Conference taveng::bagels

    David, if you look in note 340, you'll find a few of us in BAGELS
    who are "not from New York".
    
    I grew up in Dorchester, on Hansborough Street which was right
    off of Blue Hill Ave. I lived about 2 blocks away from the G&G.
    
    Although I was basically a South Shore boy - Dorchester and then
    Milton in 1955, summers in Nantasket - I have some familiarity
    with Revere. I worked for Avco Everett Research Lab for 13 years,
    and often would drive to Revere lunchtime to go to Kelly's
    for some roast beef or a lobster roll.
    
    Also, my father is originally from Chelsea; I still have some
    relatives living there. My father had a business in Somerville
    for over 40 years - Ross Barrel Company. I used to work there
    summers during my college years.                       
    
       Alan
    

{NICE TO HEAR FROM A FELLOW BLUE HILL AVE RESIDENT. I GREW UP ON FABYAN
    STREET. MY WIFE IS FROM BLUE HILL TERRACE IN MILTON. HER MAIDEN
    NAME WAS TREHUB. DOES IT RING ANY BELLS? SHE GRADUATED FROM MILTON
    HIGH IN '6 HER BROTHER  DICK GRADUATED FROM MILTON HIGH IN 57-58.
    LET'S HEAR BACK.   DAVE

    MAKE THAT YEAR GRADUATED 1963.

    RE: .2
    
    Yes, the Trehub name is familiar to me. I believe I was in the 
    Al Jolson AZA with Richard. I have some friends, who now live in
    Canton, that graduated in 1957 or 1958. Their names are Sheldon Cohen, 
    Al Barnett, and Eliot Klayman. These should jog your brothin-in-law's 
    memory. He'll also probably remember Gerry Koss from Milton; Gerry
    is a personnel-type here at DEC. I graduated Milton High in 1959.
    I was the "baby" of my Milton crowd.
    
    My first wife lived on the corner of Blue Hill Terrace and Blue
    Hill Parkway. Her maiden name was Karen Shatz. She graduated Milton
    High in 1962. Karen's younger sister, Ruth, graduated MHS in 1966.
    Ruth and her husband, Ken Weiner, also from Milton, now live in
    Sharon, where I have been living since November, 1963.
    
      Alan
    

    I lived in Mattapan on Wellington Hill St. Our family resided there
    from the early 40's until '58. I live in Burlington, now and will
    be marrying a woman from Randolph in about 2 months whose parents grew
    up in the Mattapan/Dorchester area.
    
    					Russ Grace
     

    Small world that it is, when I worked in Albuquerque in 1978-79.
    we were very friendly with Jerry. He remembered Richard from Milton
    days. I'll mention the rest of your message to Richard and get back
    with you after that. Happy Holidays.   
                                        Dave
    

    And A Happy and Health New Year to you and your family, Dave.
    
       Alan
    

    MY WIFE SUSAN REMEMBERS YOUR FIRST WIFE KAREN AND KEN WEINER. WHAT
    TYPE OF BUSINESS WAS AL BARNETT'S FATHER IN? BY THE WAY, DO YOU
    KNOW THE MALAMUT'S FROM SHARON? GAIL GRADUATED WITH SUSAN FROM MILTON
    HIGH  IN '63.

    Dave, the name Malamut sounds familiar, but I don't know them.
    
    Who is "Gail"? With all this Jewish geography, no wonder I'm 
    confused.
    
    Albie's (we always have called him that) father died a long time
    ago. I can't remember what he did, but Albie sells customized
    draperies and such, going to the customer's house with samples,
    takes measurements, and installs them. Albie's parents used to
    live on Prince Street in Milton.
    
       Alan
    

    SORRY ABOUT THAT. GAIL IS VICTOR MALAMUT'S WIFE. 

    O.K. no one cares for Mattapan, huh? How 'bout if anyone knows my
    aunt and uncle? They're the Gilmans and lived on Essex street behind
    the Temple (SHALOM) in Milton. Joyce Gilman might be a contemporary of
    one of you people as she is 44.
    
    				Russ Grace

    HEY! A Sheldon Cohen lived next to me on Blue Hill Avenue. Can you
    ask him if he lived next to the Grace's on Wellington Hill ST?
    
    					Russ

    For Russ:
    
    I *cared* for Mattapan, particularly the Square. When I lived
    in Milton, especially before I got my driver's license, Mattapan
    Square was the nearest bastion of culture, particularly the
    Oriental Theater on Friday nights.
    
    Also, my cousin lived on Hazelton Street at #127 (not too far
    from Harvard Street). His name is Jimmy Sherman. His late uncle,
    who lived on the first floor, owned the Mattapan Bowladrome.
    
    And I do remember Joyce Gilman. BTW, Temple Shalom was my schul.
    My first wife and I were married there.
    
    I'll call Shelly (I never call him Sheldon) at his office this
    morning to find out if he lived on Wellington Hill Street, and if
    he remembers you. I know he lived somewhere in Mattapan before his 
    family moved to Milton. During their travels, they also lived year-
    round in Nantasket. He may not be the same Sheldon Cohen you knew,
    though. There were three Sheldon Cohen's in the general vicinity
    back then.
    
    For Dave:
    
    You mentioned that you lived on Fabian Street. Did you attend
    elementary school at the Audubon?
    
    For the New Yorkers reading this Note:
    
    Please disregard.
    
      Alan

    For  Russ: Yes I did attend the Audubon School in 1953 and 1954.
    I had a Mr. Whealan in the 6th grade. After 6th, I went to the good
    -old Solomon Lewenberg for the 7th and 8th. After that year it was
    on to Revere and Shirley Ave. Did you attend the Solomon too?
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    

    RE: .14
    
    See, I told you this Jewish geography would get confusing. Russ
    was not the one who asked about the Audubon. I, Alan, did.
    
    I, too, had Mr. Whelan in the sixth grade. I was in the sixth
    grade in 1952/1953. You were a year behind me. Remember the 
    dances we did in May for our sister school, the Robert Treat Paine?
    I thought the routine we did in the fourth grade was the best; I
    loved bouncing the balls to the military march music.
    
    I missed the Solly. I went to Boston Latin for two years, and
    then when we moved to Milton, I enrolled in Milton High.
    
       Alan
    

    Being that I turn 37 on this Sunday and that I moved out in '58,I
    never made it to the Solly! My brothers did (43 and 44)! I attended
    the Martha Baker and the Charles Logue 12-2 grades.
   
    BTW, the Sheldon Cohen I knew had a brother, but I can't remember
    his name.   
    
    I do remember the Orientasl theater quite well. That was when THEATERS
    were THEATERS! Beautiful sculptured stuff on the sides and that
    sky scene. I remember tnhe bowladrome and I remeber the pool hall
    somewhere down that are where my brother used to get racked quite
    often. Of course Simco's, too!
    
    					Russ 
    

    For Russ:
    
    First of all, Happy Birthday, and may you have many, many more.
    It's not great to get old, but it sure as hell beats the alter-
    native.
    
    O.K., enough of this idle chit-chat. Now let's get down to serious 
    business. My cousin, Jimmy, the one from Hazelton Street, also
    went to the Charles Logue. He, like me, went to Latin School (we
    had a few classes together). He graduated from there, class of '59,
    took his Bachelor's at Harvard and his PhD. at U. Michigan, Ann
    Arbor. He's a professor of Psychology at Indiana U. and is editor 
    of the APA Journal. He also evaluates and monitors many U.S. grants
    in areas of psychology.
    
    The Shelly Cohen I know has a brother by the name of Merrill, who
    now lives in Florida. He also has a sister, Lois, who lives in
    Chicago. Both of Shelly's parents are dead; his mother's name was 
    Bella, his father's was Joe.
    
    Yes, the Oriental back then justifiably touted itself as Boston's
    finest "suburban" theater. I guess back then Mattapan was considered
    a suburb, even though it's part of Boston's city limits. The twink-
    ling stars and the floating clouds in the ceiling, the glowing "eyes"
    of the statues along both walls in the theater and in the main lobby,
    the couches in the outer lobbies of both the Men's and Ladies' Rooms
    definitely made it a classy place. And how can we ever forget the
    balcony on a Friday night? It was an integral part of every teenage
    boy's and girl's rites-of-passage.
    
    There was an attempt, about ten years ago, to revive the Oriental
    in a small movie house in Canton. The "reborn" Oriental's atifacts
    included the organ and butter popcorn machine from the original
    theater. There also may have been a couple of "stars" in the
    ceiling, but nothing like the ones in Mattapan. It closed within
    a year or two after it opened. Perhaps it's just as well. Some
    things are better left to live in our hearts. You really can't
    go home again.
    
       Alan
    
    

    Thanks for the stroll down memory lane, Alan! I have an unusually
    clear memory for my childhood in Mattapan. I think it must have
    been a fun place for people to live. I especially remember going
    over to Erie St. for fresh Bagels right from the oven from the bakery.
    Not everybody had the Orie for watching Sciene-Fiction movies like
    "Forbidden Planet" in!! Of course, I hadn't reached my teen years
    before we had moved to Medford. 
    
    Thanks for the birthday wishes! I took my fiance and my nephew to the 
    Museum of Science and had pizza and cake back at my brothers in
    Framingham. I like small celebrations better. Besides with a wedding
    looming for me in November, small celebrations are better!!
    
    					Russ
    Science 
    
     

    RE: 15
    I sure do remember the dances at the Audubon. It seems like a million
    lite years ago. Maybe because it was. In fact when I moved to
    Dorchester I  went to the Robert Treat Paine for the months of
    April,May and June (3rd grade). After that summer I transferred
    to the Audubon. In the fifth grade I had a Mr. Weitzman. There was
    some talk about his political affiliations. I don't know what happened
    to him. Living on Fabyan St. was really something. I went back there
    a few years ago to show my kids where I had lived as a child and
    lo and behold the house where I lived was no longer. It was a vacant
    lot and the hill we used to sled down (I thought it was the biggest
    hill in the world) was only a little incline. So much for a child's
    immagination. Every house on Fabyan St. had a rose bush in the front
    yard. We used to be able to walk to Morton St. without any problems.
    For the Jewish Holidays it was a walk to Franklin Field. So much
    for the good old days.  Happy Holidays to you and all members of this
    great note called "bagels".
    
    
    
    	
      

    Dave, I, too, had Mr. Weitzman for my fifth grade teacher. He was
    "expelled" from teaching because he was alleged to be, or have been,
    a communist. Don't forget that was back in the early to mid-50's,
    and McCarthy and his goons had America looking for "those dirty
    commies" under every bed.
    
    One of my great memories in Weitzman's class was when I drew a
    Jewish Star on the top of the Christmas tree I had drawn. I had
    no concept of a five-pointed star. Weitzman almost plutzed; he
    took my drawing around the school to show it to all the other
    teachers ("all" being about eight, 3 or 4 of whom were Jewish).
    
    Looking back now, that was a pretty shitty thing for the Boston
    School Department to do: To require kids in a virtually all-Jewish
    elementary school (out of 200 kids, there was one goy) to draw
    Christmas trees, sing Christmas carols, have Christmas candy passed
    out to them. Of course, Chanukah was never mentioned. I wonder if
    any of our parents objected in their hearts. Back then, it seemed,
    nobody ever questioned any authority figures. No doubt, if our parents
    had raised a stink, they would have been told that it was school
    policy, to mind their own business, and who the hell did THEY think
    they were trying to tell the School Department what was appropriate.
    
    When I went to Milton High, Jews made up, perhaps 10 percent of
    the school population. Of course the teachers ALWAYS would schedule
    exams for the Jewish Holidays and say something like: "Oh, YOU
    PEOPLE aren't going to be here? You CAN'T miss those tests". We
    did. They bitched. But, unlike the stance our parents took when
    we were in the Audubon - not to make waves, the Rabbi from Temple
    Shalom went to the Milton School Committee and the board of Selectmen
    and "persuaded" them to stop penalizing the Jewish students for
    not being in school on the Holidays. Not surprisingly, the teachers
    managed to schedule exams for all students on non-Holidays. The
    educational integrity of Milton Public Schools survived this "secular"
    interference. One or two of us even were accepted by colleges.
    
    Where I live now, Sharon, the Jewish kids don't have to worry about
    missing tests on the Jewish Holidays. In fact, even the non-Jewish
    kids don't. The schools are CLOSED, period. What a difference two
    generations make!
    
    Back to Dorchester. Actually, I didn't start hanging out at Franklin
    Field for the Holidays until after we moved to Milton, right after
    my Bar Mitzvah. My memories of the Holidays when I still lived in
    Dorchester involve trading acorns with other kids, in front of the
    3 Shuls clustered around Woodrow Ave. This was serious work, trading
    acorns. I couldn't wait to show my father my now-increased supply
    of acorns when he came out of shul. We kids used to raid all the oak
    trees around the neighborhood for acorns in preparation for the
    Holidays. Probably made the squirrels become anti-Semitic.
    
    I haven't driven down through Blue Hill Avenue in Dorchester for at
    least 15 years. However, recently, within the past year, my sister
    and brother-in-law took my parent for a ride. They ended up going
    through Dorchester, and by Hansborough Street, where we lived. There
    were lots of empty spaces around it, but our three-decker was still
    standing. Nice to have some continuity.
    
    While I think of it, were you related to the owner of Waldman's
    candies on the Ave, or Alvin Waldman from Johnson Road?
    
    This "memory" turned out to be somewhat longer than I had antici-
    pated. Sorry, if I got long-winded, but if I stirred a few more
    pleasant thoughts in your mind, I'm glad.
    
    Have a Happy and Healthy New Year.
    
       Alan
    
                                                     

    RE.20 
    NO RELATION TO THE PEOPLE THAT OWNED THE CANDY STORE OR THE OTHER
    WALDMAN FAMILY. BY THE WAY, THE CHRISTMAS ISSUE IS STILL BEING ACTIVELY
    WORKED EVEN TODAY IN NASHUA. UP UNTIL A FEW YEARS AGO, CHUNUKAH
    WAS ONLY GIVEN A TOKEN AWARENESS. IN THE PAST FEW YEARS IT HAS GOTTEN
    BETTER MAINLY DUE TO THE AWARENESS EFFORTS BY THE JEWISH COMMUNITY.
    WE'VE STILL GOT A LONG WAY TO GO BEFORE WE CAN COME CLOSE TO SHARON.
    HAPPY NEW YEAR
                         DAVE