Ties

August 10, 2012

I meandered down to the Idiot slouched under the heat wave LA is having this weekend….

frankly we have had a VERY mild summer in the 70’s and 80’s for the summer…so we can’t complain….

my new fave “Jessie” greated me with a hug….we have not seen each other in some weeks as she was back with her family in Atlanta for a wedding…..she must be early or mid 20’s…..and I always am left with question marks….why she gravitates to me……she was born in Atlanta but really grew up in NY…. has only lived out here a short time….

I asked her if she had any old boyfriends back in Atlanta that she still talks to…she said well there is one from second grade…..

she is one of those wonderful people like my younger sister Liz…and most of my Midwest friends who just possess  this wonderful subtle electric enjoyment for  Life…..when you meet them …well you will NEVER forget them!!!!

 

I was watching a synopsis of past episodes of the HBO show “Boardwalk” which is about to resume…it is set in the US in the 1920’s….about gangsters, prohibition, prostitution…all of my favorite topics….

In one scene “Nucky” is tying his tie ….puts on his tie stud….which made me think of

Ties

At St Albans you wore a tie and blue blazer with the schools  crest  on the top pocket,  from the 4th grade through the 12th…so I had a lot of practice….well it became second nature actually….like a debutante putting on her opera gloves after she had squeezed into her floor length formal…

will never forget Meg Hammond…who always looked like she had indulged a bit too much in the pastries  the week before…as her wonderful voluptuous breast were near  exploding  out of her gown….

so later I never understood people with clip on ties…as they not only looked like THAT…but they were usually of a cheaper fabric….

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And I remember Freshman year at Carleton College

(which was just pronounced the “Happiest  College” in the US in an article this week  in the Huff Post…. it was the happiest period of my life back then)

…that they had a dress policy where one was required to wear a tie at dinner….

this TOTAL “radical” …who was a Junior if not a Senior …would wear a tie….with only a cut off collar…the shirt gone…..on top of his T-shirt…..his name escapes me …but I admired his balls for standing up for what he believed in…this is back in the early 60’s….he was a member of that “radical”  group at the time SDS…..

In the 70’s in LA …ties were required at all “good” restaurants…remember how Andy Williams (a dead old singer)…was turned away from Chasen’s for wearing a turtleneck…..but most of the restaurants would provide you with a really ugly one…that was way too long…as I was provided with at the Bel Air Hotel…(they also provided ugly jackets if you appeared without one)….

 

And when I had my shop with Elizabeth on Sunset Plaza….I always wore a tie…as back then one was expected to if one had a High Quality “Shoppe”…………………..

So I have worn a tie …most of my Life

This train of thought has led me to ties….with friends….lovers….

and these ties are brought about through music, smell, and laughter for me….

One of my earliest is with my oldest sister …… when we camped with our family enroute back to DC..on the shores of Lake Superior under a Full Moon

( a Preface:  when we were younger ……..Mom and Dad would take us to this   polka place near Burgundy Point and Forest Lodge…  a bar called the Triangle… on Saturdays everyone in the neighborhood would come to polka…..it was sooo wonderful….)

this particular night after setting up the tent…a song got into Daidie’s head…she grabbed me and we just Polkaed up and down the beach in the light of the Full Moon….a memory that is etched soo deeply….

There are times that I pass an unknown area and am immediately hit with a scent that will  INSTANTLY …take me back  sooo quickly to    my Aunt Mimi’s summer house  on Lake Namekagon in the woods of Wisconsin……

Forest Lodge

…..the scent of Phlox from her flower garden….. that have ALWAYS been in a bowl as you enter her enchanting living room..the walls made of  full logs from the lumber camp  that it was originally..which  dated back to the early 1800’s

there is certain music that will take me back immediately to the night I made out with my  first girl friend – Cherie – in the back of my grand’s old Black  Caddie..(the one where you pushed the button to lift the rear tail light to put gas in)

…in the arb at Carleton parked in front of the Cannon River….

the song is Frank Sinatra’s singing “Somewhere in the Night”….she would not let me go “all the way” as she was a good Catholic..

 

Laughter ….has been the strongest tie….but not many people have the same  sense of humor I and my family have …..

my mother and I were TOTALLY joined at the hip when we started to laugh…to the point where it was infectious and the more she laughed the more I did….which was true of our whole family..especially after a physically grueling day..

like with Father on his interminable canoe trips above the Arctic Circle  …usually 500 miles ..where you were flown in by chartered plane  and left to finish this trip in a month before the Canadian Mounties came looking to see if you were dead…

.the mosquitoes were Hell….

at the end of the day  you were allowed a cup of Rum and concentrated Myers Lime Juice that you mixed with water…which took away a lot of the pains and aches of the day…

we would get in our tent ..(and this is before they had the easy assembled tents of today)…after dinner…the sun never going down as well up that far north it merely does NOT….

Dad had his front tooth out (he had lost it in a basketball game  in the head of an American Native years before)…he had a clip on tooth..some weird thing that had a silver backing that attached it to his real teeth…when in, it looked totally real…..out it looked …wells as a child kinda scarey…………..

but the three of us would get in the mosquitoe covered tent…

we were all so worn out that Dad would say something …and we would  laugh til our sides ached….

one of  the  most wonderful moments in my Life was the day my partner and dear dear friend Elizabeth…..well we had arrived in London to buy antiques…and “smalls” for the shop…we were both worn out…and found out that the hotel we had booked could not take us…so there was another one that I had in my notes…that was in our  price range…and we thought it was like around the corner….in Kennsington …(this was back before they invented suitcases with wheels…)

well it was more than around the corner…Liz was dragging her suitcase wearing  the floor length mink that her sister Kaye Gable had given her…..

well we arrived at this small hotel…..it was not quite us…and one had to lug your suitcases up a flight of stairs before entering the hotel…..

we were both out of breath and worn out…we were shown our room….two single beds….with two French open women behind them……it all looked Ok…

Liz said “Let me try the mattress”……………so she exhaustedly bounced down on her mattress…whereupon the Headboard shot out  through the French windows to the street below…….

I think THAT was one of the times I have laughed the hardest…..

 

Appreciate your ties………………

2 Responses to “Ties”

  1. Michael Barney said

    I think Andy Williams is still alive. 😉

  2. Michael Barney said

    just checked. He’s alive but dying of cancer. 😦

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