"The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves,
but wiser people so full of doubts."
-Bertrand Russell
& the quote was provided to me
by
Gloria Weiner-Freiman Cohen
As a child I watched a film called GIGOT, starring Jackie Gleason. It is not available on DVD and I really loved it. Gene Kelly directed it in 1962.
It's a sentimental comedy about a mute who befriends the young daughter of a prostitute. Gleason shows his magnificent acting talent without uttering a sound as he plays the bumbling, kind-hearted janitor, Gigot. Gleason wrote the original story and music for this film.
If anyone ever finds a copy available on DVD, please let me know.
Twenty-five years ago today:
July 6, 1984
Friday
I got a plant, a big SUGAR DADDY candy bar, a few farewell/good luck cards and a wallet from the disgruntled fellow employees that were very sad by my leaving the department. There was a pot-luck smorgasbord luncheon that was put together nicely. I had a really good time on my last day. The significance of the SUGAR DADDY candy bar is beyond me. Maybe I was a SUGAR DADDY to a lot of the ladies in the office.
After work Michelle DeBortoli, Cedric Green and I went for Happy Hour drinks at the T.J. Toppers that is located inside the Hyatt-Downtown Oakland. It was even more fun as I drank a white Russian, a long island iced-tea and two separators. Believe me, I was separated myself (after those drinks). A separator is a brandy, Kahlua, milk ‘on the rocks’ shaken well, so one can just imagine.
We had a good time. I drove Michelle home. Cedric took BART home. I made tentative plans to go out dancing with Cedric tomorrow night. One would agree to a lot after a “separator”.
After dropping Michelle off I went to a gas station telephone booth to give Danny Garcia a call. He thought I sounded OOI (Out Of It). He was not all that into my non-sober explanation after Happy Hour. It was clear he didn’t think I should come out to Walnut Creek. He and Mary were going to Lyon’s.
“I’ll meet you there,” I said firmly.
I ended up arriving there before they did. I ordered a white Russian and an ice-water.
It was cool. We talked and gabbed the night until we decided to go to “The Hub”. While I was there I saw Sherri’s friend, Tony, at the club (and Jim Hartman, too).
“Don’t tell Sherri you saw me because I’m not sure how she’d handle it,” Tony said.
“Don’t worry about it,” I said.
Mary, Danny and I were all dancing together (the threesome). It was a fun night for me to celebrate. By 2PM we were at Lyon’s again for ‘eats’. Our tummies were growling.
I ended up spending the night at Danny’s apartment in Alamo. Danny slept with Mary and I slept in Danny’s messy room. I did not understand that. I woke up at 8:30AM and Danny ‘sort of’ woke up around the same time. He bid me goodbye.
“Call me around three o’clock,” Danny said.
“Okay, I will,” I replied.
måndag 6 juli 2009
Out Of It
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