{"id":261,"date":"2019-04-01T14:56:19","date_gmt":"2019-04-01T18:56:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/?p=261"},"modified":"2019-04-01T15:01:22","modified_gmt":"2019-04-01T19:01:22","slug":"oklahoma","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/oklahoma\/","title":{"rendered":"Oklahoma"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Oklahoma blog<\/p>\n<p>In January 1962 my family moved from the St. Nicholas projects in Harlem to a tenement apartment in<br \/>\nBrooklyn. I also left behind lifelong friends and my Doo-Wop singing group. I was 15 years old.<br \/>\nIn 1962 Brooklyn was a haven for gangs. Gangs with names like the Dekalb Chaplains, Junior Sinners,<br \/>\nPhantom Lords and too many others to name. I began the second half of my senior year at the Mark<br \/>\nHopkins junior high school. One day while walking home a female student began talking to me and<br \/>\nwelcoming me to Mark Hopkins. She said goodbye and left. A few minutes later I was approached by<br \/>\na gang member to tell me \u201cYou almost died\u201d! \u201cThe girl you were talking to is their gang leader\u2019s<br \/>\ngirlfriend\u201d. I said I didn\u2019t know that and he told me to watch myself\u201d! I knew I was in gang land<br \/>\nterritory. I was assigned to Mr. Pasinkoff\u201ds class. Mr. Pasinkoff\u2019 was also in charge of directing the<br \/>\nschool\u2019s theatrical production of Oklahoma. I told him I could sing and he suggested I see the music<br \/>\nteacher Mr. Miller. Mr. Miller auditioned me and offered me the leading role of Curly.<br \/>\nI was then known by my birth name Hector Mercado and I had been accepted by the High School Of<br \/>\nPerforming Arts. This was my first full musical production as an actor\/singer. I remember waiting for<br \/>\nthe curtain to rise and the nerves were unimaginable, I was scared! The curtain went up, I\u2019m standing<br \/>\nthere, the music began and out of my mouth came the song \u201cOh! What A Beautiful Morning\u201d!<br \/>\nI remembered my lines and lyrics and the production was successful. I began to have many<br \/>\nfriends. But outside the school, the gangs were always around and very dangerous. I made sure never<br \/>\nto talk to that gang leader\u2019s girlfriend. Survival depended on that. In September of that year I began<br \/>\nmy acting and dance classes at the High School Of Performing Arts in Manhattan. Each day when I<br \/>\nreturned home to my gang infested neighborhood, I made sure to hide my ballet shoes!<\/p>\n<p>\t<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-262\" src=\"https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/112\/2019\/04\/junior-high-school-792x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"792\" height=\"1024\" srcset=\"https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/112\/2019\/04\/junior-high-school-792x1024.jpg 792w, https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/112\/2019\/04\/junior-high-school-232x300.jpg 232w, https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/112\/2019\/04\/junior-high-school-768x993.jpg 768w, https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/112\/2019\/04\/junior-high-school-816x1055.jpg 816w, https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/112\/2019\/04\/junior-high-school-1250x1616.jpg 1250w, https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/112\/2019\/04\/junior-high-school-400x517.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 792px) 100vw, 792px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Oklahoma blog In January 1962 my family moved from the St. Nicholas projects in Harlem to a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":115,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-261","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-highlight"],"metadata":{"_edit_lock":["1554145263:115"],"_edit_last":["115"],"_wpac_members_redirect_to":[""],"_wpac_show_in_search":["0"],"_wpac_show_excerpt_in_search":["0"],"_wpac_nonmembers_redirect_to":[""],"ase_map_component_start_point":["a:2:{s:3:\"lat\";d:29.76;s:3:\"lng\";d:-95.38;}"]},"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/261","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/115"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=261"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/261\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=261"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=261"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/performingartslegacy.org\/ubarry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=261"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}