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Friday, December 9, 2011

Friday Five-Random

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I haven't posted for awhile because I've been involved in my own mishegoss
(Mishegoss: Yiddish-(mish-uh-goss) neurosis, craziness, psychological shtick, insanity, idée fixée, foolish notion. ) for more about that read my previous few posts.
But now for my randomness:
1. I grew up in my mothers grocery store. It was before big supermarkets and was really my mother's and my aunt's. It had been my grandfathers and farmers would phone in their orders, "operator, I would like Yezzo's Market." And we would deliver in an old Ford panel truck. My cousin and I would sit in the spare tire and smoke candy cigarettes while my aunt did all the work. I was 7 or 8 when they closed it.
2. I worked in summer stock for 3 years while I was in college. I met the likes of Vivian Vance, Paul Lynde and a host of other fading stars and luninaries. I was a scenic designer and actually came to NY to do that.
3. The first job I got in NYC was for an interior design firm. We did store planning and I did everything from making coffee to shopping for sample in the D& D building. I also went to job sites and painted murals. I recently visited one of my murals which still existes. It's on a set of elevator doors and the surround. I had to paint around the opening and closing of the doors. Really.
4. My first weekend place was in Orient, NY where I learned to sail, clam, crab, scallop.
5. I went back to school to get a masters degree in counseling when the Aids pandemic hit and many of my colleagues and friends started to die. I felt that I could help more elsewhere. I'm currently studying Trauma.

5 comments:

Terri said...

Curiious how our lives parralled but it took blogging for us to meet. I like that your mural still exists!

altar ego said...

I love your number 1. Your life has had some interesting turns and sounds full of color, literally and figuratively! Read your previous post. So sorry for the crap, the hurt, and what sounds like a lot of injustice. May a way open toward healing and resolution soon.

Hot Cup Lutheran said...

sounds like you have a plenty full plate at work... i hope you can find time to relax... take a ride in an old Ford again someday... bare feet hanging out the window (which of course means someone else is driving!!)

revkjarla said...

I love the story about the candy cigarettes! Next time I am in NYC, I want to see the mural!

8thdayplanner said...

A am new to your blog yet I see we have common names in our blogrolls.

I enjoyed your randomness as I grew up on Long Island and NYC, although the Great South Bay was where I did my clamming.

I am a survivor of trauma and I'm looking forward to reading more about your journey.