Does anyone remember Norman Schultz of fourth Street? I believe he was in the class of 61 or 62. He was a very quiet young man. We lived at 102 fouryjh Street and he was about five or six houses toward orange Street. I have seen him hanging around the Dunkin donuts on Main Street in Orange for years. Today I introduced myself to him. He was smoking a cigar. He seemed to remember our family name and that of the Crowley family. he told me he was 60 years old and used to go to Saint Roses. he works in a dress store on Main Street. I told him about first Fridays and he said her would try and come to say hello to John.
Ha! He may or may not want to see me. Last time he did, I was upside down, for I was holding him by his ankles off Pete Winklbauer's balcony on N. 4th Street, in lieu of an apology for messing with me. It was a cathartic moment.
Dear John, This is Norman saying Hi. I want
to thank you for hanging me by my ankles. It
seems it helped me grow. I'm 6'8" now and I have
an eating disorder as you will notice on my
305 lb frame. I can't wait to see you !!
Norman "The Storming" Schultz.
April 26th 1960, my brother Brians 6th B-day. I was 8 hanging on the front porch while they were blowing out candles inside. Jackie, you come by smoking a cigarette and offer me one. I took it. My dad catches me and makes me smoke and inhale his cigar. 3 years later i'm smoking a pack a day , 25 years later I quit. True story... I loved smoking . I just dont anymore !!!
122 - 4th st. Across from Bobby Bumps
It appears Norman aka Jackie Shultz is still smoking. See him outside of Dunkin donuts on Maint Street, near West orange border, in orange most mornings between 6 and 6 :30 am. He is usually smoking a cigar. i beleive he was an only child. His dad was named Norman sr.
I met Norman today and spoke with him for a few minutes. In the better light of mid morning he looked the picture of health and in great shape. He fondly remembers all of the fourth Street people and his old classmates at SRL '61 and Barringer '65. He wants to come to first Friday and thanked me for the information. he told me back in the day he went to Bodholts without fail every day. I took a nice picture with my phone camera, but do not know how to forward it to a computer. If you want it and have a camera phone, just email me and I will shoot it out to you.
Still a great guy. I just emailed his picture to Sara McCree summa and Tony Parisi. Hope we have a big FOURTH STREET contingent there September 5th. Speaking of Fourth Street, whatever happened to the Rosser Family?
You mention Tony Parisi. He was in my class as well as his mom being my teacher somewhere along the way. Wonder how he is and that brings me to Billy O'Connor. I remember high school when he got hurt then little more than that. How is he ??
This is an old thread,But I cant help it,that was about the funniest fight I have ever seen!"Squeaky"was persuing John,trying to close in,John was shuckin,jivin doing everyining he could to avoid contact.Norman didnt seem to notice that John,having run up on Petes porch had turned around to do battle cos there was no place to escape!Norman charged,John grabbed and guided Jackie towards the porch railing,Oer the railing went Schultz!Lucky for him John held his ankles while he dangled.John of course dictated the terms of surrender. Jackie was great for acquiring alcohol when we were kids,He would pick it up from his dads bar and for a very minimal charge a fifth of Seagrams was on the menu!Add some coca cola as a mixer and it was altered states! I sincerely hope Jackie is ok and will seek him out the next time I visit N.J.
I invited Norman to attend tomorrow's First Friday. I told him he could take the train from orange three stops to the South Orange Station. He never got his license. He siad "no", he was going to try and get a ride. We'll see. He does not remember the hanging off the porch day. He has a shaggy beard now.
Panera's may be a little too high brow for Jackie. There are customers sitting at tables playing chess, working on their lap tops and reading the New York Times in the mornings. Jackie is more a salt of the Earth and is more comfortable with the fine citizens or Orange, New Jersey. Hopefully some of the class of 61 will visit him one morning and perhaps even invite him for Thanksgiving and/or Christmas.
Bring a camera to document. Stanley meets Livingston. he sits in the table immediately to the left of the entrance. He wears a wool cap and A full beard and resembles a homeless man. Usually there around 6:30 am.
Was sitting alone at his table by the widow. Noticed he was wearing the same dirty light blue hat with the stain on the back that he had on two weeks ago. It dawned on me he may be homeless. Maybe he hangs out at Dunkin Donuts to keep warm. Weekdays at 6am, weekends, even Thanksgiving and Chistmas. I wonder.
Tony Parisi, we should go down there and help the Dutchman. Huddled against the window at his table 12 noon wearing the same clothes he has been in for over a month. It is nice and warm in there and no one ever botheres Jack.
Jack has been sitting alone at "his' table at Dunkin Donuts since 6:30 this morning, 7 hours. Same clothes. Same hat beginning to tear in the back. It is time some of his old neighbors drop by the pay him a visit and buy him a cup of coffee or bowl of soup. Some used clothing would be nice. He is very tall and very slender. 34 x 32 pants? 16 long shirt? his shoes have holes in them. John? Jimbo? Robert? Tony? John? and any class of 61ers interested in joining me?
Guess he wants to come out of the rain and cold today.
I drove down to the Dunkin Donuts in Orange this morning. Jackie was sitting at his table at 6:15 am. He had a different jacket, but same pants, shirt and hat. He admitted being out of work and pointed to an article on the front page of the Star ledger about the bad economy. He does not have a phone, but would love to see people from the old neighborhood. He told me that he is there at "his" table 7 days a week 6:30 am to 10 am. He wouldn't take clothes or money to tide him over. Stated he had a part time job down the street for money
Dunkin Donuts is on Main Street.one block from the West orange line. Two blocks East of Exit 10 on route 280. the old orange towers NOT white Castle.
John, I hope all you say about Jackie Schultz is in jest, because you know if you were in that same situation, and needed help, but was too proud to ask ,I sure some of your buddies would help you out. I realize you joke around alot, but at times, maybe a little compassion about his situation is what's called for instead of taking this so lightly. If you were living on the street or just barely making it , keeping warm wherever , whether it's at a Dunkin Donuts or anywhere for that matter, I think you wouldn't keep taking potshots at him.
Barbara,although it pains me to admit it I'm in total agreement with you on this one. Our lofty webmaster is showing total insensitivity on this issue. I guess old grudges die hard, shame on you Johnny. A pox on you and all your ancestors!
I normally do not go into the store. I use the drive-in window. I have only spoken to Norman five or six times the past six months, when I parked and went into the store. I wnet back and he was still there sitting alone at his table looking at the traffic at North Jefferson Street and Main Stree in Orange. The lady at the drive-in window told me he has been here all day, 12 hours. They let him sit there, as he has been doing it from before any of them worked there. She told me "John" never bothers anyone. I left her a ten dollar bill and told her in ten minutes give him a sandwich. large coffee and two donuts and tell him it was from a friend. It is cold and windy out there.
For the record, despite our history, I hold no real grudge against Jackie. Obviously he is not living the high life, but by the same token he always was strange. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
Dunkin Donuts sells a gift card. You can get them online, imprinted with the photo of your choice. If someone will pick up the ball, I'd kick in, and if just to read a post that finds something on his table.
Several anonymous readers of this forum have dropped by Dunkin Donuts to make doantions to Jack. Very easy to find, right on Main Street two lights from route 280 exit 10. Saw the Dutchman today and he asked me to apologize to everyone for missing FIRST FIRDAY. Said he had to work late. I gave him new train fare. He probably needs it to eat. He is very happy to see a new LITTLE CEASARS opening up next door to Dunkin Donuts. A new hangout. Keep up the good work and you know who you are.
I have really gotten into facebook after being invited to join by my niece and 68 year old aunt. Glad to see Mike Torluccio's son Mac, Sara McCree, Gene Hutmaker of the old Newark post office 1964 to 1980 and Joseph Grabowy have joined my freinds list. A lot of fun following friends round the world and at home. Not just for little kids.
At Bodholt's, people care and do the right thing without fanfare or articles in the newspaper. The kid told me that he used to eat at Bodholt's everyday. A half century later and the diner is still taking care of him. Would never have been possible without John. One of these years we need to do a dinner or party to honor old JC! A catalyst for remembering the past and working together for the future.
I dropped into his hangout this morning and we had a cup of coffee. He has seen better days. He assured me he has no memory of our balcony skirmish, but I'd try to forget that too. Says he's been living in the same apartment on Park Avenue for many years.
He mentioned Frank visits from time to time and that he hopes to attend a FF. We'll see.
When I picked up a cup of coffee from the drive-in window at 3:30 today, the Dutchman came hobbling out to my car. He was very excited and told me that you had come to see him. Apparently that has not happened too often in recent years. He said he gad been looking for me last Thursday and Friday to give him a ride to First Friday. I told him that I was out of town. Next month, Jack. John, you made his week. Thank you.
Seen pacing up and down Main Street between Dunkin Donuts and his place of business, the dress store. Smoking ciagarette after cigarette. St. Rose is just two and a half miles due East. Jimmy the usher at the Paramount Theatre also seen wearing his Robin Hood outfit. Something up? Norman still has that limp.
Back at Dunkin Donuts in the ac then outside for a smoke and back in again. He is up to something. Wearing jeans in 100 degree heat. Silver studs on left back pocket, but not the right. Work boots. Noticable limp of right ankle. Has yellow/brown skin color, as he has had for the last ten years.
Brown tee shirt. He was there at 6:15 am this morning and still there at 11 am. I am keeping my distance. Jimmy walking on opposite side of street, dressed as Robin Hood.
Jimmy looks a lot like character actor/comedian Arnold Stang of the 1950's. He belongs to the Retired Ushers Association and always carries a flash light. Like The Dutchman he lives in Orange, N.J., but closer to Central Avenue. Norm resides on Park Avenue.
Someone I know, who reads this messageboard, gave me a $10 dunkin donuts giftcard to give to the Jackster. I am sure he will appreciate it as he spends the holidays sitting at a table in dunkin donuts.
Will go back there in the New year. Just wanted to thank Jackie for her generous $25 Dunkin Donuts gift certificate. Gave it to Norman yesterday and he was most appreciative. John, Merry Christmas and happy new years to you and your wonderful family.
Saw Norman for first time in months today. He was walking up Main Street in Orange with a pronounced limp. Jimmy the usher was on his way to the library. He told me that he was doing some research for Flag Day (tomorrow). Some things never change.
I did a 30 second cell phone video with him and e-mailed to my sister. If you list your cell number here, I will e-mail to you. John has a serious limp and was smoking a cigar. wish I knew how to get it on you tube.