Saturday, March 31, 2007
David was there and tomorrow is his anniversary. That was positive.
I went to the gym, NYSC in the Crown Plaza hotel. I felt good, did my 200 situps, 60 leg lifts, 30 push ups, and my back exercises.
Then, I went to the Amish Market to get yogurt.
On the way there I ran into Tom, who had been at the meeting. We chatted for a bit. I noticed something sticking out of his bag..RHUBARB!!! The root! Turns out he had just bought some at Amish and was going to make a Rhubarb Strawberry Pie!! YUM!!! I used to have Rhubarb pie...in Claflin...when I'd go visit my Grandma Mary Hammer! She canned, and one thing she made was Rhubarb jam...YUM!
Well...earlier at the meeting..I had said that what was bothering me a lot was that my friend Cary and Aunt Dorothy, both of whom had lived much longer then most of us thought they would, had both died within a few months. Cary died over Christmas.
I hadn't had a chance to say goodbye. Cary had been in a coma for 2 months and I didn't even know it. I hadn't talked to him since Sept.
At least with Dorothy I got the email and had called and Dale had told Dorothy I was praying for her. I will forever treasure that she said "Oh Tony, if he were here he'd sing to me".
Well, at the meeting I said I had prayed earlier for some sign, something from Dorothy and something from Cary, a way of saying goodbye or letting me know they knew.
Seeing the rhubarb, was Dorothy's way of saying goodbye. I believe that. Rhubarb is Claflin..is Dorothy.
That made me happy...yet sad.
No word from Cary..yet.
I hung up the photos of Dorothy that Dale sent me. I printed them out at work on our color printer. Then framed them.
I have a wonderful photo of Cary too, taken at Sea World with a dolphin. He loved Dolphins.
Don't forget people, don't ignore them. We all matter and count..and yearn to be loved and remembered.
Don't you..forget about me...one of my fave songs from "The Breakfast Club".
"Goodbye said the Princess..I'll miss you forever" was a card someone gave me when I moved from VA to LA. I have never forgotten that card. It touched me very deeply.
Goodbye Dorothy and Cary...I'll miss you forever!
Friday, March 30, 2007
My friend Tim Doran, who played piano on most of my demos, and also helped arrange most of them, sent me the above site. He's been working on the project. Not sure in what capacity yet, but wanted to give him a "shout out".
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
I'm stuck inside because the girl who relieves me got another job and they don't have a replacement for her yet. My boss said I could go out for lunch but I'll wait till I get off of work.
I'm so glad it's getting warmer. As are we all.
The strange thing with tv and movies is that actors are frozen in time, and frozen in roles that aren't them. We will always think of these three actors as Eddie Haskell, Beaver Cleaver, and Wally Cleaver.
I saw "the Beav" a couple of months ago at McDonald's eating a Big Mac. It was only surreal in that I had him in my mind's eye as Beaver Cleaver.
I used to see Tony Down when I worked at Universal Studios. He directs. He is roly poly now and usually had a ponytail. White.
Still, it's fun to see them "real" and we'll always have TVLAND to see them as they were.
Friday, March 23, 2007
Wanted to share it with my friends. Click on the title which will lead you to a link.
Pics are attached and also on this link: http://web.mac.com/woody90069/iWeb/Site/07%2003%20Howard%20Dean.html
...Saturday was St. Patrick's day and I didn't wear green but I had green paint on me (actually, I had every color paint on me - all my clothes turn out that way!). I was asked to paint at a predominately gay fundraiser in Palm Springs, for the Democratic National Committee, hosted by Governor Howard Dean. The night before I decided to paint a man on a horse, and sketched it in my bedroom, since I knew I had only 4 hours to finish the large canvas at the event. The next day, while committee members and guests had brunch, I painted stars on the horseman's jacket, and stripes on the horseman's pants. To me, this horseman would represent America, and I painted him leaving red-stormy tumultuous warring skies and crossing a bridge to a more soothing, enlightened era. The bridge became rainbow-colored. Art collector Terry Bean (blue shirt, bottom right in the 3rd photo) won the painting at the live auction for $5,000. Later, at Terry's home, my art agent Joe Argazzi (see pic) and Terry talked in the blistering heat by his pool as I bent over the large canvas to smear an oil-paint varnish on the painting, to give it a more antiquated look. Terry looked through my memoirs, FORGIVING TROY, and asked if he could have a copy to give his friends, Tipper and Al Gore, since Tipper is a longtime advocate of mental illness.
That certainly made my week! Who am I to keep such powerful company?
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Here's a link to the site:
Our best always,
Executive Director, For Grace
For Grace (www.forgrace.org, www.womeninpain.org) A nonprofit organization passionately devoted to raising awareness of Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy and the plight of women in pain PO Box 1724 Studio City, California 91614 818.760.7635
Monday, March 19, 2007
My good friend Bobby in LA wrote this after I told him how sad I was feeling:
"...well, if we all knew when it was time to say "goodbye", we wouldn't appreciate the time we have while someone is alive. At least, you stayed in contact with your aunt and she was in her right mind to think about you before she left this earth. That's something that many can't say. I'm sure you can still sing to her, and she'll "hear" you. :?) "
So true. So, I hope ya like the lyrics coz you're sure gonna hear 'em.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Dorothy E. Tritsch 1918 - 2007
CLAFLIN — Dorothy E. Tritsch, 88, died March 12 at Hutchinson Hospital in Hutchinson . She was born Oct. 9, 1918, in Barton County , the daughter of Carl E. and Louise “Lulu” Anna (Grosshardt) Radenberg. She married Norman A. Tritsch on April 30, 1939, at Claflin. He died Feb. 13, 1985. A lifetime Claflin area resident, she was a homemaker.
Mrs. Tritsch was a member of Zion Lutheran Church and L.W.M.L., both of Claflin. She was a former member of AAL. She was baptized at Zion Lutheran Church . A Claflin High School graduate and State Spelling Bee champion in 1936, she taught in one-room schoolhouses northwest of Claflin and by Cheyenne Bottoms.
Survivors include a son, Dale Tritsch and his wife Georgeanna, Hutchinson; a sister, Norma Stucky, Newton ; a brother, Glenn Radenberg and his wife Marvella, Claflin; two granddaughters, Tiffany Davidson, Lake Jackson , , and Rhonda Meier, Hutchinson; a grandson, Roy Tritsch, Hutchinson; and five great-grandchildren. She was preceded in death by two brothers, Harry and Lee Radenberg, and one sister, Helen Foster.
Funeral will be at 10:30 a.m. Saturday at Zion Lutheran Church in Claflin with the Rev. John Sharp officiating. Burial will be at Claflin Cemetery . Friends may call from 9 a.m. to 8 p.m. Friday, with family receiving friends from 7 to 8 p.m., at Nicholson-Ricke Funeral Home in Hoisington, and from 9:30 a.m. until service time Saturday at the church. Memorials are suggested to Zion Lutheran Church , Claflin Ambulance Fund or Hutchinson Heart and Vascular, Hutchinson Hospital , in care of the funeral home.
Funeral arrangements provided by
Nicholson-Ricke Funeral Home*
(Kan.) Tribune, March 15, 2006
Saturday, March 17, 2007
As I type this, her funeral has ended. It was today in Claflin Kansas at 10:30 AM. The same place where we had my mother's funeral, Zion Lutheran Church. The same place where I went to my very first funeral, my Grandpa Lou Hammer's, when I was 9. I'd never seen a dead body before then, and I was scared. My Grandma Mary Hammer made me go up and touch him so I'd not be afraid. It felt cold and rubbery.
When my Mom died, I kept going up and kissing her on the forehead so I wouldn't be afraid of her. I ended up kissing off the make up from her forehead and had to smooth it out. Her skin was grey underneath. But I wasn't afraid.
Dale sent me a photo from Dorothy's viewing last night. I'm not sure if I'll post it or not. She, Dorothy, looks very peaceful. The flowers are arranged beautifully and the casket is lovely.
Last night I got out "A Trip to Bountiful" and watched it. I have it on DVD. The opening sequence brings me to tears every time. The song "Softly and Tenderly" is sung by Cynthia Clawson so beautifully and the scene is a woman chasing a little boy through a field of flowers, in slow motion.
The movie is about an old woman who wants to go back to her former home, a farm. She begs and pleads and finally sneaks off on her own. I always thought of Dorothy. She wanted to go back home. She had been in an assisted living place for a few years. She was legally blind and had falling spells so her son Dale and his wife Georgeanna felt it best that she be near them in Hutchinson. It wasn't a bad place, nice actually. But every time I talked to Dorothy she did express a desire to be "back home".
But like in the movie, when the woman gets back to her "home", her best friend has died and the place is deserted, a shell of it's former self.
Claflin, where I spent many summers as a child, is fairly sparse as well. Not a ghost town, but nothing like it's former "self". A blip on the map, but if you google it, it's smack dab in the middle of Kansas.
Dorothy will be buried next to Norman. He died several years ago. I guess for whatever reason I had lost touch with Dorothy for a while and didn't know he'd died till he'd been gone for about 2 years. I don't know how that happened.
I guess in some ways I tried to make up for that. I tried to call as often as I could. Most of the time the conversations were the same. Dorothy was lucid, but she forgot what she'd told me so she repeated the same stories. I didn't mind. Then we'd sing "Jesus Loves Me" or a Christmas carol or patriotic song. She had those memorized as did I. I should have gotten a hymnal but never did.
Dorothy was appreciative of all that Dale and Georgeanna did for her. Georgeanna had a stroke last year, but thank God she's mostly recovered.
Dorothy loved vanilla ice cream the most. Plain and simple and sweet. The photo of a young Dorothy is just like that, plain and simple and sweet.
The cemetery where Dorothy is buried is where my Aunt Emma is too. I had an Uncle Henry too, but he lived in Topeka. He was my mother's mother's brother.
No Toto though. I always joked with Dorothy that she should have named her dog Toto, but she said that was no name for a German Shepherd.
Dorothy didn't have an easy life. She and Norman were simple farm folk. They adopted Dale and he helped out of the farm till he grew up and married and moved to Hutchinson.
She never flew in an airplane. She never really left Kansas, maybe once she said.
I guess in some ways I have romanticized her. That's not the right word. She embodied all that I cherished of my childhood summers. She knew my mother and grandmother and Aunt Emma. She outlived them all.
When she was younger she was bedridden with MS. I remember as a child she had "spells" and that sometimes we could visit but other times we couldn't.
She said she "outgrew" it and was able to get around. She drove to church after Norman died.
We did get to go to church once together. Right after Dad married Dolores I went out there and stayed at Dolores' farm where Glenn and Starla now live.
I spent the night before at Dorothy's talking the night away. She was so kind and understanding and non-judgemental.
She loved me and I loved her. I sent her flowers from time to time and she never could accept that I just liked sending them coz they made her so happy. I think I posted a photo of her previously with some that I'd sent.
I am so glad that at least before she died Dale told her I'd called and she told him "Oh if Tony where here he'd sing to me". I'd sing loud and proud if I could have. So, today I am singing for her. I will hold her in m heart and memories forever.
I know I should be happy she is free, but there is such a pain in my heart. Such a loss of, oh I don't know, the past. I miss those times. I miss those people. It seems like a lifetime ago.
Someday I will be buried in that same cemetery, not too far from Dorothy.
Till then, I will hold this feeling in my heart. Soon I will let go of the grief and hold onto the gladness. It'll take a while.
I'll miss you forever Dorothy. Norman take good care of her, you always did.
Friday, March 16, 2007
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
She had gone into emergency treatment Monday morning for a minor heart attack and while there, had another. She had three blocked arteries and one valve that was closed. The doctor and surgeon agreed that the only option was open heart surgery and bypass surgery and that she probably would not make it through that. We were waiting until Tuesday to see if she would improve enough to make a decision.
There will be a viewing at Nicholson-Ricke Funeral Home in Hoisington, KS on Friday evening.
The funeral will be at 10:30am on Saturday at Zion Lutheran in Claflin, KS with interment in the Claflin Cemetary. Suggested memorials are the American Heart Association,Hutchinson Heart & Vascular, Zion Lutheran Church, and the Claflin Ambulance Fund.
Mom's favorite flowers were carnations, although she enjoyed all types. Her thoughts were that if it is living, it is precious and has a special place somewhere. Her greatest enjoyment was her grandchildren and great-grandchildren. She usually asked about them the first thing when we visited.
I will be checking email on a daily basis, but will be away quite a bit, so if you send email, you may not get a reply for awhile.
Thank all of you for your support.
dale & georgeanna tritsch
Young Dorothy, not sure what year. Prob 1920's. >>>>>>
(Added this after I posted. Dale sent me an email after reading my Blog)
Dorothy after winning the Spelling Bee 1995 (above)
My beloved Aunt Dorothy died last night, 630PM Central time. She was 89! She wasn't my "real" Aunt, she was Godmother to my sister Sonya, but I considered her true family. I called her often and we sang hymns, and talked. She was my last link to Claflin, and my Mom, and all the summers I spent with Grandma Hammer and the Frenzl's. My "bountiful".
She is with Norman now, and probably finally back home in Claflin where she so wanted to be.
She had been in an assisted living place in Hutchinson, KS for the past few years.
God bless her. She outlived everyone. I was hoping she'd live to be 100! I joked with her about that.
When I got the email yesterday afternoon from Georgeanna, Dale's wife, that Dorothy was in the hospital, I called. He said she'd had a heart attack earlier and that her heart was 95% blocked and it didn't look good. I told him to tell her I called and that I was holding good thoughts and prayers for her.
When I called back a bit later, he told me that he'd told her I'd called, and that she said "Oh Tony, if he were here he could sing to me". I will forever treasure that. Knowing that she had me in her heart and mind makes me very happy.
I miss you Aunt Dorothy. Give my best to Norman.
She will be buried this Saturday in Claflin Kansas. Next to Norman.
Down the row from my Mom.
I can picutre it all now...as I sit here in NY in my office.
Norman loved the hymn "Nearer My God to Thee".
Dorothy and I always sang "Jesus Loves Me'.
I was listening to the hymn "Softly and Tenderly" earlier.
And Eva Cassidy singing "Over the Rainbow".
Take good care of her God. She is a very special lady!
Monday, March 12, 2007
The weather is warming up to..thank God. I am over the cold, though we did have a fairly mild winter. Just cold. Brrrrrr.
Saw "Pan's Labrynth" Sat night with Eric. I was NOT prepared for the VIOLENCE! It was as violent as "Schindler's List".
Although the effects were amazing and the young girl who played the lead was amazing, I did not like the movie. I don't like violent movies and I don't like sad endings. So, though I appreciated it, I didn't care for it.
Not that I have to have Disney movies all day long. I just don't care for violent movies for violence' sake. I see enough of that daily on the news.
We had rehearsal yesterday. The character I play, Mags, the male counterpoint of Maggie in "Chorus Line" is so different from my out there over the top Aunt Feller in "Oklahumble".
This time I'm in a fantasy world, and though I have my big moment when I sing "At the Ballet" and hit those high notes...I"m quiet for the most part. Everyone around me is hamming it up though, so I'll be the quiet center of the storm.
Kind of what I'm doing in real life lately. Sometimes it's best to be the quiet center of the storm. The calm one.
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Thursday night I walked across the street to the New World Stages, some nice Off Broadway theatres. So close!
I even got in free as Equity was giving away free tickets to Actors. Once you signed up on the list of course.
The play tells the whole story of Bill Wilson and Dr. Bob, the founders of Alcoholics Anonymous. I had never seen the movie with James Woods and James Garner, and was always interested in the story.
I found the play interesting, intriguing, inspiring and insightful. Though a bit stilted at times, it still managed to move me. What these two men created saves millions today! Seeing the humble beginnings really hits home how two people, coming together, can make a difference.
We all make a difference!
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Friday, March 02, 2007
Last night I went to the Film Forum downtown, they show old/classic/foreign/restored movies.
I saw "A Man to Remember", almost lost since 1938. It is an RKO film, got rave reviews when it opened, and made the Top Ten lists of many critics.
They found a great print in a vault in Denmark, with Dutch subtitles. Luckily I know a bit of German so could understand when they rewrote some letters that are seen onscreen.
But, my FAVORITE B MOVIE ACTRESS ANNE SHIRLEY was the Co Star! I loved seeing her on the almost BIG SCREEN.
The movie was simple, touching, and Garson Kanin's first directorial effort, wrriten by Dalton Trumbo who was blacklisted later, along with Anne's second husband Charles Lederer.
What a treat it was to see her up there looking so lovely, the year after she made "Stella Dallas".
I love me some NY. :) And some Anne Shirley!