"Sayreville's where I spent the first 10 years of my life. Funny, though, I don't remember too many details about it, except that the first two things that pop into my head are WaWa's and White Castle"
Ah, I know that White Castle well, Flatfoot! On 9, near the Ernston Road intersection. I've eaten there many times, and at all hours of the day or night. Man, it didn't take much to turn that place into a menagerie.
Sayreville. Just the name of the place brings to mind this girl I worked with not long ago that I had a bit of a problem with. I had a terrible crush on her, and she felt the same about me, and since I'm married, that was the end of that. I try not to think about her, because then I ruminate, and I'm sick of ruminating.
Famous people: Well, I was three years behind NBC sports announcer and commentator Jim Nantz in High School. He was class president and the big star of the golf team. Surprised? His features haven't changed a bit since then, either. From what I remember he was a decent fellow.
I also have reason to believe that for one year, Fran Drescher and I attended the same elemetary school in Flushing. She lived on the other side of Parsons Boulevard, within walking distance. I moved late in the Kindergarten year ten minutes away, to Jamaica, and a different school. Meanwhile, later on, she hung out at the same pizzeria on Kissena Boulevard as my cousins...
Bruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuce graduated in the same High School district here in New Jersey as mine, thirteen years before me. In that time, four new high schools were built in the district, including mine, and we got many of our teachers from Freehold, including this history teacher I had. He was a diminutive little dweeb with a big shock of hair even more sharply silver than an Audi TT, a single black brow that crossed his forehead with zest, and lips the size of the largest sandwich you could buy at Blimpie. Not quite the most attractive man in the world. One day, he was gloating over the fact that he failed Bruce Springsteen in History. Not surprising, since Springsteen failed most of his classes in school. Well, this teacher was having a grand old time, and then one smart ass girl in my class said, quite firmly, "yeah, well, look at where he is...and look at where you are."
The teacher quickly changed the subject, and went back to discussing the Wilmot Proviso... 😱