David Merrick
Class Year: | 1970 |
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Residing In: | San Francisco, CA USA |
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Occupation: | Hotel Desk Clerk |
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I saw "Bye, Bye Birdie" at the Ritz. Also "Wait Until Dark and Bullitt, " of course and "A Hard Day's Night." Bill Ford [PHS 1968] and I saw "Camelot, " and also " Bob & Carol & Ted & Alice" - At the Cinema II in Hayward. - WITH MY MOM!!! No, at second glance, neither of these fine young ladies were my mom!
Posted on: Oct 24, 2023 at 2:23 AM
Richard: I have lost your contact information, not too long after you move dout of Montclair. that long. I will be trying otherways. P.S. I am doing quite well. DAVE
Michele! Hi I'm David Merrick. I turned out gay, and you know why? I did something awful.. LOL! You see you were my girlfriend at 6 years old in first grade in Miss Bennett's class at James Madison and at the same time when my dad took us boating at Clear Lake most weekends camping I also had another girlfriend at the same time!!! The daughter of a family friend, Janis Galyen. I was cheating on both of you, Michele and I would like to apolgize for that! God's decsion for my imoral behavior was for me to be smitten with a bolt of lightning or be gay. So I'm not only a cheat, Michele I'm a coward. A gay coward, but a coward nonetheless. I'm still shy of microwave ovens...P.S, My mom and dad were from The Willamette River Valley 20 minutes south of Portland, OR. Have you ever been to Oregon City? My mom hated the bay area, and so moved back to her home town in 1986. I was last there in 2006. Still so many trees!
Posted on: Oct 20, 2023 at 2:21 AM
PEGGY! I have been so remiss in posting to you here! Who is that beautiful woman there with her equally beautiful daughter? 1994 right before mass at St. Mary's Cathedral....I felt so sorry for your daughter! High Holy Easter Vigil Mass! An Archbishop's homily can be sooo booooring! You had a son and another daughter, too, right? Remember your generous last minute calls at 3:00pm to fill your free vacant seat at Civic Light Opera and steak soup at Union Square afterword? Bruce Cassaro now lives with his sister, Fran on Acacia Street in San Leandro. Did you know? I remember your dad was very good friends with my parents. Lee Woods = "Woody," best CHP friends with John P. Goodman [and Blanche] on Acacia, right? I Iive in San Francisco now, bewteen City Hall and, believe it or not, The Orpheum Theatre! Keep in touch.
John: Do you know Paul Merrick? I'm his red headed little brother [he is not active here]. You went by "Tappy" back in high school right? Paul hung around with Larry Sarmento, Bobby Gomez, J.P. [Jay] Goodman and Terry Gellatt, etc. Alas, little brothers weren't very popular back in the day. My brother, Paul, took over dad's business in 1976 and still runs Colin C Merrick Company at 1681 Abram Court, just off Marina and Merced today. Paul, lives at east end of Estudillo in a finger of Oakland that sticks into San Leandro just above The McArthur Freeway called "Sheffield Village." Ah, the class of 1967. The summer of love, no? Hope you remain well.
David I hope you have a very happy and amazing day. I hope all is well?
Posted on: Jun 19, 2022 at 1:32 AM
Hey Steve! I'm temporarily out of the hearing and talking business so can you contact me at my email account?
ddmsf52@gmail.com
Sorry I have not been responsive but I have had some issues that involve communication. Without going into detail, about 3 years ago after a case of the flu the stuffiness in my head and resultant reduction in hearing never went away. Because my hearing impediment was not neurological, but was because of a congestion, my hearing loss was variable. In the mean time I got a bad prescription for glasses and so rarely wore them, although I have worn corrective lenses since I was 9!
A separate mental health issue involving anxiety limits my activities. So my life rallies around 'local" activities such that I did not really miss glasses.
Then when the Covid crisis hit, because I have a part time job funded by The City of San Francisco you might be aware that San Francisco Health Department slammed us with the first and most repressive guidelines of any city in the U.S. I actually had to wear an identity badge just to go outside with a mask and only for food, m edications or work...!
In the last two years my sight and my hearing slid downhill but living in a city that was the most restrictive in the U.S. [I got a free Uber to get free vaccinations twice, and the third booster came here to where I live so "don't cry for me Argentina!" ]until about three months ago I got, believe it or not, what I thought was a head cold [after all my precautions?].
I had lost my Medicaid card and spent a short time in the hospital [dehydration] last September. One of the medications I was taken off of, trazodone, is the one that that television sitcom star was taking when he fell, hit his head and died. Bad stuff...So, with a zillion things on my mind, I am on better meds, I have my Medicaid card, I have been to a, Eye, Ear, Nose, Throat doctor that has more medical citations, political affirmations and social service awards than Joseph Biden! and I've been to an optometrist who was so "chillin' " she gave me a discount on my new galsses.
However.
Glasses in two weeks, reading glasses in two months, but neither right now. I'm practically typing on my laptop with my nose...!
I'm not going to have a final hearing test until the sinus problem is handled and that could mean an in office procedure. That means probably no hearing aids until late August.
And that hospital visit? My internist retired back in 2018 and at 70 I have no physician. So I am shopping for a geriatric internist at UCSF. My brother's girlfriend had surgery there last year and it is REALLY easy to get to from here by light rail [MUNI!] Didn't Paula have her pre-natal care there in the 1970's?
Finally, as you know me so well, there is a mental under current as to why I don't like to venture far from home [anxiety] unless I have a strong motivation and I am relaxed. Right now I am very tense with positive stress but it is stress nonetheless. I had no idea until considering our reunion out of the question that my social avoidance tendencies were amplified by so much time at home exacerbated by my sensory limitations such that it is really WORK to communicate,and people have to WORK to communicate with me! And my morale to overcome those issues were like an old Chevrolet that had been up on blocks and not driven for a couple of years. My ambition has needed to be defrosted. My optimism needed to have more oil flowing and my the pistons of my confidence still need to be warmed up and lubricated. Now I'm sitting here idling and I see getting the old Chevy up and running but due to Covid-19 isolating, it is soooo tempting to spent 8 hours researching Cinerama, American Motors [my first car] and why The Titanic sunk than to walk to the library. BART isn't even jn the equation yet.
Hey, I have a job on weekends. Always having been a night person I am a clerk in the same mental health program residence hotel system in which Iive, 4pm til midnight, and it's right across the street! EVEN GOING TO WORK ISN'T GOING ANYWHERE!
But my hearing? It is so awkward to use headphones on my flip phone to hear properly. And so I have not talked socially on the phone yet this year. So I apologize for being rude in not calling you back on the phone [which is temporarily my enemy] taking so long to get to you but I have never felt this socially and mentally "trapped" in a cage in my life. But then a once in a century pandemic dictating that it was actually illegal to go outside socially for months,here, [given that I don't own a car and know of no one I could hitch a ride with, having never used Ubrer or Lyft as I don't have a smart phone and well... and now that it's melting away and I can write about it.
So I am optimistic about my ability to predict, now, a luxury not afforded for two years of San Francisco able to claim the least hospitalizations and passings with Covid-19 of any city per capita in the u.S. [So all the isolation was for a good reason...a city crammed together on a peninsula but with the confidence of the least threat of my contracting Covid of anyone I knew.
I hope to be on the phone by September and I will worry about the next pandemic and having to go through all of this inconvenient shit again when, according to history, we would all probably be 170!
Last reunion, 2010 you said that we should celebrate being together because we did not know of our future. I thought because you work[ed] with illness you might be talking incapacity or even death. According to last September, I am in spectacular health for man my age. Although I was sin the middle of a CAT scan at Pacific Medical Center due to a benign lump on my left breast that I forgot to tell the technicians: Oh, by the way I'm CLAUSTROPHOBIC!! [The food there is catered by a restaurant and I got a daily menu...] [Oh But you should have seen the look on the nurse's face when I forgot what city I live in and asked: "Can I get a Coca Cola?" = a sugared soft drink in a San Francisco Hospital?!! YIKES! I'm lucky that CPMC campus doesn't have a psych ward!
Well for not going into detail I went into a lot of detail. But you deserve the time and effort and I want to emphasize my email address ddmsf52@gmail.com That would be active until a once in 100 years pandemic that would keep me from seeing again wit stuffed ears and near sighted vision at 170. LOL! DAVE = DDM/SF52
Posted on: Apr 29, 2020 at 1:33 AM
Posted on: Jul 25, 2018 at 9:03 PM
MR. L:
I just received your book. Do I have to read it before you collect royalties? [I have a bit of adhd, but it took less than three days to read the cover.] P.S. Those before and now pictures are awesome. Superior idea. DDM/SF
Posted on: Jul 25, 2018 at 9:00 PM
Happy Birthday. BTW: I have only one niece, Courtney [1987] and she lives in Grass Valley, too. But don't look for her if you remember me. She does have a bit or red in her hair, but she evaded the butt ugly Merrick looks and inherited her mother's beauty. DDM/SF