Howdy girls and boys. In the previous episode (The Phone Call That Changed My Life) you learned about my NYU acceptance interview. It ended with the Dean saying . . .
Mom and dad had their hearts set on my going to college. Me, not so much. I had my heart set on buying a motorcycle and riding across the country.
Our Queens New York High School concert band was once city-wide champion—but that was long before my tenure. Truthfully . . .
We Jewish High School kids self-selected into mainly two groups: college bound and juvenile delinquents (JD for short). There were also some loners here and there. (I’ll have more to say about a couple of those in a moment. Stay tuned.) . . ..
I started high school in the Fall of 1956 in the Bayside High School class of 1960. It included the good Jewish kids (at least good on the surface). That was my clan. Then there were the mostly Italian and Irish Parochial school kids who were so “unruly” their previous schools would . . .