I was amused to read about the "Scarsdale shuffle" having practiced it for years. I was always uncomfortable about identifying myself as having come from Scarsdale when asked and so always said I was from NY, then if pressed from Westchester and then if pressed again reluctantly admitted to coming from Scarsdale. I still feel this way.
The Scarsdale community of the 1950's was too homogeneous, too elitist and far too removed from the real world. I hated going to school where the general feeling was that if you weren't going to an Ivy league college, it was better not to mention it. I have to admit, however, that I was well prepared to write research papers having gotten through the senior year assignment of source theme.
A few teachers stand out - Miss Dodge, Mr. and Mrs. Steele, Mr. Stemer. They were memorable.
Now that so many years have passed since graduating, how insignificant it is to recall what grades I got.
I have been sitting here trying to think of something to end this rather negative post and have typed and retyped several things. Nothing seems to work, so I'll just end it now.
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Laura! Thanks very much for your comment. I did the shuffle for decades too, but find now, when I blurt out "Scarsdale," no one responds as though there's anything unusual. Perhaps it's because I live in Texas and Chile. Were I in the U.S. East, probably the word would still work its dark magic.
I'm delighted for your comment also because it shows that people other than me can get into the control room. Peter Lyons has just told me that he can't, though he's working on a Mac.
Amazing to read about the shuffle. I do it, and I have met several other people from "Westchester". To those who know, the shuffle stands out.
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