I feel like a 100-year-old—sore bones, can hardly talk, back hurts, hips are out of whack—but boy did I have fun at my cousin’s 50th wedding anniversary, dancing, singing and having a great time with family. I was up partying until 2 a.m. Friday and Saturday nights. I drank water and watched everyone else get smashed. I said to myself, “Thank God I do not drink; I would have such a hangover tomorrow.” I have such a big family, cousins all over the world. I love each and every one of them, and we all get along. Read more
I spent a very lovely Sunday afternoon with Fr. Bill watching the Giants football game; they had to lose in the last few minutes. Fr. Bill informed me that he has been in the friary for over a year. He is talking so much better, and he is able to walk to the nurses’ station with a walker and a physical therapist. He says hello and sends his love. Read more
Best of luck to all the kids who are going back to school, and God bless the teachers.
The Cochecton Preservation Society will present its Coffee, Tea and History event, titled “Cochecton’s First People,” on Sunday, September 20, at 1 p.m. at the Cochecton Train Station. See page 11 for details. Read more
There is nothing like a family get-together. Last weekend my cousins from England came to New York City for a visit. A bunch of us met at my cousin’s house in Queens, and we had a great time. I am planning my trip back over there for next May. This is the cousin and his wife whose wedding I went over there to attend. His great-grandmother and my great-grandfather are brother and sister on my mother’s side. I am truly blessed with a big family and cousins all over the world. Read more
Last week I was out and about at the GS Plumbing annual picnic down at Landers Campground hangar and had the pleasure to meet up with Jim Crowley’s mom Helen and his sister Cathy. They are in from Arizona visiting for a few months. Hope you ladies enjoy your stay. Read more
I drove in that nasty storm, thunder, lighting, flooding on Thursday to go visit Fr. Bill. As soon as I got inside the rain started to stop. Fr. Bill is going to therapy, getting stronger and holding his own. As we are sitting in his room he opened his drawer and showed me all the return addresses from the cards he got from all of you. He sends his love and thanks you for all the prayers and cards. As I left fathers it started raining again, took me two hours to get to Queens to be with my sister for her 62nd birthday. Read more
What a busy weekend out and about in the community! I do not think you can say there is nothing to do. There are so many street fairs, pancake breakfasts, chicken barbeques and farmers’ markets, not to mention all the family and friends’ parties. If you have the time, you should go out and support your community. You will have a great time, meet people and have fun. Read more
What a weekend; I was up in Oneonta at my oldest friend's father's wedding. Katie and I have been friends since we were five years old. She moved on to my block and was riding her bicycle in front of my house. I went up to her and asked her to be my friend; 50 years later we are the best of friends, more like sisters. The groom was 75 and the bride 70 and the priest told them you were both lucky enough to have long loving marriages, both widowed and you found love again; you are blessed. Read more
What a day I had! On July 12, my late husband’s 67th birthday, and I planned a memorial birthday party at Angelina’s on the Hill. More than 80 family, friends and co-workers came out to help me celebrate Tommy’s life. Peter Carmeci Sr. of the Veterans of Foreign War Post 6427 Tusten, Highland, Lumberland was there to honor Tommy. The “Judge,” Bob Meyer, led us off in the Pledge of Allegiance followed by “God Bless America,” sung by my brother-in-law Jon, with everyone joining in. All the little kids stood in the front near Tommy’s flag, which was (in a case) over his casket holding flags. Read more
I would like to congratulate all the 2015 graduates; it really stinks what crappy weather you had. Best of luck to all of you in your future in going to college and starting a new beginning. Just remember to live, love and laugh. Enjoy life and have fun.
Friday night I went to my 41st reunion from grammar school—yes, I did eight years with the nuns. Yes, they were able to hit you with the wooden ruler, with the metal part; my knuckles were bloody some days. (Had to hide them from my parents.) Being hit with the ruler for talking in class did not shut me up—I had too much to say. Read more