Fredi & Shirl & The Kids
FABLE 1: The Show Must Go On
We played three or four neighborhoods in Brooklyn, a country house along the Jersey SHore, a number of relative parties, occasional requests from The Clients: Fredi & Shirl & The Kids. A family. Straight! Like a jab. Everybody on the block knew us. Some were more or less like us. Intimacies as crass as a grab, or a poke. A straight family type affair.
A miracle. Fredi & Shirl, Bennett & Richard, all the same flesh: a lawyer, a housewife, an older brother. Hey, what about me?
Bennett says, WRETCHED RICHARD.
Fredi says, LITTLE MR. RICHARD.
Shirl says, MY LITTLE RICHALEH.
Show business is learning to get along with people.
((FREDI & SHIRL & THE KIDS, p. 3),