Then in the 70's at Kings Highway you could find a mommy at home who could watch your child as a favor. That would be Sandy Margolin. Sandy and Herb lived on the first floor. They had Howard and Scott. Howard and I were babies together. We have that typical camp picture dressed alike in Danskin blue and white striped outfits. I also had babysitters. One liked to spank me and drink Vodka. And then then my most vivid memories are of my grandparents. I spent alot of time with them. I honestly do not remember my mom and I being together a lot. I know she worked so after school I was at Sandy's or with my babysitter's. On weekends my mom dated. I remember going to McDonalds every Sunday with my grandparents. I even remember what I had. A cheeseburger, fries and a vanilla shake. I had a complete set of glasses that they gave out right down to their Hamburglar and Mayor McCheese. I remember staying over my grandparents and watching All My Children in my pajamas and my grandmother would bring me a snack table for breakfast with eggs and lox, a toasted bagel with cream cheese and a cup of coffee with lots of sugar and milk. I think at this age I took for granted just how great being catered to feels.
I remember being in a toy store with my grandfather and I wanted a big stuffed St. Bernard. I kept looking at it and staring at it and my grandfather probably said it was too much. After leaving the store and I am sure pouting my grandfather haggled and got me that St. Bernard for $11.00.
sometimes i'd like to quit
nothing ever seems to fit.
Hanging around some kind of lonely clown,
What I got they used to call the blues,
nothing is really wrong, feeling like I don't belong.
walking around some kind of lonely clown.
Need I say more. Karen and I would have been best friends. And on that note I end this chapter. A song from the 70's sums up my every feeling and thought in 2007.