LEAVING THE BOARDWALK

I was determined to take Jim home to Florida as soon as possible, but Fate intervened as it so often does.  I hadn't been feeling well and I had a pain in my side, especially when I ran.  One night soon after our trip to the park with Jim, I felt so bad that Joy called an ambulance to take me to the hospital.  The ambulance guys were pretty casual about it all and rushed to the nearest hospital at a speed approaching 45 m.p.h.  None of the doctors in the ER looked like George Clooney, but they did seem quite cheerful.

"Well, little lady, I don't think it's your appendix.  What do you think,Manny?"

"Nah, it's not her appendix.  Does it hurt when you pee, Sweetheart?  You know like burn?

"Yes, but there's this pain..."  The doctors were giving each other A Look.

"Are you sexually active, Miss?  Got a boyfriend?"  Manny looked quite severe.

"No!" I said, shocked.  "I'm not having sex."

"Good, don't have any until you're married."

"What about this pain?  What could be causing this sharp pain?  I'm worried."

"I'm going to give you a prescription, Honey.  I think you just have a little bladder infection.  You agree, Manny?

"Oh, yeah, what else could it be?" said the ever scientific Manny, who began to chuckle. "Now don't get scared, but this stuff makes you pee orange."  Both doctors, if that's what they were, began to laugh heartily at this witty remark.  I however was not amused.  And I still had this pain....

My kidneys were full of stones and serious surgery was in my near future.  But I knew none of this until later.  I appeared at my mother's apartment and said I was taking Jim back to Florida.  She started to protest, but then said nothing.  We packed his few things and went to the bus station where we began the trip from Hell. And I peed orange all the way to Sarasota.

ON THE BOARDWALK

The summer of '63 dragged on with the intolerable heat sapping our energy.  Joy and I made the best of it.  We saw Joan Baez and Ella Fitzgerald in concert.  Bob Dylan made a brief appearance at Joan's concert which caused a rapturous response from everyone there.  We went to see Beyond the Fringe and Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf on Broadway--two plays that couldn't have been more different.

Dudley Moore burst on the scene in Beyond the Fringe.

Two friends from Wesleyan, both named Susan, visited us for a weekend.  I remember having a wonderful time and I think we sneaked into the Joan Baez concert, but time has blurred the memories.  Or maybe the fact that alcohol was consumed has blurred those summer memories from long ago.

Every week on my day off I made the long trip to where my mother and little brother were staying and then took Jim into New York City for lunch.  Jim didn't say much and he had a pinched, anxious look.  He had been snatched away from his home and family by my mother for reasons that were never made clear.  Every day he was left alone in their small apartment while my mother went to work.  He had no friends, no books or toys and nothing to do all day.

Jim was just a little boy and he had no idea why he was suddenly living in New York.  I thanked God every day that I was nearby that summer and that he could turn to me for companionship.  Joy went with me on one visit and spent the day with us.  We took Jim to the park and while he was on the swings Joy said to me she thought he was very depressed.  When it was time to go home, Jim refused to leave the park and I knew then how desperately unhappy he must be.  I would have to take him back to Florida.  If I had known then what actually happened that summer, I would have taken him home that day.

To Be Continued

THE WEDDING OF SNOW WHITE

Snow White and the Huntsman

"So the Huntsman has returned," said the Fairy Queen to Snow White, who blushed deeply.

"Yes, Geoffrey was gone a year.  His wife died from the plague and his son was very weak after he recovered and so they went to stay with Geoffrey's mother in a far away village and slowly the boy regained his health.  Then they began the long journey home and found their cottage had burned to the ground.  But our little friends who cared for me for two years welcomed them and allowed them to stay in the little cottage where I had lived.  Anselm told them that I was now Queen and so Geoffrey came to see me and found me in the palace garden."

"And you began to spend time together..." said the Queen.  "And the Huntsman said he loved you...."

"Yes!  And I have loved him for so long....." said Snow White.

"And now you are to be married," said the Queen, smiling.

"Yes, and I want your daughters to attend me and Anselm will give me away.  And I want to be married in the forest at the home of the little men.  I am so happy!"

  

Caleb, the Huntsman's Son

The afternoon of the wedding was bright and clear and filled with birdsong and dappled sunshine.  A long table under the trees was set with so many vases of spring flowers that their scent filled the soft air.  The wedding cake was the most beautiful anyone had ever seen.  As the little men played the fiddle and the flute, the fairy twins floated down the path in matching gowns followed by their little brother, Arthur, the ring bearer and the Huntsman's son, Caleb.  Geoffrey, looking very handsome, entered from the forest and held out his hand for his bride, the radiant Snow White, who walked slowly down the path on the arm of Anselm.  As the bridal couple stood together, the Fairy Queen, joined their hands and began the wedding ceremony.

When Snow White and Geoffrey were at last husband and wife, a collective sigh rose from the assembled company of friends.  When the bride and groom kissed, all who were there on that happy day thought it was about time.  Hours of dancing and feasting followed until the sun set and the moon rose.  Never in all of time had their been such a joyous wedding.  As night fell the guests danced by the light of the moon and thousands of fireflies--the wedding gift of the fairy bridesmaids.

Before the revelry ended Geoffrey and Snow White had slipped away into the forest to a lovely secret place where they would celebrate their long awaited honeymoon.




All photographs were taken by Elizabeth Messina for Faerie
Magazine.

ASBURY PARK - SUMMER OF '63

It was the best of times.  It was the worst of times.  It was 1963.

My friend Joy and I had decided to waitress in Asbury Park, NJ, that summer.  We hoped to have an adventure and make a great deal of money.  Having heard that folks with big old houses they could no longer afford rented out their top floors to college students during the summer hoping to make enough money to heat those houses in the winter, we soon found a pleasant lady who rented us a huge hot bedroom on the third floor for $30 a week which Joy and I would split.  Then we found waitress jobs in restaurants on the famous Boardwalk.

                        

All day we lay around in our unbearably hot room in our underwear reading library books.  We had no money, no TV, no phone, no radio, no car and  personal computers were still in the distant future.  Later in the afternoon we pulled onto our  sweaty bodies the required girdles, stockings and slips.  "No one wants to see jiggling buttocks!" we had been told.  The truth was that half the population wanted to see jiggling buttocks, but we denied them that pleasure.  Our outfits were completed by donning extremely unattractive white uniforms and white shoes.  Joy and I now looked like heavily perspiring nurses as we trudged along the steaming sidewalks to our respective jobs.  Every afternoon we passed a huge sign in front of a club advertising their headliners--a gentleman and his wife who was only 18 inches tall.  We wondered aloud what their act consisted of and how did they have sex?  Neither Joy nor I had as yet done the dark deed, but we knew that such a size differential would make things....uh....difficult.

At work the hours crept by.  The large amounts of money I had counted on making never materialized, mostly because as a waitress I was incredibly inept.  I was slow; I couldn't carry the heavy trays; I was too young to serve drinks; I got panicky in the hot crowded kitchen and couldn't find my orders.  Worst of all, I did not have a line of snappy patter for the customers.  I felt overwhelmed all the time.  I prayed for my shift to end.

What saved us that summer was the music and the invention of the Sixties' Coffeehouse.  Music of social consciousness was big.  Joan Baez and her guest Bob Dylan came to Asbury Park and sang to a hugely appreciative crowd.  Jazz was hot and Dave Brubeck's Take Five was played every night at the coffeehouse where Joy and I sat at tiny tables eating delicate sandwiches and drinking cup after cup of coffee.  The crowd was hip and conversation was fascinating.  Best of all, the place was air conditioned.  A new young singer had appeared in New York and was beginning to make a name for herself--Barbara Streisand.  In a couple of years she would take Broadway by storm in Funny Girl.  Who knew?

To Be Continued

THE RULE OF SNOW WHITE

It had been a year since young Snow White took the throne and began to rule her kingdom with strength and kindness.  Led by the fairy sisters to the side garden of her childhood home twelve long months ago, Snow White had seen immediately that the palace had been restored to its former beauty.  Spring had arrived and with it had come thousands of fragrant flowers blooming in the gardens surrounding the castle.  Snow White had been moved to tears as she climbed the stone steps to the inner garden.

She turned to the fairies hovering near her shoulders.

"You did all this, didn't you?"

"Would that we had," cried the twins.  "But the palace began to change on its own a few days ago.  The path through the woods was slowly covered with purple flowers.  As the flowers reached the castle, the weeds and vines covering every room began to melt away.  The cracked and faded walls began to glow and every room was made new!"

Arabella gently touched Snow White's cheek.   "The palace soon looked as it did when your dear mother was alive."

"And I miss her still," said Snow White quietly.  "And dear Father as well."

Snow White had been crowned in the Cathedral the following week.  Of course, the seven little men were there and the Fairy royalty.  All of Snow White's friends attended (save one).  The church was full to overflowing with happy villagers.

Anselm and his friends had agreed to take turns staying at the palace to advise the new queen until she no longer needed them.  And she in turn was welcome to visit them in the forest whenever the royal burden became too heavy.

"Thank you, my friends," said the young Queen.  "I shall remember your kindness to me forever.  I do not think I could do this without your advice and support."

"I shall stay first," said Anselm with a gentle smile.

"I want to show you something," said the Fairy Queen "that no one but you may know about, my dear."

Together the two Queens climbed down many stairs deep into the nether regions of the palace.  They journeyed down a dim, twisting

corridor until they reached a stout wooden door which the Fairy Queen opened.

"It leads directly to the Fairy realm and our palace is nearby.

If you ever need us...."

Snow White smiled.  "I know I will.  Thank you."

And now a whole year had passed and Snow White was happy

except.......

Snow White liked to wander in the garden near her private chapel where she often went to find peace.  As she strolled among the trees, Snow White heard a voice, deep and resonant,

say, "Your Majesty..."  Her heart skipped a beat.

Smiling, Snow White turned and saw the Huntsman.

All photographs except for the Medieval painting are from Faerie Magazine.

SNOW WHITE BECOMES QUEEN

Snow White was looking out the window of the little guest house where she had been so happy for so long.  She was rapidly recovering from the plague, but she still felt a bit weak and tired.  The fairy twins has visited her that very day with momentous news.  Her stepmother, the Queen, was dead and no one mourned her, but her father, the King, had also died, leaving the kingdom without a ruler. As the King's only child, Snow White must take the crown and rule with a firm hand or civil war might break out and devastate the land.  The young princess has never wanted to rule, but now she feels she has no choice.  The fairy sisters have flown to the castle to make ready with the few servants who are left and to see if they can find a horse for Snow White.

 Since she cannot sleep, the princess goes outside to walk in the moonlight.  How could she bear to leave her friends behind when they had saved her life and shown her such kindness?  And how would she ever restore the palace to its former beauty when it was covered with vines and trees were growing inside its walls?  Nature had overcome the castle and Snow White was no match for its force.  She walked for hours until she reached the long road leading to her former home.

       Snow White knew she could not rule without help, but perhaps her fairy friends could use their powerful magic to assist her!  The seven little men could use their wisdom to advise her!  Those servants who had remained in the palace would support her reign; she had never doubted their loyalty.  And the Huntsman could....but she immediately banished the thought of him from her mind as she knew he would never leave his wife who was so ill.

But she gradually became aware of the strength that had always been within her and the sense of purpose that was newly born.  A powerful feeling of optimism warmed her spirit, a sense that she could overcome adversity and create a new kind of kingdom, the fresh new world she had dreamt about since childhood.

And before her eyes the road ahead began to change and grow green with promise.

                                

SUMMER OF 1963

Before I knew what was happening the school year was over at Wesleyan and I left campus not knowing if I would return for my last year.  In the brief space of three days I was Maid of Honor for two radiant brides in creamy white, my two close friends, Linda and Bootsie, who moved away with their new husbands.  I didn't know if I would ever see them again.  (Of course I did.)  Both weddings are a blur of music, flowers, beautiful dresses and happy people.  I had trouble speaking because I was plagued by one of my infamous throat infections.

As I stood next to each lovely bride, it did not escape me that I didn't even have a boyfriend.  I had never had a serious relationship.  I wasn't sure what my fatal flaw was but I knew I had one.

I also realized with sickening clarity that I didn't have the courage to try and become a real actress.  I was too scared of rejection and uncertainty.  I wanted and needed security and there was none in my life.

That night I boarded a train to the unknown. I was going to waitress in Asbury Park for the summer and I had absolutely no idea what would come next.  I could return to the warm cocoon of Wesleyan and finish my degree even though  the people who meant the most to me would not be there.  What else was there for me?  I felt completely unmoored as the train hurtled through the darkness.