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Steve R.

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  • Birthday 02/04/1953

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  1. So, in 1970 I started college at Stony Brook University on Long Island (then called SUNY Stony Brook). I was always very good in math, getting into the advanced classes early on through High School. On my SATs, I scored 793 (out of 800) on the math part, having missed only one answer - and I knew which one walking out of the exam. (I mean, who cares how to calculate the water volume of a fish tank with f-ck'ing goldfish anyway?! - not that I've held onto this). At any rate, I chose Stony Brook because it had a lot of good concerts, was close enough to drive into NYC for late Chinatown runs, and had lots of opportunity for alternate and enhanced reality adventures. Once there, I never took a math class, majored in English Lit., heard more music than my ears could withstand, played various sports (Rollie Massimino, the basketball coach there during my freshman year even congratulated me on being good enough in tennis and squash to not mind his frank assessment of my chances to get on the basketball team) & was politically active. Four very fun years. In today's WSJ there is a nice article about Jim Simons. It notes his early career as a Math Professor at Stony Brook and mentions all the Stony Brook mathematicians who worked for and with him over the years. I even knew one or two of them. They were all there during my 1970-4 stay. Talk about a path unfollowed.... jeez! What was(n't) I thinking.
  2. Nice job tonight. It’s going 7 with every game won by the road team so far. Gonna be exciting.
  3. I have no idea about Old Homestead, other than you probably dined alongside many rock stars, artists (the non-starving bunch) and movie folk in the '80s. It was the hot place to party, ordering verrrry expensive bottles of wine, Kobe beef & other high end items to make the evening more enjoyable. I went twice back then-- pretty much out of my league. Haven't gone since.
  4. A steady decline over many years for many reasons (long winded treatise available upon request). I started going 50 years ago & was there often enough 35 years ago. However, I haven't gone in at least 10 and have maybe been there 3 times in the last 20. So many better places these days, not that Keens wasn't always right up there (and still is).
  5. I'll be on the couch in front of my tv. Feel free to try. We have wine (& some beer), maybe some cheese.
  6. Nice sweep. All the pre-season expectations that folks thought were going unmet are coming forth when it counts. They are a strong force for the upcoming World Series. I can only hope that my Yankees start hitting these Houston pitchers.
  7. Are you all avoiding talking about their recent wins (as of this post, they are 2-0 over the Cards) due to superstition about hexing them or is it just indifference? ⚾ I wouldn't be missing a chance to gloat/brag/be happy if I was youse guys. Just sayin'. 🧛‍♂️
  8. We may be related 😳 My father was born in Brooklyn in 1910. He had an older brother born here as well, so I'm guessing that his parents came to the U.S.in the late 1890s. Since both of my grandparents died before I knew them (my grandfather in 1918, when my father was barely 8 years old; my grandmother in 1954, when I was only 1), I never got a chance to hear about their history directly from them. And all of my aunts & uncles are long gone as well. My father didn't talk much about his parents' pre-U.S. lives (not sure he really knew much) & only said that we were of Russian descent & got the hell out of Dodge when things heated up. We never visited gravesites (although I was told that they were both in a certain cemetery in Brooklyn) nor were there relatives from that generation around us. My mother's parents and their extended family were what I knew & they were from elsewhere. So... about 9 years ago, I decided to search out my paternal grandparents' gravesites. The office for a very large Jewish burial ground on McDonald Ave is amazingly well organized with a paper filing system that floored me when I showed up with names and approximate dates. They quickly found my grandmother's site and just as quickly stated that there was no way they'd ever find my grandfather's 1918 one. I went to the site & visited her well worn marker, which was within the small section of the Brooklyn Jewish Bialystoker Society. My mother had mentioned this society being part of their lives when they were young, but I knew nothing else of them & never really paid any attention to it. At any rate, apparently this (now defunct) society serviced those Jews who came from the area around Bialystok & my father's parents were of this flock. One of these days, I'll see if the parallel Lower East Side Manhattan Bialystok Society received any of the Brooklyn info. when the society dissolved. Or not. In summary, I have fewer "nuggets" than you but a very similar tribal history (on my father's side). But a very different last name, so don't worry.
  9. I have too many Dodger fan in laws to not appreciate (& chuckle over) this result. 😂 He brought in Kershaw. And the Nats did what they do. Congratulations.
  10. For no reason other than general channel surfing last night, I wound up watching them win the Wild Card game and get into the playoffs. Nice clutch hitting but even nicer patience at the plate. Congrats.
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