At the Met, hear one young woman - Was your father going to CBGB?
I clearly remember that lunch time with the construction workers at Johnson and Johnson's headquarters. They were inviting to lunch someplace. Was not sure where. A bar? A gogo bar? a strip joint? In any case, too shy to ask for explanations and not sure I wanted to go with them, I ordered my beef on rye in the trailer and spent the following hour with a young engineer who spoke only of CBGB. Also, that day it was the first time I used a fax. Had to get permission from my boss and schedule the hour for faxing.
I never went to CBGB. First time I saw their urinal was today at the Met.
Never got to go to the New Brunswick gogo bar or to CBGB.
