Livingston

Some of you know our airport.

And I was raised in a town called Livingston, which is sort of a leafy, middle-class, American textbook TV show.

We grew up in a split-level colonial.

There's three bedrooms.

But there was two weird myths.

You know, every town, your town probably had like weird myths.

So I get a load of these two wacko myths that we had in Livingston.

One was that behind Riker Hill Elementary School, there's barbed wire fences that hit an entire army base with nuclear missiles.

Right.

I come back the next month, where I do my little dog and pony on Monterey with my slides, and one of the guys comes up to me and said, "The guy we mostly have bought our cars from is a male model in Livingston, New Jersey named Rick Popper, and he, he brings cars over from Milan."

Right.

Um, "And he's got three right now, but he's selling his personal car, a black original paint, '73 RS."

Right, of course.

We went to the Ritz Diner in Livingston, New Jersey.

I mean,

I'm from Long Island.

Don't you think so? I mean, there's times that I'm thinking about something in my past and I'm like, did that actually happen? Or do I think that happened? You know, it's like, I remember, you know, in the book when I was talking about breaking into this, we used to break into this old Nike missile base that was, you know, ruins now, which is just so weird.

I grew up in a town that had a bunch of weird rumors, one of which was in the small suburban town of Livingston, New Jersey.

That there was a Nike nuclear missile base hidden behind Riker Hill Elementary School.

And it turns out that was true.

Jay

Greenspan.

Livingston,

New Jersey, my man.

But I lived in that area until 1967.

And then when I was, I guess, nine years old, moved to Livingston.

And we graduated Livingston High School in 77.

And, you know, and currently I live in Wayne, New Jersey.

So if anybody knows New Jersey at all.

Even like I said, back in kindergarten, I'm always trying to be funny and do things.

But I remember, here's a nice story.

My first comedy I ever did was at my friend Murray Voloshin's Bar Mitzvah at the Crystal Plaza in Livingston in 1972.

This is the background or information.

He grew up in Livingston, a wealthy town in northern New Jersey, in a modern Orthodox Jewish family.

I think you knew that part.

His father, Charles, you knew this too, but It is interesting to remind everybody who knew, okay, I know he was a convicted felon.