[Neal Cassady … young & vigorous age 29…. surveying North Beach used car lot, he needed new wheels. Bay area Johnny Appleseed of pot from early 1950’s, he worked as conductor on Southern-Pacific Railroad, averted train crash as brakeman years earlier, breaking his ankle, collected insurance, bought his family a ranch-house in Los Gatos down the peninsula, gambled madly & disastrously at horse racetrack, wrote painfully in pencil on his “The First Third” autobiographical manuscript, visited me overnight in rooms on Polk and Montgomery Streets, San Francisco. Sometime March 1955. (Ginsberg Caption for similar image) photo c. Allen Ginsberg Estate]
[Allen Ginsberg and Neal Cassady, used car lot, San Francisco, 1955. photo probably snapped by Natalie Jackson. c. Allen Ginsberg Estate]
[Peter Du Peru, Neal Cassady & Natalie Jackson horsing around maybe Sunday walk above Broadway Tunnel, Neal playing hookey from his wife Caroline & kids in Los Gatos to stay with Natalie at my place. Du Peru eccentric North Beach remittance man was writ by Kerouac as “Richard de Chili, the Mysterious…with his low-spoken incomprehensible remarks,” (Desolation Angels.) Natalie bewildered by amphetamine police jitters jumped off her roof to death a year later. San Francisco, March 1955. photo c. Allen Ginsberg Estate]
[Korean War Vet Ken Babbs, captain of Ken Kesey’s “Trips Festival” bus, co piloting Neal Cassady on amphetamine at wheel rolling up highway to Millbrook estate near Poughkeepsie [sic] N.Y. where Dr. Tim Leary’s Castalia Foundation was then experimenting with D.M.T. on half-hour psychedelic trip useful for psychiatric sessions. Burglar Gordon Liddy, then assistant D.A. in Poughkeepsie raided the Foundation a number of times illegally lacking search warrants during that season, so Castalia folk were jittery on arrival of honking Day-glo graffiti’d “Merry Prankster” Further bus which’d been driven crosscountry S.F. to N.Y. via Texas before Fall 1964 Presidentiad, “A Vote For Goldwater is a vote for fun” logo painted above bus side windows, L.S.D. Kool-aid in pitcher in icebox. Kesey & Pranksters’d met with Jack Kerouac a day before, & set out to visit hero Leary first time, I went along, late summer 1964. (Ginsberg Caption) photo c. Allen Ginsberg Estate]
‘s 3rd Annual Denver Birthday Bash took place this past Friday, but today, Wednesday, is the actual birthday. Curious thought – Neal Cassady, had he lived, would have been 86 years old today!
The First Third
remains – and has remained, consistently – in print, (as does Collected Letters 1944-1967
). Various Cassady biographies have appeared, starting with The Holy Goof
, William Plummer’s 1981 biography (for a curious tale of what happened to one copy, see here
), Tom Christopher’s
extensively-researched two volumes (see more on this here
), and David Sandison and Graham Vickers’ Neal Cassady: The Fast Life of A Beat Hero
(2006) (the opening chapter of which may be read here
Cassady secondary materials? – A list would have to include Carolyn Cassady’s wonderful memoir, Off The Road
(not to mention, Heartbeat
(both the book and the movie
), an earlier incarnation) – a later film, Noah Buschel’s Neal Cassady
, dealing “primarily with Neal’s relationship to his fictional alter-ego, Dean Moriarty
“, is perhaps – in fact, it has to be said, is – considerably less successful).
Neal, the real Neal also appears in the Carolyn Cassady documentary, Love Always, Carolyn
, and the Merry Pranksters documentary, Magic Trip
, both of which came out last year.
The Beat, does indeed go on.