Monday, August 1, 2011

You Can Go Home Again

My childhood home
Whether or not you're a fan of her blogs or her tv movies ("Spring Fling!" anyone?), her sons, her husband or her dog, it can't have been a shock to learn that the Short Jewish Gal's childhood home has just opened as a museum in West Los Angeles. The grand unveiling came as the blogger/future bestselling novelist/former goddess of After School Specials, turned 53 and a half.  The home is in the village of Westwood, near the city of Kvetch, and contains her childhood bed, a five-speed bike (why her parents wouldn't get her a 10-speed, no one knows), and the wicker chair where she used to sit and write bad poetry in the style of Sylvia Plath. "She is especially proud of her old bed, which she fell out of at the age of three and broke her collarbone," said Carol Starr Schneider, the director of the SJG Museum. Admission is free.  Donations welcome. Viewings:  by appointment only.  Please don't disturb the current homeowners.
Posted by Carol Starr Schneider at 8:00 AM

4 comments:

  1. I can relate to the broken collar bone. Age 4, one hour after viewing Mary Martin in the inaugural tv special of "Peter Pan", nestled in top bunk of bunk bed, fast asleep. Parents heard, "I can fly!" followed by distinct thud of face on Nursery-Rhyme-themed linoleum with a somewhat bloodied Mother Goose reaching for the squished and broken nose of shreaking former aviator, Stevie, the Lost Boy who took a terribly wrong turn at the first star to the right...

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  2. Oh Stevie, that is the sweetest story ever. I just rolled out of bed - thunk -- in my sleep.

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  3. I called ticketmaster & booked a tour through Castle Star Schneider in Westwood. Who knew there'd already be a 4 month wait list!

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