I have loved learning exciting, interesting things about others so I decided to share the PG version. My number is 18. 1. My first car was a 1973 Datsun 1200 that I paid $350 for sight unseen. 2. I took a Greyhound bus to San Francisco when I was 17 years old between my junior and senior year of high school. George Moscone was the mayor and Harvey Milk was the supervisor. I have 2 very good teacher friends who worked with Dan Whites widow for years at Treasures Island ES. 3. My sister Diana and I just got off work together when we were riding the J Church Muni line when the White Night Riots marched past us. Now that the statute of limitations have run, I can say I have a friend who was the one who broke the windows on 9 cop cars and his lover set all the cars on fire. That night the SFPD retaliated and busted up the Elephant Bar in the Castro injuring and beating many of the patrons. 4. I shared my first 1 bedroom apt and paid $132.50 a month. The second apt I shared an incredible Edwardian and paid $110 a month ($330 for a five rooms and porch). Both were 2 minutes walking distance to Dolores Park. I had friends with 5 room flats for $300 a month in the Mission. 5. In early years in San Francisco, you would to attempt to cross a 4 lane street and the car 4 lanes over would stop and wait for you. Still shocking. 6. My sister and did a road trip in my fourth car 1972 Datsun 1200 (named Trossa short for Albatross) when she returned after being away 3.5 years in Recife, Brazil. We went to Guadalajara in Jalisco, Matzatlan, and Puerto Vallarta. We returned to Cabo by ferry from PV which no longer runs. While in Baja Sur, while driving 85, the front 2 wheels of the car went into a giant pothole then the rear 2 wheels. It hit the other side of the pothole and I thought I was definitely going to flip the car as it careened hydroplaning through the air bouncing as it landed in the on coming traffic l.ane. Luckily you do not see other cars for hours. My sister screamed and the Divine heard everyones prayers and I lived to see another day. A few years later I finally wrecked that car in a 45 degree head on pulling out of my garage hitting a Samoan lady in the biggest Cadillac Id seen. She was flying down 19th Street. I thought her husband was going to kill me. 7. It was Thanksgiving Eve 1986, my partner and I went to Sacramento to pick up his 5 year son from his wife. I decided to accompany her homegirl on business venture in her beautiful 70s Cadillac Coupe Deville. As I was waiting for her, the guns all came down on my head. Apparently she had stolen that vehicle from one of her acquaintances. Boy was he mad and he said he was just about to pull the trigger. As I was being kidnapped, I thought they would find me in a ditch and never solve my murder. 8. One of my brothers was a pyromaniac and set our house on fire and then set the vacant lot across the street on fire. 9. When my father was a toddler he fell out a second story window and fell into some underwear that was hanging on the clothesline. He survived unhurt. 10. My 2 sisters brought me to Provincetown for the first time. 11. My aunt was stationed in Italy as an interpreter during World War 2 .She was one of the first to know the war was over and could not tell anyone. 12. At our Summer community in Wading River, a close friend of mind somehow found some matches at the round house in the middle of the camp and tried to set it ablaze, but it was put out. It was more of deteriorated abandoned building and no damage. 13. I was walking to Wildwood State Park with friends on the night Richard Nixon resigned in August 1974. 14. When I was 17, I went to a fabulous Diana Ross concert at Radio City Music Hall in NYC. After the concert Jacky Onassis rolled down the window of her limo and I got to see her. On my last trip to the Cape, I got to see the Kennedy compound in Hyannisport. 15. The first time I broke my arm, I just finished 2nd grade. I was at Baptist camp in upstate NY, and tripped on the huge roots growing out of the ground. The arm looked like a pretzel and they had to put be out to reset it and keep my overnight. The second was at the end of 3rd Grade. I kept removing the casts myself as it was summer and I wanted to go swimming. So being fed up and disgusted about the whole situation, I told the doctor what do you think my mother is made of money and can keep paying for these casts? My mother was ready to crawl under the table. The doctor promptly reduced his bill. 16. Theres nothing like being the ham in the sandwich. 17. I qualify for almost any program that has its doors open. I have never been hospitalized for mental illness although many have recommended it. 18. The day of my birth. My father brought my mother to the hospital during a snowstorm on a sled to Hempstead General Hospital.
Posted on: Sun, 17 Nov 2013 06:12:35 +0000
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