{"id":3388,"date":"2016-02-16T20:55:23","date_gmt":"2016-02-17T01:55:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.danielwolfebooks.com\/danielsblog\/?p=3388"},"modified":"2016-05-04T08:36:22","modified_gmt":"2016-05-04T12:36:22","slug":"a-moonlight-ride-up-the-hudson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.danielwolfebooks.com\/danielsblog\/?p=3388","title":{"rendered":"A Day At the Candy Store"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\">A Day At the Candy Store<\/p>\n<p>She was very attractive. We didn\u2019t know her name, all we knew was that she was divorced and left with a three-year-old son. She stepped into the candy store wearing a low-cut blouse and a skirt like a tourniquet, much to the delight of the owner, a holocaust survivor, Refugee Jack.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cTell the man what you want, Bernie.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI want a moyshie bar and a bag of tomato chips (Hershey bar and a bag of potato chips).<\/p>\n<p>When she bent down to pick up the Hershey bar that Bernie dropped, Jack&#8217;s piercing gaze nearly deflated her bulging breasts.<\/p>\n<p>Jack\u2019s erotic leer was followed by,<\/p>\n<p><em>\u201cOy! Ah leben auf duss kihnd\u201d <\/em> (Oh! A long life for this child).<\/p>\n<p>Finally, when Jack returned from Shangri-la, the boys responded by belting out, \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0<em>Refugee Jack, s<\/em>ung to the tune of <em>Gentleman Jack.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><u>Refugee Jack<\/u>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Refugee Jack&#8217;s \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0A sex maniac \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0There\u2019s no such thing \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0As a piece of <em>dreck<\/em> (ugly woman)<em> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0<\/em>To Jack, Jack \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0The sex maniac.<\/p>\n<p>Jack responded with,<\/p>\n<p><em>\u201cIch hob ubergelebt Hitler und ich vill aich uberleben.\u201d \u00a0<\/em>(I outlived Hitler and I will outlive you.)<\/p>\n<p>Fat Anne interrupted the chorus when she opened the door and \u00a0asked,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI heard The Nose was looking for me. Did anyone see him?<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLooking for you?\u201d asked Puggy. \u201cHe could see you from five blocks away.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cShut your disgusting mouth, Puggy. You\u2019re not so slim yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The Rail ordered a \u201cloosie\u201d (a single cigarette for a penny) then lit it. As soon as he placed the cigarette between his lips, in walked Flat Anne. Just as Fat Anne was fat, Flat Anne was flat. She was also baptized Gunder after Gunder Haag a famous Swedish long distance runner in the 1940s. When she walked, her stride was twice the length of an average person. She pulled the cigarette from The Rail\u2019s mouth.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHow many times did I tell you to stop this disgusting habit?\u201d.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI need it. It settles my noives.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe\u2019re going to The Dover tonight. <em>Psycho<\/em>\u00a0will settle your nerves.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201c<em>Psycho<\/em>?\u201d said The Bull. \u201cI don\u2019t know what you\u2019re going to do there, but I saw it yesterday, and it scared the shit out of me.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Seven, who spent some time in the phone booth, came out to announce,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWell boys, we have a date this Saturday.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe?\u201d asked Peanzy.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes, we. I have a date and asked her to get five friends for us. She said all her friends were pretty and nice. But listen guys, don\u2019t embarrass me with your outfits this Saturday.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhy? Are you the last word in fashion? Those rust colored pants and chartreuse shirt belong in a circus, not in a candy store.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201dOk, OK, Danny, but no t-shirt, no dungarees, and no sneakers.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Jerry chimed in,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIs a suit, a tie with a vest proper for the occasion?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cCrap. I\u2019m sorry I got you guys dates. Now I know The Moonlight Ride Up the Hudson is going to be an embarrassment.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-2857\" src=\"http:\/\/www.danielwolfebooks.com\/danielsblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Day-Line2-e1440526059462-783x1024.jpg\" alt=\"Day Line\" width=\"326\" height=\"426\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.danielwolfebooks.com\/danielsblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Day-Line2-e1440526059462-783x1024.jpg 783w, http:\/\/www.danielwolfebooks.com\/danielsblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Day-Line2-e1440526059462-229x300.jpg 229w, http:\/\/www.danielwolfebooks.com\/danielsblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Day-Line2-e1440526059462.jpg 822w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 326px) 100vw, 326px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Peanzy, whose father was a part-time, mostly unemployed cab driver was furious.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cUp the Hudson. That\u2019s $6 for two. I can\u2019t ask my father for that. Do you think unemployment checks are trolley transfers?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The older boys, \u201cThe Big Fellas\u201d gathered around to sharpen their lances. Big Red joined was the first to pierce.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIs it worth $6 to grab a feel on a boat ride when Fat Anne will give you one for nothing at the back of the store?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>This brought laughs from everyone.<\/p>\n<p>Refugee Jack had front row seats to all these comedic events. He would have sold his pennies-over-the counter business had he been denied a center seat.<\/p>\n<p>Saturday arrived and the boys boarded the crosstown bus to a more affluent section of the Bronx.<\/p>\n<p>Rock edged over to Krebs.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat if mine is a piece and yours is a dog?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHey! I never thought of that.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Hunched over in our seats, we were trying to solve the dilemma. Jerry had the solution.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLet\u2019s get off at the next stop and go home.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>He was supported by smiles and assenting nods, from all except Seven.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat are you guys trying to do to me? You\u2019re a bunch of rat finks.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>For the rest of this hilarious story and others read:\u00a0<em>Seabury Pace: A Bronx Memoir \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/em> by Daniel Wolfe<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>For more humorous stories about the Bronx read:\u00a0<em>Seabury Place: A Bronx Memoir \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0<\/em>by Daniel Wolfe<\/p>\n<p>danielwolfebooks@aol.com<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A Day At the Candy Store She was very attractive. We didn\u2019t know her name, all we knew was that she was divorced and left with a three-year-old son. 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