Remembering Connecticut

David has been watching college basketball during March Madness on TV. I happened to notice that UConn was playing against Gonzaga. That brought back a flood of memories.

I remember driving from my home in New York to Connecticut in 1970 with my landlady, Alma Jelle (yes, that was her name). She had a cute cottage at the lake, and she invited me and another woman to join her for the weekend. This other woman was a piano student at Juilliard. She was a quiet person, not flamboyant at all. I later attended her graduation recital at Juilliard, and she played well. However, she never achieved international acclaim during her lifetime. Anyway, it was a pleasant visit to Connecticut. We all had a very peaceful and tranquil time at the lake, although we didn’t attempt to swim.

My second visit to Connecticut occurred in 1972, when a friend and I drove from New York by motor trailer to New Haven. He parked his trailer in a lot and met with a client at the client’s office. Meanwhile, I sat in a student lounge at Yale. Along came a Yale graduate student, who struck up a conversation with me. He was handsome and charming. The conversation ended when my friend showed up after his business meeting. It was nice to get a feel of campus life at Yale, a beautiful school.

Then, my friend and I had dinner at a Thai restaurant in New Haven. The food was lousy! Yuck! It was just awful. The chef could not have been Thai. Either that or he did not have access to the proper ingredients. The Thai cuisine in Hawaii is more authentic and delicious than what we tasted in New Haven.

Anyway, the basketball game on TV ended, and UConn beat Gonzaga in the NCAA West Regional Final. UConn seems to be a powerhouse in college basketball.

See what TV does to me? It stirs up old memories.