Wednesday, May 11, 2011

HOMECOMING AND PICKELS

Last month was a bit of a homecoming. The class of ’64 refuses to quit, refuses to go away, and is in fact closer as a group than it ever was 40 something years ago.

That many years ago Yuri Gagarin was flying high, and last month it was Sista Tanj-Gerina, whose hands flew higher, faster and with more power than any Russian rocket.



As you might suspect, Sista Tanj-Gerina speaks two languages, English and American-Italian Sign language. She happened to be in fine form, having had her nails done that morning: she was more eloquent and more articulate than usual.

The reunion so to speak was a lunch at a diner in East Patchogue, where the lovely Martha Scott and her husband Randy blew into town from Texas. She may be older, but she really doesn’t look all that different than she did when she graduated!



Sista Tanj-Gerina held us all captivated with her eloquence, punching the air for emphasis, and making her points, while we all tried to follow her, it was a little difficult, since we all hid under the table for protection. Sista Tanj-Gerina would often end her remarks with: “Where’d they go?”




I think that if we didn’t have Sista Tanj-Gerina we would be very disappointed that we don’t have her expression and emotion, even though you should wear a helmet when conversing with her.

So if you happen to see Sista Tanj-Gerina walking down the street, be prepared for a lively conversation, and be prepared to duck.

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