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Monday, June 16, 2025

Rant #3,718: Daddy's Song

I received some nice gifts for Father's Day, but i have to tell you, the cards were the best!

Maybe i am a bit sensitive because of my health situation, but the words really hit home.

Also, I saw my daughter on Father's Day, the first time I saw her in a year, since last Father's Day.

Her fiance was not there--he was visiting his father for the day--but my wife, my son and I had a nice three-hour visit, the first time we had ever been over there to her apartment.

But now, the work week starts--

And as you read this, I am in the local car shop for my inspection and an oil change.

I just hope that I don't get hit with any extra expenses related to the inspection; that will certainly ruin my day and week.

Things were going good with my medical action, but I had a relapse this past weekend, so it is back to square one--i have two doctors' appointments on Friday, so Plan B (or is it Plan C, D, E, F ... ?) will have to wait.

I have one further dilemma I have to face this week. Maybe you can help me make a decision.

My 50-year high school reunion is coming up in September, and if one is going, payment has to be in by the end of this month 

I hated every moment I spent at Massapequa High School from 1971 to 1975, and I do mean every moment.

We moved from Queens to Long Island just prior to my beginning of high school, and for the four years I was there, I never fit in.

I wasn't an athlete, I wasn't a brain, I wasn't a druggie or a smoker, I didn't know anyone, and I tried to make friends in high school, trying to break through ironclad cliques that both repelled and repulsed me at the same time.

My grades suffered, I was made fun of, and many tiffs were settled by old fashioned fights.

I kind of was not there while being there, a real man without a country--

So much so that I spent many weekends back in my old neighborhood with my true friends. People thought I still lived there!

Anyway, things got a smidgen better by senior year, but I never felt I fit in, and I stood out like a sore thumb.

And back then, Massapequa High School was more "Hollywood East," with so many future stars--many famous and infamous--walking in the same halls that i did, including Joey Buttufucco, Jessica Hahn, Brian Setzer and Jerry Seinfeld.

Going into college and then grad school, I never had such socialization problems again, my grades improved, and I never looked back.

We already had one reunion, a year after we graduated in 1976, and I was the first one there and the first one to leave.

Nothing had changed.

So with all of this baggage, why even consider going to the 50-year reunion?

i figure if i can use my presence at the reunion in a positive way, it will be worth it.

As you know, my son is looking for a new job, and there are so many obstacles in his way, that it is really taking the life out of both him and me.

It is very depressing. Special needs people are simply not being hired.

We have touched every store, every organization and every group, and no one can help him.

We have been banging our brains out on this since the beginning of the year, and things are getting worse--

And I believe it is greatly impacting my son. He often seems to be so far away.

Anyway, I figured that if I showed up at the reunion, I might be able to make a few contacts and hand out a few of his resumes there--just another avenue for us to trod in, with the goal of finding him a job.

Look, if this was six years ago, i would have gone to this reunion without thinking twice about it--where I could pass out my own resume looking for full-time work.

This is a little different ... I would be talking him up with many people I didn't even talk to or know 50 years ago!

And by the way, my son also graduated from the same high school, 39 years later.

I spoke to the organizer about this, and she was noncommittal, stating that most people would be coming from out of town, people will be coming to relive their memories, so it might not be the right venue for this--

But she didn't tell me not to.

My feeling is that I have nothing to lose, and if I get one or two people to listen to me and take my son's resume, it will all be worth it--

Even though I might be the first one there and the first one out again.

What do you think?

Should I go and carry out my plan, or should I take a (hall) pass on this?

Please let me know ... .


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