Driving over 2nd Avenue or waiting for the light on Mt. Prospect, I'd
often ponder the progress of
The World Trade Center.......it was directly across from Essex Catholic.
When it was being built it was draped
in scaffolding and sheets and with each passing semester it rose a little....
I used to think "Wow, that thing
will be there for the next hundred years and we watched it being built!"
also remember myself and other students staring wistfully out of classroom windows taking in the view at
the end of a long day......what was the essence of the world??? What would the future hold.....?
a very picturesque view, more like a snapshot of a nineteenth century city and factories....
Catholic was always bitter sweet for me. I made friends with some good people and I learned to Wrestle but it was
supposed to teach me something else, something I could take out into the world.....something that would never desert
me.....but that wouldn't come until years later.....
On the side, toward the back of Essex
Catholic was a large outdoor stairwell that rose several stories. It reminded me of the staircase that The Beatles ran
down to get to the open field in "A Hard Days Night."
Sometimes I would stare up at it and
ponder.....it seemed to embody some kind of freedom..... something I was looking for on a level I didn't quite
By Senior year I was ready to leave Essex Catholic. I was disillusioned and weary and unhappy
with my life. Unlike most students I had no concrete plans. I'd been accepted at college but that was not to be.....
I didn't want to learn any more History or French or Math....
I wanted to find what life
was all about, the Bottom Line.....In the ensuing years I almost died trying but I did succeed.
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Amazingly, 40 years have passed......
life has been an adventure that unfolded with great perils and rewards.....
In the ensuing years I've
lived in New Jersey and California and drove across country many times ...
These days I'm thankful for the simple things and look with great concern where we are
headed as a nation......
Oh yeah.....about Crosby, Stills and Nash.....(continued from first
page "Spring of 1970")
Somewhere back in the 80's I was at Newark Airport
and standing on line a few people in front of me was
none other than Stephen Stills.
He had on a baseball cap and no one else recognized him.
When his companion approached and said
"Stephen, lets go get a drink," I knew for sure it was him....
A couple years later I was at a yard sale in Montclair
and bought David Crosby's Bio "Long Time Gone."
Later, I was in California selling at the Rose Bowl Flea Market
when I recognized the lady standing at my table as David Crosby's wife, Jan.
Having just read the book and seen her picture in it, (very distinct looking lady)
I said "I just read the book" and we began to talk.
David here? I asked.
"No, but Graham is," (she had accompanied Graham and his wife)
and the next thing I know, Graham Nash is walking over to my table.
We talked about old photos which he collects
and I steered him over to a guy that sold stereoscopic pictures.
I was to bump into him at the Rose Bowl once or twice after that.
Then in 1999 I was in the Santa Ynez Valley near Santa Barbara at a grocery store.
As my food is being rung up I look at the guy in back of me and it's David Crosby!
He was standing there with a cart of food and his little boy sitting in the cart.
I didn't know what to say and didn't want to come off as a silly fan.
What was I going to say "Hey, I like your music?" He's heard that a million
He and his wife had come up with a brand of salsa which they sold at the store
but I couldn't find it that day so I said,
"I was looking for your wife's salsa but I couldn't find it."
His eyes lit up. "It's here!" he said emphatically.
"Well, I bought some last week
but I couldn't find it today." I replied.
Suddenly he pushed the cart to the side and said "Come
following David Crosby through the super market. Very surreal.....
What had happened was the sign had fallen
and you couldn't distinguish
his wife's salsa from the dozen other brands
and Crosby was a little miffed.
He re-posted the sign and handed me a container of salsa.
I thanked him and left....
Things like that happen all the time in California.....
I've got a lot of stories like that......
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