Prose Gallery Seven
This gallery contains three memories of youth relating to boxing, Linda,
and 1085 Summit Avenue.
and 1085 Summit Avenue.
my father telling me about the boxing matches he saw at the Jersey City
Gardens
and the time he saw Jack Dempsey fight at "Boyle's Thirty Acres"
and my father taking me to see Rubin "Hurricane" Carter fight at the
"old" Madison Square Garden.
-None of the above remain standing - except for "Hurricane."
being child-cruel to Linda
and how no one had ever seen Linda's mother
and Linda telling everyone that her mother was in the hospital
and my blurting out: "She's not in the hospital. That's what they tell
kids when their mother is dead."
-I'll never forget Linda's face when I said that. I will also never forget
Linda's face the day that her mother came home from the hospital.
Nana and Pap Pap - our elderly and old-worldly Italian landlords at 1085
Summit Avenue where I lived for the first 22 years of my life
and their having been like grandparents to me
and Nana calling me "La Nana"
and watching Pap Pap put snuff up his nose
and watching Pap Pap sneeze violently
and watching the snails that Pap Pap used to let crawl around in a
portion of the backyard.
-I later learned that those snails found their way to Nana's Sunday
gravy [aka, tomato sauce]. Much much later I began to eat those things:
"Les escargots, s'il vous plait."
Gardens
and the time he saw Jack Dempsey fight at "Boyle's Thirty Acres"
and my father taking me to see Rubin "Hurricane" Carter fight at the
"old" Madison Square Garden.
-None of the above remain standing - except for "Hurricane."
being child-cruel to Linda
and how no one had ever seen Linda's mother
and Linda telling everyone that her mother was in the hospital
and my blurting out: "She's not in the hospital. That's what they tell
kids when their mother is dead."
-I'll never forget Linda's face when I said that. I will also never forget
Linda's face the day that her mother came home from the hospital.
Nana and Pap Pap - our elderly and old-worldly Italian landlords at 1085
Summit Avenue where I lived for the first 22 years of my life
and their having been like grandparents to me
and Nana calling me "La Nana"
and watching Pap Pap put snuff up his nose
and watching Pap Pap sneeze violently
and watching the snails that Pap Pap used to let crawl around in a
portion of the backyard.
-I later learned that those snails found their way to Nana's Sunday
gravy [aka, tomato sauce]. Much much later I began to eat those things:
"Les escargots, s'il vous plait."
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