What Am I?

“What am I..... if I gain the thing I seek? A dream a breath; a froth of fleeting joy who buys a minute’s breathe to wail a week...or sells eternity to get a toy. For one sweet grape who will the vine destroy claims the Bard


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A *super power came saw and conquered Lake Forest Illinois’s Market Square over 4 decades ago.....

Earlier a Lake Forest undergraduate from Minnesota named Richard Widmark chased his dream... little knowing he would be remembered as the giggling Tommy Udo in a 1947 flick where he pushed his victim down a flight of stairs.

His passing at nine decades plus three in the tri state landscape March 24 .2008 .

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Meanwhile the super power’s sister in law’s husband “favoring old fashioned love that lingers over the years” returned to Surprise Lake Camp in Cold Springs New York after some seven decades plus ..Eddie Cantor being his guardian angel

May we all be grateful for the Lake Forests and Surprise Lake Camps in our lives.

Grand Central Station. August 22,2010

King Solomon Mines and “emeralds”...

King Solomon Mines and “emeralds”...at the Loew Kings...while at the Loew Saratoga eons ago.... Charlie Chan (w/o emeralds) Warner Oland ......Keye Luke as numero uno son.....Ralph Byrd as Dick Tracy in his weekly episode....


What difference did it make if the African “mines” second unit director George Marton was living atop Laurel Canyon between Sunset Boulevard and Studio city’s Ventura Boulevard in the basin of the City of Angels.

Didn’t Fanny Brice as Baby Snooks (during her Flo Zigfield Billy Rose tandem) throw Budapest born George a curve at the Richard Burton (age 27) Jean Simmons biblical epic “The Robe” premiere at the Fox Wilshire in Beverly Hills, block down from restaurant row and the La Cienega tennis courts. Sammy Match’s pro shop....Kent Taylor (“Boston Blackie”)Allen Joslyn

Alan Mowbary schmoozing...... playing chess while setzing on a call from their agents..

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“Gosh Momma, there’s Robert Ryan with his sons....Bette Davis “Aging isn’t for sissies” Ray and Fran Stark (Baby Snooks daughter by Billy Rose(Eleanor Holmes husband from the New York World’s Fair, 1939 the Flushing Meadows ball and periscope.)

“Shelly Winters...who’s her consort momma?.....put tthose kleigs on Brando’g “I wuz once a contender”.

“Down boy Don’t you know your composers...Elmer Bernstein Aaron Copeland......selling those maps on Sunset....there’s Morris Carnovsky..”

“And......the open limo ”Born Yesterday”“ William Holden(Billy Wilder’s “Golden Boy”) with Shirley Mclaine?..no that’s Judy Holiday. Can’t you tell, Sonny?”.

“Larry Parks of the “Jolson Story” he doesn’t look like his tongue is cut out....and his Betty Garret. .Sidney Skolsky, the producer and columnist from Shwabs drugstore on the strip......Remember Sonny?”

“Who’s that getting out of the liumo? Charlie Chaplin?” Who’s that with him?”

“I didn’t know he had a daughter ,Momma?”

“That’s his wife. Sonny. Oona O’Neal. Who’d y’think she was? Paulette Goddard?”

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“Sending you to Hollywood High. Ucla....and you can’t read convoluted brain waves....Shame on you, Sonny. This next star is into commercials......”

“Doing commercials...sure Momma. It’s Orson Welles...those winos suck....”

“And him, a genius....Citizen Kane....y’ think tinsel town is getting even with him. Cutting off his banking.... Bank of America?.”

“I wouldn’t put it past Hearst, would you Sonny?”

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“All those hours days years hawking maps on Sunset Boulevard.....waving your arms to the city slickers in their SUVS....the tourists and voyeurs for the latest grand slam....paying for a thrill. And what do we have to show for it, Sonny?”

“How we gonna marry you off? Like the Clintons from Little Rock......Sure they got mobility and Yale Law on their side. Bubba plays a cool sax.... alto? tenor?

“The dysfunctional playing out their inner needs..... want celebrity, don’t they? A thrill to make the economy go....celebrity is the engine playing out..... Sonny.

“Can’t tell a real life star.....molecular biologist and a monkey from Mars astronaut....Horse radishing their haciendas and castles in the air in quest of a title...an identity.

“ Prince Romanoff, sir..”

“Isn’t it all fake? Phoney? We kid you not, Sonny. A fantasy? Illusions we live and die by.”

Where did we and your father go wrong?”

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“You on peyote? Snuffing it? The National Guard Flight Sarge Jack Nicholson. His multiple personalities searching for his real role model..... coming off the greens as a caddie on the Jersey shores.. Vincent Price’s disciple.... locked up in that test tube as “The fly”

“Brain washed you to be a valet... parking cars..Ciros Mocambo Trocadero the Palladium Earl Carrol’s Vanities.....hustling gas like Dana Andrews...if y’ believe it. That’s how he was discovered, Sonny.

“We moved to Norton Avenue so y’ can draw first blood at the Forum in the role of an usher.

“Isn’t that how Jack L. discovered Martha Vickers husband. Made him chief of production after Colonel Zanuck.....pack backing those trails into the desert: 29 Palms Palm Desert Palm Springs, Sonny.”

“Horse radish, Momma?”

”An apocalypse, Sonny...we’re all hanging by our thumbs...* living on borrowed time.”

The Big Apple, *August 11,2010

Convoluted brain waves continuing

Convoluted brain waves continuing....thru “Bubba” and Hillary’s daughter Chelsea , hitching her dreams at age 30....hundreds throwing in their Cinderella Hansel et Gretel happiness and health bouquets into her reality scene.... playing out at the Astor estate in the Hudson Valley..



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Off the corner of Allenby and Ben Yehudah in Tel Aviv..... Joe the Turk, a livery driver, was thinking out loud........

His own plans for a meeting of the minds with his Sabra, a stewardess off El Al, their hub at Jaffa, on the Mediterranean

No Face book or Tweeter aficionados into the globe’s consciousness..... “I wish I were you” website....

The El Al stewardess reading hard copy in the guise of a wish fulfillment as he viewed her in his rear mirror....his twin sou to be....

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Caroming in and out of traffic, the cab heading toward their Jaffa digs.

“Read it to me, Susanne,” his concentration into sackng his bachelorhood and marketable independence.... embracing a new role on our minor planet.

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Tapping into the divine presence was hardly a 21st century myth but a calculated merging of two souls. .....nothing abstract about those convoluted brain waves swishing thru the ancient Jaffa port for lifelines to the estranged and destitute: bar flies everywhere who had given up on themselves

A chemistry that transcends the land of Israel Gaza the Palestinians.......way beyond observing dietary laws.... reaching out for a minyan(“10th man”) and davening amidst a Kind David odyssey.

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Harper’s magazine 1899 September read Suzanne....

“If the statistics are right, the Jew constitutes but one per cent of the human race .It suggests a nebulous dim puff of star dust lost in the blaze of the milky way.

He ought hardly be heard of but he is heard of: has always been heard of. He is as prominent on the planet as any other people, yet his commercial importance is extravagantly out of proportion to the smallness of his bulk.

His contributions to the world’s list of great names in literature science art music finance, medicine, and abstract learning is also way out of proportion to the weakness of his numbers.

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He has made a marvelous fight in this world..... in all the ages: and he has done it with his hands tied behind him He could be vain of himself and be excused for it.

The Egyptians, the Babylonians, the Persians filled the planet with sound and splendor, then faded dream-stuff and passed away: the Greek and Romans followed and made a vast noise and they are gone: other peoples have sprung up and held their torch high for a time but it burned out and they sit in twilight now or have vanished.

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The Jew saw them all...beat them all, and is now what he has always was, exhibiting no decadence, no infirmities of age, no weakening of his part or slowing of his energies nor dulling of his alert and aggressive mind

All things are mortal bu the Jew. all other forces pass. He remains.

What is the secret of his immortality? asks Samuel Clemnts aka Mark Twain.”

The dreamy Big Apple...August 4 2010 ....Ay Rod smashing his 600th home run at Yankee Stadium, the 7th player in the game’s century old field of dreams The youngest dream catcher ever at 35.......17 years chasing his