New Jersey Turnaround
This weekend, Kim was up visiting her mom, so after a morning work meeting on Saturday, I did a quick trip up to New Jersey to help with some family business.
A New Jersey Turnaround so to speak.
The nagging song in my head the last couple of weeks has been Las Vegas Turnaround by Hall and Oates.
Las Vegas Turnaround was on the album Abandoned Luncheonette released in November of 1973.
I wasn’t a really big Hall and Oates fan back then in that I don’t think I ever bought any of their music and besides, you could hear plenty of it on the radio.
But I remember the first time I heard this song.
To my parents, it was known as Hi-Henry’s. Then for a little while, the Cat’s Meow and I am told, JM’s River Edge. Then for many years and up until recently, it had been the Casa Comida Restaurant.
In my life experience, however, in the early to mid-1970’s, it will always be remembered as Barry’s.
Crossing over one of the two bridges that connected Oceanport with Long Branch, the Branchport Bridge, the old building, and the prominent sign always greeted you on your right. I remember that sign growing up, in whatever iteration it was at the time.
The last couple of years, other than two day trips, once for my brother Carl’s memorial service and once for my Aunt Joan’s funeral, I hadn’t been back to New Jersey. In fact, the last time I spent a night there was the night before my brother passed away.
But in late July Kim and I had the opportunity to go back up to celebrate my sister’s 70 th birthday and visit an old friend, Monmouth Park, on Haskell Stakes day. It was a nice weekend and it was nice to be back.
And then yesterday, arriving late in the afternoon, I made the nostalgic trip over the Branchport bridge with the building that was Barry’s in my teenage years, now empty and for sale on the right as I left Oceanport. Then I made the left on Atlantic Avenue to head to the ocean to visit another place that had significance in my life growing up, the North Long Branch beaches.
In 1973, the legal age to be served alcohol in New Jersey was eighteen. Even though I didn’t turn eighteen until June of 1974, that didn’t keep me from being one of the regulars at Barry’s. Some long hair, an early attempt at growing some facial hair, my brother’s draft card, and a good friend who was already eighteen who worked there, and I was good to go.
I even remember nights we closed the joint and ended up sitting at a table having a beer with the owner, Barry himself.
Barry’s always had good live music. Tim McLoone, of McLoone’s restaurant fame, played there regularly early in his career. He is somewhat of a legend along the section of the Jersey shore where I am from but with a restaurant now at the National Harbor he is known in the Washington DC area as well.
Another band whose name escapes me would let me join them and play harmonica occasionally. That sometimes went well and other times did not.
And then there was my favorite band, Guildersleeve (I think that is how it was spelled). A versatile band with a female and a male lead singer. There were a couple of songs, however, during their sets, when the bass player would sing. One was Drive my Car by the Beatles. The other was Las Vegas Turnaround.
I guess going back to Oceanport after a couple of years, spending some time in the picnic area of Monmouth Park on Haskell Day, and having that song playing over and over in my head recently has made these last few weeks a bit nostalgic for me.
It was about this time of the year 44 years ago that I was getting prepared to leave Oceanport. I remember at the time friends telling me I would be back in three months, and that I would never be able to leave Oceanport. And though that first year I probably spent more of my weekends in Oceanport than I did away from Oceanport, I never did go back there to live.
But hey, who says you can’t go back?
Who says you can’t go home?
Somebody from Jersey maybe?
But it’s alright.
Yeah, it’s alright.
Unlike Bon Jovi though, I am still waiting to crash into my pot of gold.
But it’s alright.
In fact, it’s good.
