career choice. |
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| 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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