By Felice Picano
A home at the Ocean, a home at the Bay spans the heyday of Picano's existence within the Pines and big apple throughout the Nineteen Sixties and Nineteen Seventies. He chronicles his amorous affairs and the tortuous intricacies of an established love triangle, his hilarious misadventures as a bookshop worker (arranging a ebook get together hosted via Jackie Onassis, lunchtime rendezvous in mystery tunnels lower than Grand significant Station, getting framed for embezzlement!), and the thrills and agonies fascinated about the writing and publishing of his first novels, together with shrewdpermanent because the satan and Eyes. Picano additionally regales us with tales concerning the mythical "Class of 1975, " the "Gay 2,000" - hip, political, gifted, appealing younger males who shaped and molded homosexual tradition because it exists this day. AIDS ultimately unfold throughout the Pines like wildfire and approximately ninety eight percentage of the "Gay 2,000" are actually lifeless, yet Felice Picano has lived via all of it, and he supplies voice to these instances with humor, candor, and wistfulness.
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Threem's desk in front of the safe. The charges were there. " "That's impossible! " A House on the Ocean, A House on the Bay He was very calm. "Maybe you were distracted. " I was about to say that if that were so, surely when I came back in for my umbrella I would have seen the drawers on the desk. But something told me not to let Sprague know this detail. " His calmness vanished. "Well they weren't there when I opened up today. " Shocked as I was, I said, "Assuming I did leave them out, who could have taken the cash?
That lasted all of two days. When I arrived the third morning he wasn't there. Just before she went to lunch Mrs. Schirm told me Sprague had been called to the main office by his protector. This was just after Labor Day and we were busy, mostly fending off high-school students looking for textbooks we didn't sell. Sprague returned looking uptight-his usual expression around the shop so I thought nothing of it, not even when he dropped back down from his balcony office and began going around straightening out displays that were already quite straight and waiting on customers though he knew the stock so poorly he ended up having to refer most of them to me.
Meaning they'd hoped to catch me in something. "I went up to the balcony, got the umbrella, and left again. Two, three minutes at the most," I said. "I'm sure the time-lock tape will corroborate that. And that it wasn't enough time to open the safe, unlock the cash drawers, and relock the safe again," I added, just in case they hadn't yet gotten the point. They asked me to wait. Sprague's protector came in, the two men left, and I apologized for all the trouble. He seemed upset, but restraining himself.
A House on the Ocean, a House on the Bay (a memoir) by Felice Picano