Thursday, November 15, 2007
Here's To You Mrs. Robinson
Excuse me for being in a lascivious mood. In the 50's and 60's it would have blasphemous for myself and my friends to think of our moms in any way but reverential. There was one mom, unnamed to protect the innocent, who lived in building L who had a penchant for disrobing and giving the crowd across the street at St. Joseph's School a "free show." Maybe she was part of the beat generation.
There was a friend who had another penchant, this one with dining with his friends and their moms. He seems to have a remarkable recollection as to how they reacted to him (and vice versa) and what they served at those meals. I tried to chart the path he took along with symbols for those meals to see if there was a distinct pattern. See below. BTW the letters and the corresponding numbers of the buildings defied any kind of logic and was always a mystery to all of us that lived there
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