did not work....

that's the lead, that is the fact---and even though there is much work for me towards the end of the week, today is one of those "everything is going wrong days"---hey, cityboy, maybe you are exaggerating a bit. After all, the day has not been without its interesting moments. True, the lack of structure is frustrating, and I think that by now, basically you miss the kids when you aren't there, but let's look at what we HAVE done--laundry; an e-mail letter to Governor Spitzer---a five dollar gift to a high school classmate and a memory of Lunt and Fontanne in the Visit (1958) That is not really so bad, frustrated, I know by not hearing the WSS interviews, but tonight the party for Seven Devils, which should mean some fun (we hope) interaction.
Hummus time 12:00, I walk on Broadway past 114 Street, who do I see but high school classmate Geoffrey Heyworth--he speaks to me on the phone from time to time: I don't have to call to him, but out of compassion I do, I see him from the back, call out "Geoffrey!" he turns around---I see his face for the first time, it looks like a hideous, inflated mask of his normal ageing face--do not expect much coherency, but when I ask him how he is, he tells me "awful" and asks me for $10.00---just when I am complimenting myself on saving money---but I feel compassionate---after all, Goeffrey is one of the "briliant" boys of Bx. Science class of 60, who burnt out after his four years at Harvard, and has wandered the streets of Broadway 110-116 ever since (granted he is a good sculptor, as well)---so I reach in my wallet and give him $5.00.
No regret at all, after all, how bad can you feel giving charity to a classmate who constantly looked down on you when you both were seniors. (We got reaquainted about 25 years later, and since then he has always acknowledged me)...well, got that out.....now, party to follow......