The next Sunday evening...S

 Sundays always seem to be the most difficult of days. Today I seemed to go in and out of the apartment endlessly. Yet I accomplished some things: paid my computer bill, had two nice conversations with friends, helped another friend out with her taxes---a bit. Still, not very fulfilling. d Ended up by watching a documentary about the Son of Sam case (1977) that centered on a reporter who did not believe that David Berkwitz was the sole shooter. Stopped after two chapters---that was enough. Then back to baseball and basketball scores, which is how I usually finish my evenings.

Found a nice group on Facebook called Broadway Remembered. Posts are mostly about stars and plays of the past. Gives me a chance to write some interesting  theater memories, from the fifties and sixties. someone posted abouts  New Girl in Town, the musical adoption of O'Neill's Anna Christie, that starred Gwen Verdon in her first  role after her success in Damn Yankees. Got a chance to tell what I liked about it and what its problems were. Got some nice feedback.Will visit that group often. 

I remember very vividly seeing the musical. It was on a Wednesday matinee in June of 57---I had just graduated Junior High School 135, and I went by myself. I felt a real excitement sitting in around the second row of the balcony at the 46th Street theater, where the show was playing. That was an interesting summer. For the past 6 summers it was always eight weeks sleep away camp. This summer David and I were going to fly out to California and spend two weeks with our cousin Jerry and her husband Sid, and their four children, Then a flight to Denver to meet our parents---our dad was taking some courses at the University of Colorado at Boulder, and we were spending most of the summer there. That was a great summer---at least for me---got a chance to "date" and pursue some women my own age, and be part of a group of kids whose parents were also taking courses at the University that summer. Loved the lack of structure---and made a really close friend Ernie Northrup from Elmira. He was a lot older then me, but I think we bonded over our love of sports and problems with girl friends. A meaningful summer--maybe will elaborate on it more in the future. We actually drove home---not the greatest trip, but David and I got a chance to see a game at Forbes Field in Pittsburgh.  This meant a lot to us as we were both Pirate fans. Strange, I don't remember who won the game. Anyway, we returned home and I prepared for my first year at Bronx Science.

Had two ct scans and an mri (believe it or not, I made it through)---still waiting to get final results, will report soon. Still reading McBride's Deacon King Kong--vivid picture of a universe that was part of the Red Hook houses. Want to finish it soon---still do not like to read in the apartment, That is it for now, will report soon.