Best yet Eric! Anxiously waiting for part 2. Love the graphics and the details of anger, success, failure and all the feels of moving a family. Post more often, once a week not to often, if you’ve written it, post it! Fondly, your fan Trisha!
Thanks, Jim! Although I DID use the Biblical Exodus of the Jews as a comic literary metaphor, I hope my readers know that it was JUST THAT - used for bloggish HUMOR!!!
That was a great read Eric. Thanks for the entertainment & my almost laugh out loud laughs. I hope that living in Sante Fe is exceeding your expectations.
Ha ha, I appreciated how unfunny it was for you - your telling of it in your way makes if funny to me.I have many happy memories of when I lived in Echo Park in the early 80's. One of them being getting our burritos from the street vendor a couple of blocks from our house on Valentine St. How sweet it was to be newly weds and our first home was on Valentine St. xo Bambi
That’s interesting as I seem to remember that Valentine was not a very long street.
Many connections for us just not @ the same time. Back to Noo Yael- I wonder if you ever, when you were a dancer, danced @ The Cubiculo Theater. I acted in a Lorca play there, in the 60’s.
I remember the Cubiculo Theater, but I didn't really arrive on the Lower Manhattan "scene" until late 1969 -when I'd just graduated college and moved into the OM ZIG loft on The Bowery and Kenmare Street and first took workshops at La Mama Etc. I "split" New York "for good" on March 21, 1970, the 1st Day of Spring, when I got in my car named "Steppenwolf" and drove up and down America "like it was one big map" - for 4 months without any itinerary. I was footloose and fancy-free - until I hit Chicago where ran ran into a modern dance company led by Shirley Mordine, my one and only mentor in life, which had just lost its one and only male dancer. The rest - is history (at least my own personal one!)
I grew up at "1969 Valentines Road" in Westbury, New Yawk, one of the early "suboibs" on Lon-Gisland. I thought the year 1969 would never come since we moved there in 1952, and 1969 seemed SO FAR AWAY to an elementary schooler and high schooler. But it finally DID, the year I graduated college but refused to go to my graduation, because by that time, I had "turned on, tuned in, and dropped out"!!!
I also did a one-man SHOW called "IT'S THE DAY AFTER VALENTINE'S DAY" in LA and the Edinburgh Fringe Festival in Scotland in 1995. It was about a man who desperately wanted to fall in love, who did, and then, BOY, was he sorry! It was staged-managed (of course) by Jonathan Valentine!
"Valentine St", on the other hand, in Echo Park, was just down the hill from "Lucretia Gardens", down the old wooden stairs to the Red Car Trolley Line (which no longer exists), right night to Elysian Heights Elementary School, where Exsel, our son, went 2nd -6th grade. Also 2 of my best LA friends, Charlie Davis and Lisa Jensen, along with reggae guru, Roger Steffens, also lived on Valentine St. when I first moved to LA in 1982.
Incredibly well written. Personal comment : "You have a high energy level."
Truly wonderful and relevant to me. Ed Rosenthal (Poetbroker). I am also getting out of LA and I will be spending a good part of my time in New Mexico. It will take me one more year to do it. Thank you for posting this!
The can’t put it down one year anniversary account of your painful and triumphant exorcism and ultimate or penultimate metamorphosis was most enjoyable. Thanks, oh shah of blah! Looking forward to part 2 from your ocean of notions.
Eric Trules was the Pope of Echo Park and he will be missed.
And there was there was that golden, onion-domed Russian Orthodox church right near your house on Sutherland.
When it comes to this kind of writing I don't there is anyone better anywhere than Mr. Trules.
Why, THANK YOU, Mr. Wohl!!!!
Best yet Eric! Anxiously waiting for part 2. Love the graphics and the details of anger, success, failure and all the feels of moving a family. Post more often, once a week not to often, if you’ve written it, post it! Fondly, your fan Trisha!
Thanks, Trisha, as always, number one fan!! But can you also click the heart to like the post? Every little click helps😁❤️❤️
What an epic story..... it's like the Second Exodus......
Thanks, Jim! Although I DID use the Biblical Exodus of the Jews as a comic literary metaphor, I hope my readers know that it was JUST THAT - used for bloggish HUMOR!!!
I empathize. Two months of market rent in London (or any asset-bubble infected city) will turn into into a Maoist 😊
Right on, my socialist Israeli friend, whose Bar Mitzvah I videotaped in Jerusalem ALL those years ago!!!
That was a great read Eric. Thanks for the entertainment & my almost laugh out loud laughs. I hope that living in Sante Fe is exceeding your expectations.
I WISH they WERE OUT-LOUD LAUGHS, Bambi! But AS ALWAYS, THANKS FOR READING! And YES, Santa Fe, HAS EXCEDED my expectations!!!!
Ha ha, I appreciated how unfunny it was for you - your telling of it in your way makes if funny to me.I have many happy memories of when I lived in Echo Park in the early 80's. One of them being getting our burritos from the street vendor a couple of blocks from our house on Valentine St. How sweet it was to be newly weds and our first home was on Valentine St. xo Bambi
That’s interesting as I seem to remember that Valentine was not a very long street.
Many connections for us just not @ the same time. Back to Noo Yael- I wonder if you ever, when you were a dancer, danced @ The Cubiculo Theater. I acted in a Lorca play there, in the 60’s.
I remember the Cubiculo Theater, but I didn't really arrive on the Lower Manhattan "scene" until late 1969 -when I'd just graduated college and moved into the OM ZIG loft on The Bowery and Kenmare Street and first took workshops at La Mama Etc. I "split" New York "for good" on March 21, 1970, the 1st Day of Spring, when I got in my car named "Steppenwolf" and drove up and down America "like it was one big map" - for 4 months without any itinerary. I was footloose and fancy-free - until I hit Chicago where ran ran into a modern dance company led by Shirley Mordine, my one and only mentor in life, which had just lost its one and only male dancer. The rest - is history (at least my own personal one!)
https://www.erictrules.com/blog/losing-my-old-voice-to-find-a-new-one/
I grew up at "1969 Valentines Road" in Westbury, New Yawk, one of the early "suboibs" on Lon-Gisland. I thought the year 1969 would never come since we moved there in 1952, and 1969 seemed SO FAR AWAY to an elementary schooler and high schooler. But it finally DID, the year I graduated college but refused to go to my graduation, because by that time, I had "turned on, tuned in, and dropped out"!!!
I also did a one-man SHOW called "IT'S THE DAY AFTER VALENTINE'S DAY" in LA and the Edinburgh Fringe Festival in Scotland in 1995. It was about a man who desperately wanted to fall in love, who did, and then, BOY, was he sorry! It was staged-managed (of course) by Jonathan Valentine!
"Valentine St", on the other hand, in Echo Park, was just down the hill from "Lucretia Gardens", down the old wooden stairs to the Red Car Trolley Line (which no longer exists), right night to Elysian Heights Elementary School, where Exsel, our son, went 2nd -6th grade. Also 2 of my best LA friends, Charlie Davis and Lisa Jensen, along with reggae guru, Roger Steffens, also lived on Valentine St. when I first moved to LA in 1982.
Smalllll worrrrrld!
I very much enjoyed this post. You live an exciting and complicated life.
THANKS, "O'Malley"! INDEEEEEEEEED! And now, YOU'RE PART OF IT!!!!!
Incredibly well written. Personal comment : "You have a high energy level."
Truly wonderful and relevant to me. Ed Rosenthal (Poetbroker). I am also getting out of LA and I will be spending a good part of my time in New Mexico. It will take me one more year to do it. Thank you for posting this!
THANKS, Ed. YOU'RE WELCOME! Be sure to look me up when u make it to New Mexico!!!!
The can’t put it down one year anniversary account of your painful and triumphant exorcism and ultimate or penultimate metamorphosis was most enjoyable. Thanks, oh shah of blah! Looking forward to part 2 from your ocean of notions.
THANKS, O, GREAT MONDAYLA! Wasn't it GRAND to BE PART OF IT???????