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Feeling like an out of towner, going back to NYC
by Shirley S Kirsten   
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Last edited: Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Posted: Thursday, October 13, 2011

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I'm ready for an action packed trip that has tie-ins to movies.

Feeling like an Out of Towner, going back to New York City

by arioso7: Shirley Kirsten

Update: I’m soon to re-embark for NYC to attend my brother’s wedding. Only this time, I’m departing from the San Francisco Airport, since I relocated to Berkeley, California following a 30-year death sentence in Fresno.

This time around I’ll touch down at Kennedy instead of Newark, hopefully darting any natural disasters in progress.

Haven’t been too lucky with sending gifts East ahead of me. One, marked “fragile” was hurled by quarterbacks in the mail room without a receiver in sight. A Bay area panorama arrived with a chipped frame.

So good chance the airline, Jet Blue, will handle me with care, in a safe deposit to the Big Apple. Meanwhile, I’ll redirect to last year’s adventure:

 

It's countdown time. I'll leave Fresno from the "Dullest" airport tomorrow at the crack of dawn. No, it's not Dulles in DC, but our very own, renamed "Fresno/Yosemite International Air Terminal."

My daughter, Aviva rehashed the hilarious mix-up in her film compilations, "Did Somebody Say Fresno?!" Parts 1 and 2, when she lifted the best forgotten double entendre out of grade B movie obscurity. (Tom and Dick Smothers enjoyed a Fresno bashing car ride in Speed Zone, 1989). I can't forget the made-for-TV mini-series Fresno, 1986, starring Carol Burnett that opened with a Spanish explorer getting off his horse, sampling a handful of grapes, and spitting them out with disgust. With a pained expression, he uttered, "you call these grapes, they taste like 'FRESNO'" -- simultaneous translation, "ashes."

Speaking of the cinema, Jack Lemmon and Sandi Dennis delivered star rated performances in the Out of Towners, 1970. If any film had me in stitches from start to finish, it was this classic. Every calamity these poor tourists endured after they set out from Ohio to the Big Apple was a replay of my living, breathing experiences as a native New Yorker.

Of note: being followed by a psycho on my way to work as I briskly walked the Central Park route. Mace carefully tucked into my shirt pocket was worthless buried under layers of clothing during the winter blitz. Who knows? I would probably have turned the weapon on myself in a frenzied state.

Same high intensity alert during my walk from the West 50th Street subway station at dawn to the High School of Performing Arts on West 46th. I'd step over a few foaming at the mouth panhandlers, as I grabbed a donut and some coconut juice on a corner plagued the night before with pimps. The Times Square area was not what it is today, an upscale, spiffy, media sizzling hub. I always compulsively looked over my shoulder, sensing trouble in time to avoid it.

But calamity control was out the door when I entered a New York City taxi. Those crosstown rides seemed like my last. Encapsulated in a missile of death, weaving in an out of traffic lanes, I said my prayers and planned my funeral. Having reached my destination minus a stretcher, I tipped the cabbie (??) and kissed the ground. In the Big Apple you basically tip all the time, no matter what kind of service you receive. It's built into the culture. If a taxi driver nicks a few pedestrians, runs a few red lights, and shakes your booty with reckless turns, you reward him for his death-defying efforts, even if you barf upon exit.

When a waitress pours hot coffee down your back or drops off a plate with rotten eggs and soggy toast, you still tip her. You don't even think twice. It's programmed in since early childhood. My father shelled out a few coins after I barely survived MSG induced respiratory failure at the neighborhood Shanghai. He was a blue-collar worker and felt compelled to tip with his eyes closed.

New York City in autumn should be delightful. It's an uplifting interval between a sizzling summer and biting winter. I'll enjoy a few walks along Riverside Drive minus my mace, and a handful of subway rides for good measure. I'm told the trains have been cleaned up since I rode them decades ago, and the West Side has been cosmetically transformed into an upscale area known for its variety of ethnic restaurants. I remember savoring cherry soup at a favorite W. 80's Hungarian stop off that was within easy reach of Zabar's, a gourmet deli where, if you didn't shove a few customers out of your way to get to the cashier line, you'd be trampled. I'm up for a rope-a-dope workout with my defenses in high gear.

I've always lived defensively especially when I inhabited a small apartment in the "Berkley" on W. 74th, corner of Amsterdam. It was my first gesture of independence after I graduated Oberlin, the "Learning and Labor school," where hot coffee was once poured down my back by a student earning off her tuition.

My studio, packed tightly with a Steinway grand, overlooked Needle Park, the locale of Pacino's flick, Panic in Needle Park, 1971, that afforded a pleasing view if you didn't look too closely through branches that hid park benches. The movie will surely be a memory refresher.

I can't easily forget the night when I was awakened to billows of smoke pouring into my pad through cracks in the front door. My first reaction was to beat it out of the place before it was too late. But being a tried and true New Yorker, I had installed a police lock that was a powerful barricade to intruders, while it "barred" my easy escape. New Yorkers are sometimes living paradoxes.

I'll definitely feel like an out-of-towner once I exit the plane at Newark airport tomorrow night. My brother will pick me up and drive me to the tip of Manhattan where my 97-year old mother lives. She warned me about two mice that scrambled by the other day that were too cute to trap.

Brings back my earliest childhood memory of seeing a woman with a tight black bun, screaming "Mouse" from her tenement window on 93 Featherbed Lane in the Bronx. It was no match for actress Peggy Wood's shrill cries of danger when a tiny white one jumped onto the stage, interrupting her monologue at Performing Arts High.

We all careened down narrow exits as if our lives depended on it.

My visit to New York should be action packed. This time I'll carry my digital camera instead of pepper spray to capture the high points of my trip. Stay tuned.

***
IMDB Synopsis, The Out of Towners:

"Up for a promotion, George Kellerman is being flown to New York City with his wife Gwen - all expenses paid - for an interview with the top brass. They plan to arrive the night before to enjoy dinner and a show but the plane gets diverted to Boston. George's carefully planned dream trip turns into a nightmare which features, among other misadventures, a hellish train ride to New York, a mugging, a police chase and a broken tooth. You may think twice before ever visiting the Big Apple again. Written by A.L.Beneteau"

Synopsis, Panic in Needle Park from IMDB:

"This movie is a stark portrayal of life among a group of heroin addicts who hang out in "Needle Park" in New York City. Played against this setting is a low-key love story between Bobby, a young addict and small-time hustler, and Helen, a homeless girl who finds in her relationship with Bobby the stability she craves. She becomes addicted too, and life goes downhill for them both as their addiction deepens, eventually leading to a series of betrayals. But, in spite of it all, the relationship between Bobby and Helen endures."

RELATED:

http://arioso7.wordpress.com/2011/09/29/musical-memories-of-new-york-city-and-my-impending-trip-back-home/

Did Somebody Say Fresno, Part 1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFBqDcVa1JA

Part 2:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FecFajmEcrY

Tastes like Fresno (You Tube)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6nTQRtppImo

http://www.youtube.com/keviva007

October 13, 2011 at 11:48 am

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Reviewed by John Bidwell 10/13/2011
How absolutely awesome to still have your Mom at 97!
Best wishes for a smooth journey.
I'll be thinking of you- 30 minutes east.
Now if you were there to do a recital I'd have to go!
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John




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