HARRY CHAPINS GRAVE SITEI think when people see me for the first time since it all started going down they are a little shocked as to what i look like..i mean i still am a little skinny .. but i sorta look the same.... a little grayer ( but a touch of gray kinda suits me anyway)...a little wiser......but still have that mischievous shit eating grin these days ) and i am doing everything possible to gain weight......i mean tonight i had a sundae at carvels...if you never had a sundae at carvels you have no idea as to what you are missing....when i was a young brooklynite we used to walk to 57th street to the local carvel...i always had the same thing.....chocolate ice cream...Marshmallow sauce........peanut toppings.......now here i am a half a century later and i still am having the same exact thing at carvel...i mean it brings back so many good memories that everytime i have one (only my second one this entire summer) it reminds me of those summer nights in brooklyn.....that sundae never made it passed 58th street on the way back to 63rd.......well tom carvel...thAnks for the memories........with a cherry on top..............please enjoy every sandwich....as warren zevon used to say
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TC, as to all accounts who have seen you- you look great- keep it up, baby!
When i was in 7th and 8th grade, I was chosen to run the 'school store' in the mornings before class began which sold erasers, pencils, note pads, etc- but in the corner of the room stood a deep freezer, so, then in the afternoons we sold ice cream to everyone waiting for their buses in the bus circle - hot as hell in southFL anytime of the year!- we had it all- rocket-pops, nutty buddys, push-ups, italian ice, mickey mouse bars, and of course ice-cream sandwiches...and not an adult in sight to supervise it all! i guess that's why we lost so much money every week. you see, in those precious minutes between the first bell in the morning, and the 'late bell' about 8 minutes later... the 3 or 4 of us 'working' the store would pound as many ice cream bars as we could comsume- and then proceed to class, kings of the retail world (at least in our school) and full of ice cream sanwiches. this caused two problems that were directly linked to our ice-cream misdeeds... i could never stay awake past Mrs. Johnson's 2nd period algebra class 'cause there was so much dairy in my system, and the cold must have shut down my brain for a few hours- which caused my grades to suffer severely; and, we never profitted by even a damn dollar in those two years. I guess the teacher who was supposedly 'overseeing' us, figured we were doing just fine to try to break even and somehow not get ripped off or the storage room broken into. we eventually got so brave as to sychronize our watches and meet at the room throughout the day to grab another 'snack'. man, we were bad little kiddies, but all this talk about ice cream, and especially ice cream sandwichs sure stirs my memory banks, too! everytime i hear someone mention ice cream sandwiches, i think about those years. hell, when i take my own kids to Carvels or baskin-robbins they order the super-de-duper, 10-flavor whirlycone-whatever,.. and when ol' dad just orders a simple, plain ice-cream snadwich they miust think i am soooo lame. but, i just smile and think back to those middle school days...
Mr. Radford, if you happen to see this blog, I am sorry for all the theft and mischief in the years of 1980-81 at Riviera Middle School in St. Pete, FL. I can hook you up with some skateboarding shoes or some snowboarding boots to make up for it, dude.
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