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Places in the heart

I came out of New York. My parents were living in Dobbs Ferry, in the only house they had ever owned, albeit briefly, when I was born, but the actual place of my birth was a hospital in Bronxville.

When I was three we lost the Dobbs Ferry house and moved into a big rental house in Hastings, on top of the highest hill in Westchester county, where we lived till I was six. That is where most of my primal memories seem to be focused -- the ones I'm conscious of. I don't remember anything about Dobbs Ferry -- just leaving it. Riding in the cab of the moving van with my five- or six-year-old big brother.

We moved out of the Hastings house on a cold february night and headed down to Washington, an unimaginable distance away. Our actual destination was Florida; Washington was just the toenail of the first leg of our trip.

I remember everything about that night. I remember the barrels filled with excelsior into which our dishes were packed to be put into storage. I remember the movingman stealing the four-bladed knife my father had given me for christmas. I remember where we stopped for dinner -- a place called Scotty's Diner, probably somewhere in New Jersey. Maybe it was the first time I ever ate out. We sat at a counter, and on the menus were pictured scotties -- scotch terriers -- just like the little black and white magnet dogs I had. And hours later we stopped for the night at the house of somebody who had a sign out saying "Rooms" or "Tourists."

We probably all shared a couple of rooms -- my parents, my sisters Jackie and Julie, and my brother Joey and I. (Our oldest sister, Winibee, had stayed behind in New York. She was a nurse and was working at Lenox Hill Hospital.) What I remember most clearly was that my father slept in an easy chair. How could a person sleep in a chair? That puzzled me. So did the bottle of red liquid on the dresser. I had never seen a bottle of mouthwash before. It tasted like licorice.

In the morning we pulled up in the driveway of my grandmother's home in Chevy Chase -- the Chevy Chase part of DC, that is. I remember pulling up there. Our long journey was ended, at least for the moment. We were going to stay at my grandmother's place for a week before continuing on to Florida.

We stayed there for three and a half years.

We finally drove down to Florida and stayed in Daytona Beach Gardner court for nine months.

I liked it there, but then we came back to Washington and to Grams's house. And I didn't leave DC till I went off to Waltham, Massachusetts, to try to avoid the draft by doing graduate study in anthropology at Brandeis.

From there Maureen and I moved to Berkeley, and then to Hollywood, and then to Iowa City, where I lived for seventeen years while Joel was growing up. (I did go off to spend a couple of winters in Provincetown, Massachusetts, to be a fellow at the Fine Arts Work Center).

For most of the past decade I was been living mostly in northern California. Berkeley for a year and a half, but mostly Santa Cruz and environs. Beautiful places. But now I have transplanted myself again — this time to my brother's house in Baldwin, New York, five miles from Carle Place — where one of our Carle ancestors owned 208 acres almost 300 years ago.

And from there — who would have guessed that I would fly to Russia?

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      Joel at Año Nuevo
    Joel and Unity at Yosemite
    Lois in Provincetown, 1994
    Tahoe 1996
    Winchester, Virginia
    With Svetlana in Russia, July 2000

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