Why so long? Baseball gets in the way---no, I am serious---with so many games and so many statistics about players that I long to find out---it takes up a lot of time. Will try to post a little more frequently. At this point, health wise, things look positive. No hospital or doctor visits until April 26---that is about 13 days. That will be the longest amount of time that I will not have been medically supervised in quite a while. Beautiful day outside--tried to take advantage of it with a walk to the Barnes and Noble bookstore, and then spent about a half hour there, just browsing. Saw the new Philip Roth bio, also Tovah Fedschuh has a bio that looks interesting. Both have long waiting lists at the library, and, at this point, are too expensive for me to think about buying. Did reserve Susan Miller's latest novel called Monogamy---love and betrayal among the Cambridge Mass types, at least that is what I think it is. Also, Rodham, by Curtis Sittenfeld, apparently an alternative life of "you know who". Still moving through The Turner House, the. novel about three generations of a black family in Detroit, Constantly interesting---though the writer diffuses sometimes, because she has to cover a lot of ground. (thirteen children in the first generation)
While walking east from Riverside Park to Broadway via 82nd street, remembered a feeling of peace and serenity that I experienced on another west side walk. It was Spring of 1966---a Saturday evening, and I was feeling very contented. I had put my sad romance with my "Goucher friend" behind me---life was fun at the Department of Welfare office in the Bronx where I worked, and I guess I felt my acting classes with Milton Katselas was building my resolve to leave the department and audition on my own. At the moment, though, all was calm. I was living in a rooming house on West 94 street, so the walk must have been in the low nineties or high eighties around West End and Riverside. No romantic involvement or yearning that I can remember. Just an easy "high". Soon afterwards I left the Department of Welfare and its quirky young community to devote myself fully to getting acting jobs. It did not work---I found myself with much too much time on my hands. Should I have stayed at the Department a little longer. Leaving it was the beginning of my "plunge into chaos", as I tried to hold things together without working. Ultimately it all resolved itself, but not before a lot of testing and strange adventures. More about that some other time (possibly) lets just say I survived the twists and turns of the next few years.
Thats all for now--time to get back to baseball---I guess, will report soon,
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