Leslie and I were great friends during our college and post college years. The first thing I noticed about Les was his long frizzy shoulder length black hair, the second was his laugh. I was hooked. His interests then were eclectic: the Beats, Kerouac, Updike, the Beatles (he was a huge fan), Stravinsky, 60 Minutes (which he watched religiously), Woody Allen, Dr. Winter, Jerry Weinberger, Leon Miller, Charlie Patton, David Hume, Wittgenstein, Bertrand Russell, Springsteen, Charlie Parker, chicks, beer, and more beer.
Being with Leslie, you knew you were always one step away from an adventure. One fond memory: hopping into his black VW bug and driving from Lancaster to Philadelphia to see Allen Ginsberg perform at the Main Point. By this time Ginsberg was more performer than poet, but we loved every minute of the show. On the drive back back, with beer in tow, we shouted out lines from HOWL for all to hear: "I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madmen, starving hysterical naked dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix..."
It was a glorious moment in time.
It was being with Les.
--Tom Korman
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
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well old friends really make things go around.
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