Paradise lost,Verdugo Hills High School,1955

“Beam me up, Booty Jr High.. all children smile in the same language”...an Iago in disguise, dissembling thru his PSAL medal....fastest 12 year old in the 60 yard dash under the doomed roof, Iago shrewdly splitting out of his Devil’s pleasure palace to the school auditorium.....cast as George Washington in the all encompassing 8th grade “Father of his country”.


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“Oh my goodness” “Heaven forbid” “Him again” none of the PTA monotones suspecting the masochistic sadistic motives playing out......

So what if the bullying fire escaped East 4th and Avenue P street urchin needs constant approbation.....

Is he pushing Abe Reles out of the Half Moon Hotel on Surf Avenue? mowing down innocents in Pakistan? Wiring suicide bombs in “Thief of Bagdad”?

“Raise yer hand, ” said the head counselor Missus Roberts, thinking to herself.....the big kid adults wolfing down their amnesia not unlike a dementia masking as an Alzheimer....

As a tradeoff , I kid you not dear reader......

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The “father of his country” goes cross country, Rudolf Valentino’s “Sheik”.... emerging as “the cream cheese bandit” in a City of Angels Safeway market...kiping a midget sized Philadelphia cream cheese into his foul weather jacket., the ceiling mirror capturing his petty thief’s soul...morphing into nickel and dime aggressions, the bully finding his own web site...

Twenty five years after the fact..... oblivion

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Missus Roberts, the counseling honcho, migrated across the Continent as a ”Miss America .Go west, young lady” her Ucla backpack ....Brenda Joyce, 1945 ....

Saddle shoed sorority sisters yearning for their break on Hilgard’s sorority row, open to the gentle winds of an ominous lyricism..... Deanna Durbin in disguise

A mescaline shrieking hoop de hoop ..... juiced up m.o.t’s near Albuquerque, freaking out on a stoned Andre Agassi euphoria .

“Y’hear Tristan&Isolde, don’t you Gov’nor?”

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In asthma hay fever smog free Sunland Tujunga... driving up from the Valley , she discovered Shangri-la’s Verdugo Hills High School........directing the cumulative record sweep from kindergarten thru Verdugo Hills Junior High into the Senior High of raging hormones Friday nighters and hot rod cruising Smother brother flicks.

Diane Keaton’s transition to “Annie Hall”........Glendale Pasadena La Cresenta Flintridge, publisher Manchester Boddy’s gilded orchids beyond the school’s ....

“The last of the Mohigans” Henry Fonda, Binnie Barnes.

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Her classroom appearances gave her a tactful prescience....”Dr. Jink Fish, a psychologist, doing her PHD thesis on childhood realities..... morphing into grown up fantasies”.

Having access to Lenny Ross’s yearnings, Ucla ‘s Fearing Gingerelli Wenger’s data bases.....Fearing of Hadley Cantrel’s “ Social Psychology”....

Later mowed down by a car at a pedestrian crossing.... San Vicente above Wilshire (the Air Reserve Center) below Bundy, Freud’s “Civilization against the discontents” playing out

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Lenny’s appearance on the $64000 question.. Thru graduation to Reed and Yale Law School, his tenure: editor in chief, the law review...

Then Governor (aka attorney general) Jerry Brown’s Nuke Prof. at Boalt Law School, regulating utility rates from Sacramento.

Resolving his demons......climbing a fence, surrounding a motel’s swimming pool, finding his nirvana, his sponge like lungs breathing their last....an unfettered nemesis, conquering his giant retentive soul.

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When Jinx Fish’s husband Dr, Jekyl wasn’t tethering Oscar nee Hughie Hughes, the pet ape they adopted from the Edgar Rice Burroughs compound. in Tarzana, he subbed in Lenny’s Junior High classes..

What was the skinny on Lenny Ross?”

The school’s enlightened leadership: Bill Farmer, a handball player extra ordinaire; Bob Bennett Dorothy Kirby vice principals, Mrs. Burke, school secretary, a dangling Novella Roma purse on her arm. ....

Charismatic Herman Adams into advanced algebra the chess club: his state of mind. like his door always open....

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Meanwhile Jenkyl and Lenny kibitzed about his stock market prowess...”gimme a few tips, .Y’ like Royal Dutch?”

“Who’s your broker? Joe the pro?” asked the vunder kid, spitting out a pistachio shell of price&earnings, many moons before Madoff’s “Sheik of Araby” costumed fall from 6th grade grace.

Sweating jumping jacks on the football field... a shower...., Sy Korach, the basketball coach, monitoring Lenny’s spritz, snapping his towel.... vicariously morphing his own Midwood High memories...Mister Ralston, a pro in snapping his tosches.

Building his home on North Bundy Drive, while coaching at LA Trade Tech ...the on ramp freeway geometries ....Harbor Long Beach Hollywood Ventura San Diego Santa Monica playing out a “trick or treat”..... to Disneyland.

“Who’s yer Daddy? “

City of Brotherly Love, the Bronx Bombers 2 - 1, World Series, November 1, 2009

40 Years Still Breathing - Win 1 for the Bard




"Bartender good humor man and wet nurse," shouted Hughie Hughes, the emancipated gorilla who was once a pet ape living the life style of a house bred rhino("the tennis champ of Pismo Beach")
deported back to Griffith Park’s zoo for devouring tons of livestock Not worth his weight in Euros," claimed his caretakers, the internationally famed PHD’s Jenkyl and Jinx Fish.

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As the two psychologists.....continued their lab play of ping pong, Hughie having turned the ping pong table around, reversing their fortunes not unlike "Precious" the documentary about a sophtic Billie Holiday .. scat singer on the make.... abusive mommas and poppas- who tried to devour her sensibility. An aggrandizement off an unholy war inside the family boudoir.
"I know what you want pops, and it ain’t loving," said the buxom teenager, to her burned out pops."I’m not gonna grow up and be wasted like you know who," she said, throwing the gauntlet at the authority figure.....

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Marquis de Sade’s masochism coupled with Genet’s "Balcony"of corrupting souls into uppers and downers, "a bit of snuff, Watson",said Dr. Holmes putting aside Brahms third violin concerto score.
"We’re on cruise control, Holmes,"said Nigel Bruce into his alter ego’s.... Basil Rathbone’s role playing......

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Meanwhile Hughie Hughes relishing his peekaboo role at the keyhole of the Fish’s sanctuary.
"Friends, Romans and country men lend me your ears We are not here to bury that great public savant, coach Murray Eisenstadt But to honor those Ithaca NY summer leanings...setzing in his rocking chair, Kappie in her hammock."
He had nothing more to prove after thousands of days punching the clock The teaching game had been good to him and Kappie.....their combined longevity genes were celebrated under the four bridges....185 years of enchantment in&out of the classroom.(95&90 a~nos)
Who could top that? Joe Laurie Jr? "Senator" Ford? Harry Hershfield? Peter Donald?



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"Raising me as your stud....like I was some status symbol, stealing my primate soul....and for what,"screamed Hughie. "Chasing ping pong balls, escaping into late tee ve. Me another Soupy Sales’s a pie in yer face. Dagmar Jerry Lester Dave Garroway Jack Paar Steve Allen Carson ."
"We gave you an identity in the jungle even if the Name Detective came up with your real down to earth what’s in a name," said Jinx, scrambling for a cross court forehand.
"Who would think, going back to 1066 and the Magna Carta,"that you grew into thoughtfulness.
"Why Dwight Eisenhower... Ike...would envy you. His genealogy originates with Smithy. A black smith out of Kansas. How does that grab you, Hughie?" said Jenkyl, batting the ping pong down the line, the rubber faced racquet spinning the angle..
"Wow,"cried the gorilla into his squint at the keyhole. "Like a rally monkey by those Angel.
fans in Anaheim.. Game six at the Yankee Stadium for the World Series....no rally monkeys or thunder sticks..
"Pettite Mariano ("Mo") Jeter and Posada......those pioneer pin strippers have a Chinamen’s chance......the Phillies well rested, waiting......waiting’

The Bronx, Yankee Stadium... World Series rehearsal, October 25,2009.

Celebration of Murray and Kappie's life together

Let the flags fly half mast......Murray Eisenstadt’s soul ascending.(1912-2009)
Cry the flood of tears until the ducts are empty. Larger than life, he entered our own ocean of humanity..Midwood High School@Brooklyn College, in the dual role of Social Studies(civics) and varsity tennis coach sixty seven years ago.





His intellectual yearnings may have begun long before his imagination settled on his sweetheart and wife "Kappie"...., embracing his selfless role in the Brooklyn cosmos of Brownsville. Where Hopkinson and Sutter Avenues intersect. The Hebrew Educational Society (HES) community center.
A reality scene beholden to Meyer Lansky Bugsy Siegal Al "Bummy "Davis ‘s Murder Inc..
Luminaries like Danny Kaye Abe Stark, the Ebbets field clothier ("hitting our sign on a fly we guarantee a suit") former Borough president. Post WW2 , son Ray, playing out his role as an agent, in the Grauman Chinese tinsel town syndrome.
His wife Fran, Fanny Brice’s daughter.
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Murray fell into the wand of youth, spellbound by Rabbi Alter F. Landesman (1922-65) who masterminded the community center’s "Jerusalem of America" growth..
Those early years of classroom teaching and coaching seemed propitious, the school’s inscription ‘Enter to grow in body mind and spirit....Depart to serve better your God your country and your fellow man’
Althou those practice tennis duals at Kelly Field Mammoth clay courts Wingate field may have given Murray myopia, he honored us with an ‘M’ , a passport back to the Beverly Hills Tennis Club. and a transition as a scribe at Ucla’s Daily Bruin.,.. Henry Fuchs, English Chair @ Midwood’s Argus... Julie Raskin, Boys Physical Education chair, parlaying the pedigree.
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Murray was Julie’s "Godfather". His star quality found its way unto the United Lawn Tennis Association, the New York Times columns of WCR@NYTimes,com.,his championing of Alethea Gibson, the first Afro American woman’s number one and Wimbledon champion, .
His hard work and vision mirrows the greatness of the Big Apple and its diversity.. The immigrant flow into Ellis Island, passing the Statute of Liberty heralds the "Jerusalem of America" and giants like Murray and Kappie Eisenstadt, their ancestors and nephews and nieces.
Could a Cantor like Moishe Oysher of those 1930 yesterdays thunder his prayers for Murray’s departed soul.. ......
A role model and public servant on many different levels. Brooklyn College’s impresario for its aging populace...the Center for political utterances, his glorious birthdays at Lundys in Sheepshead Bay: the gratuitous telegrams (text messaging) from Woody Allen Marty Markowitz Chuck Schumer Matilda Raffa Cuomo...glad hands from grown up Ebbets Field 55 cent knot hole kids..... .
He and Kappie playing bridge at the newly built hi rise student union,
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Do not count your years but make your years count. It’s nice to fall in love again no matter what your age.
We shared his inspiring space in and and out of the classroom " I may no longer be in the system. but I haven’t lost my fire,"he told WCR@NYTimes.com.
We loved him because he allowed us to be a part of his extraordinary journey into "tikkur olam"... repairing the world .
"When are you coming over?" he said in those waning moments of 97 years..
"Murray forgive us for one more sob....... the human who lost his way....hesitates at the crossroads of an arrow,. "I may not know how far... but I know where to ."
Midwood High School@Brooklyn College..............October 10. 2009