It was an ordinary day. Just got back from the boardwalk with my morning newspaper ....... and quite a few signs of the shore; the type of signs that inform you. For those who enjoy water related activities and destinations, you probably will recognize some of the signs I have included in today's story. So, instead of more wordage, here is my morning beach edition. It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.
Monday, June 24, 2013
Sunday, June 23, 2013
The "Eggs and Potatoes both look the same, don't they?" Story
It was an ordinary day. Overcast and not looking like it was going to get any better. My daughter and granddaughters arrived yesterday and we attended the Big 33 Football Game in Hershey, PA last evening. My son-in-law was the head coach of the Maryland team and stayed in Hershey last evening. This morning he called and told his family that it was raining in Hershey and wasn't a good day to go to Hershey Park. Instant disappointment, since they were anxiously awaiting his call to see where they would meet him for their day on the amusement rides. My granddaughter Camille was all set to ride the "Comet", the old wooden coaster that was always my favorite, and I told her to hold her hands up the whole way down the first hill as she thought of me. Hard to understand why you can't do what you had planned because of the weather, but their tickets can be used at a later date. It became obvious very soon that my granddaughters were becoming antsy and were ready to head home to see their friends, so my daughter helped them pack their bags and prepared to head home to Urbana, MD. My wife asked if they would like her to pack a sandwich and chips for each so they wouldn't have to stop on the way home to eat. That idea was greeted with enthusiasm, one of the first positive responses of the morning. Carol took two orders for chipped smoked turkey and one for egg salad. Camille had gone to the store with me yesterday and picked out the egg salad which is a favorite. Carol packed the sandwiches in plastic containers and the chips in baggies and gave all bottles of water for the trip home. Eventually, after many hugs and kisses, my daughter and granddaughter hit the road for the two hour ride home. As Carol and I came back into the house I noticed that she had not put the lunch meat and egg salad back in the fridge so I headed to the counter to take care of that chore.
Then I stopped ...... and said to Carol, "Why did you have the potato salad out with a knife in it?" She looked puzzled, then laughed and said, "Did I just made Camille a potato salad sandwich?" Yep, that's what she did. Camille and I had purchased both egg and potato salad and they were in the same type of container. Carol just picked up the wrong one. She picked up the phone and called our daughter. "Brynn, did Camille eat her sandwich yet? If not, it's potato salad and not egg salad." We both could hear Brynn's laughter coming from the phone. She promised not to tell her and hung up. Half an hour later the phone rang and the 301 area code told us that Camille had taken a bite. She was on the phone and said, "Amah, that wasn't egg salad, but it was OK." We laughed again and found out she ate the whole thing anyway. Maybe will become her favorite sandwich. It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.
Then I stopped ...... and said to Carol, "Why did you have the potato salad out with a knife in it?" She looked puzzled, then laughed and said, "Did I just made Camille a potato salad sandwich?" Yep, that's what she did. Camille and I had purchased both egg and potato salad and they were in the same type of container. Carol just picked up the wrong one. She picked up the phone and called our daughter. "Brynn, did Camille eat her sandwich yet? If not, it's potato salad and not egg salad." We both could hear Brynn's laughter coming from the phone. She promised not to tell her and hung up. Half an hour later the phone rang and the 301 area code told us that Camille had taken a bite. She was on the phone and said, "Amah, that wasn't egg salad, but it was OK." We laughed again and found out she ate the whole thing anyway. Maybe will become her favorite sandwich. It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.
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Daughter Brynn,
Grandkids,
Humorous,
My Wife,
Weather
Saturday, June 22, 2013
The "Stairway To Heaven" Story
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| John Paul Jones, Robert Plant and Jimmy Page watch the concert at The Kennedy Center last December |
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| Led Zeppelin |
Friday, June 21, 2013
The "Welcoming the new Graduate!" Story
| Urbana, MD |
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| Graduates file through applauding younger students |
| Graduates seated in the front of the auditorium |
| Panel on the stage held everyone's photo with their teacher |
| All graduate signatures were on the rear of their shirts. Courtney's name can be found in the bottom right of the #2. Click on photo to enlarge. |
| Video presentation shows Courtney as second from the left |
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| Courtney discovered I was right behind her |
| Courtney with Carol and LDub |
| Courtney with grandparents Linda and Joe |
| Courtney with proud parents Dave and Brynn |
| Friends |
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| The New Graduate |
Labels:
Daughter Brynn,
Family,
Fond Memories,
Friends,
Grandkids,
Life's Lessons,
Son-In-Law Dave
Thursday, June 20, 2013
The "Marvelous Journey" Story
| Recent self-portraiture of my wife and me |
Sounded fantastic, but my favorite Ravioli Quattro Formaggi which is blended four cheese ravioli with sautéed shrimp, garlic and broccoli rabe pulled me away from the Pasta di Lila. I don't care for the broccoli rabe, but the waitress always makes sure they replace it with asparagus. The meal sounds great, but not as great as when you actually taste it. The butter sauce that accompanies it is to die for and certainly can't be heart healthy. But, that's OK for just this evening, since Carol and I are at Ciro's to celebrate our 46th anniversary. Seems like only yesterday we were standing in front of Rev. Batchelder and saying "I do" to each other. Been a happy and marvelous journey since June 17th, 1967. Couple of houses, three children, numerous pets, dozen of automobiles and sharing of our life's wishes and dreams together. Wouldn't have wanted it any other way. Well, we returned home and Carol asked me if I could find an 8 1/2" x 11" frame for a certificate she was working on at her job. I dared to search through our crawl space in a spare bedroom and while searching for the frame found a framed piece that was given to us on Saturday, June 17, 1967. Funny how things work out that way. It was titled The Time Chronicle and gave headlines of the month such as: 6/2 - The FCC orders all radio and TV stations carrying advertising for cigarettes to warn of possible dangers; 6/12 Supreme Court rules unanimously that states could not legally bar marriages between whites and non-whites; and 6/21 - American medical Association liberalizes its policy on abortion, the first change by the group on this subject since 1871. Other interesting things on the paper were Prices Then & Now: Loaf of bread was $0.22, Gallon of milk was $1.15, new Ford car was $2,724.00, gasoline was $0.33 a gallon, an average sized new home was $14,425.00, and the average annual income was $7,305.00. Commodities were: Dow Jones was 879.10 (I found this hard to believe) and gold was $35.00 an ounce. Winners In The Arts were: Song - Up, Up, and Away, Movie - In The Heat Of The Night. In Sports: World Series was won the previous summer by the St. Louis Cardinals, AJ Foyt won the Indy 500 with a speed of 115.2 MPH, Super Bowl was won by Green Bay, Stanley Cup was won by Montreal and the NBA champs were the Philadelphia 76ers. And, finally in Politics: President was Lyndon B. Johnson and Vice President was Hubert H. Humphrey. Kind of neat going back over all the events and happenings during the year we were married. But, time goes on and we now have our 47th to look forward to next year. Will we be back at Ciro's? Probably! It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy. PS - Carol had the Spaghetti Bolognese and she says she agrees with me about our marvelous journey together. Thank goodness!!
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
The "Arrival of the Yearbook: Intermediate Edition" Story
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| Cover of the 2013 Landis Run Intermediate School |
| Photo I took for the title page |
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| 6th grader who drew the cover design |
| The LRIS Library |
| Phys-Ed Room |
Labels:
Art,
Fond Memories,
History,
Lancaster County,
Photography,
Printing
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
The "Arrival of the Yearbook: Middle School Edition" Story
| The 2013 Yearbook: Red tie-dye cover |
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| Photo I took for the title page |
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| Photo of the stairwell in the school |
Monday, June 17, 2013
The "Sittin' On The Wrong Side" Story
It was an ordinary day. Just found the car right where I had left it three hours ago under the #37 light post in the Hershey Stadium parking lot. Thought I could find a closer spot, but after searching for five minutes, decided I better take the spot instead of having to walk an additional five minutes to get to the Stadium. This evening my wife and I as well as my daughter and granddaughters attended the annual Big 33 High School All-Star Football game. My son-in-law Dave was the head coach for the Maryland team that faced the team from my home state of Pennsylvania. Dave has been a highly successful high school football coach with nine straight playoff appearances, three trips to the 4A State Championship Game and one State Title and Maryland decided to name him the head coach for tonight's prestigious game. He had a coaching staff of 7 assistants as well as having one of his players playing in the game. For tonight's game I had to switch my allegiance and sit on the Maryland side of the stadium. Hundreds of red towels waved in the night air for the away team while the other side of the stadium was dotted with blue towels. Perfect evening for some football. We arrived an hour before the game and found our seats in section 28, right at midfield. Both teams were introduced which took almost half an hour since there where 33 players on each team as well as the coaches. The cheerleaders unfurled a huge flag, the local National Guard presented the colors and a young girl sung the National Anthem. Then ........ off in the distance we heard a roar as the Penn State Hershey Medical Center Life Lion helicopter approached the stadium. Flying at over 150 MPH it quickly reached the field, circled a few times before stopping, dipping the front of the copter to both sides in the stadium and soaring off into the twilight. Wow, what a start! Then the lightening began. Lightening in the form of the blue suited Pennsylvania team. After the first one minute and fifty-six seconds the Maryland team was behind by three touchdowns!! The red side sat in shocked silence as Dave and his assistants tried to right the ship. The only thing I had to cheer about in the opening quarter was the fantastic catch that our hometown PA Manheim Township product Tyler Karpinski had made to keep a touchdown drive alive. The Maryland team settled down and managed to pull within striking range as the half ended with the score 37-20. You could just feel and see the hurt that my daughter and granddaughters felt for their husband and dad. In a game such as the Big 33 game, the players only have minimum time to get to know each other and their playbook for the game and both teams had trouble stopping the opposing team for parts of the evening. During the halftime the 33 red-clad and 33 blue-clad cheerleaders put on a stirring performance that had the crowd cheering and clapping. The second half was just about a carbon-copy of the first with the final score 58-27. Tough night for the red team with the Pennsylvania coach passing on almost every play in the last quarter as well as faking a punt on 4th down to gain another score. After the game we made our way to mid-field to console a rather upbeat head coach who approached us with a smile on his face. His team did their best and he was proud of them for playing hard until the last snap. It was an exciting and thrilling evening and provided many memories for our family. And, there's always next year! It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy. PS - If you care to contact Dave through his Twitter account: #@QOCoach
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| Maryland's Head Coach |
| Pre-game color presentation and National Anthem |
| Penn State Hershey Medical Center helicopter Life Lion |
| Opening kickoff touchdown. |
| Halftime performance |
| Stadium from the top row at midfield. |
| Granddaughter Camille never gave up hope for her Dad. |
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| Courtney, Dave, Camille and Brynn |
Labels:
Daughter Brynn,
Grandkids,
High School,
My Wife,
Son-In-Law Dave,
Sports
Sunday, June 16, 2013
The "Bestest Father's Day" Story
It was an ordinary day. Just got a few cards from my wife and my daughter and granddaughters who are visiting for the weekend. A kind of tear-jerker from Carol and a few humorous ones from the other three. Today is Father's Day and to all the fathers who read my stories, a great big Happy Father's Day to you. I have many fond memories from years past and of other Father's Day. None stands out more than others because they are all just as important to me. Last week, while going through the thousands of photographs that I have in three large boxes, I found a few photos of my three kids from back in the 70s and 80s. To me that's not that long ago, but to my granddaughters that I shared them with this morning, it seems like centuries ago. I'm so glad that I took tons of photos as my children were growing up because it is the only memory I can share with those who didn't know them at the time. Most people reading this story never had the pleasure to meet my family, so just for this important day in my life, I have selected a few to share with you. What a joy it is to be blessed with a wonderful family. It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.
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| Brynn, Derek and Paul (Tad) |
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| Derek, Tad and Brynn at the Jersey Shore |
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| Tad, Derek and Brynn having lunch |
| Grandkids Caden (Derek's Child), Camille and Courtney (Brynn's children) |
| 2012 Family shot at Ocean City, NJ. Derek, Barb and Caden are on the left. Tad is top center. Dave, Brynn, Camille and Courtney are on the right. Carol and I sit in the front. |
Labels:
Beaches,
Family,
Fond Memories,
Growing Up,
The Shore
The "Cloak of God's Grace" Story
Forword: A few days ago I inadvertenly deleted a story that I had posted on April 5. Since I don't make copies of my stories and can't retreive my lost story, I rewrote the story about the Catholic Church that occupies a spot on Front Street in Philipsburg, which is the capital of Sint Maarten. I'm sure I have left out some of the original details, but also may have added some items that weren't in my other story. I inserted it at this point since I find it impossible to change the date to reflect the date it was originally posted.
It was an ordinary day. Just finished taking photos inside and outside the St. Martin of Tours Catholic Church on the boardwalk in Philipsburg. Two years ago when Carol and I visited St. Martin we watched as the boardwalk entrance was being redone by making a Styrofoam mold of the name of the church across the entrance gate. We stopped a few days to see the progress, but never had the chance to see the final result until the next year. The church is beautiful with the yellow exterior and bright colors on the monuments and statutes that occupy the courtyard on the west side of the church. The interior is very beautiful with an airy feel and solemn reverence. In the 15th century, Christopher Columbus gave the name of St. Martin to the island he set foot on November 11, 1493. That date happened to be the feast day of St. Martin of Tours, France. So, when the first Catholic church was established on the Dutch side of the island in 1841, it was given the name of St. Martin of Tours. Dutch-born Father Arnold ten Brink became the first pastor and in 1844 laid the corner stone on Front Street in Philipsburg. The parish grew and grew and additions were made to the church. The church eventually was destroyed and on May 30, 1952 the present church was constructed. Saint Martin was born in 316 AD in Hungary of a Roman Cavalry officer and non Christian mother. He entered the military at age 15, but left it at age 20. He was a fierce opponent of the Arian heresy and became a hermit, monk and evangelizer in northern and western France. He was eventually appointed Bishop in 371 and established the great monastery at Tours which became a major site of pilgrimage. In the courtyard of the church on Front St. is a statute dedicated to him. The plaque says: "In the service of God he now offers the cloak of God's Grace to us. The statute and plaque were dedicated November 11, 2012. It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy. PS - the photos for this story were taken during a few different visits to the church.
It was an ordinary day. Just finished taking photos inside and outside the St. Martin of Tours Catholic Church on the boardwalk in Philipsburg. Two years ago when Carol and I visited St. Martin we watched as the boardwalk entrance was being redone by making a Styrofoam mold of the name of the church across the entrance gate. We stopped a few days to see the progress, but never had the chance to see the final result until the next year. The church is beautiful with the yellow exterior and bright colors on the monuments and statutes that occupy the courtyard on the west side of the church. The interior is very beautiful with an airy feel and solemn reverence. In the 15th century, Christopher Columbus gave the name of St. Martin to the island he set foot on November 11, 1493. That date happened to be the feast day of St. Martin of Tours, France. So, when the first Catholic church was established on the Dutch side of the island in 1841, it was given the name of St. Martin of Tours. Dutch-born Father Arnold ten Brink became the first pastor and in 1844 laid the corner stone on Front Street in Philipsburg. The parish grew and grew and additions were made to the church. The church eventually was destroyed and on May 30, 1952 the present church was constructed. Saint Martin was born in 316 AD in Hungary of a Roman Cavalry officer and non Christian mother. He entered the military at age 15, but left it at age 20. He was a fierce opponent of the Arian heresy and became a hermit, monk and evangelizer in northern and western France. He was eventually appointed Bishop in 371 and established the great monastery at Tours which became a major site of pilgrimage. In the courtyard of the church on Front St. is a statute dedicated to him. The plaque says: "In the service of God he now offers the cloak of God's Grace to us. The statute and plaque were dedicated November 11, 2012. It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy. PS - the photos for this story were taken during a few different visits to the church.
| Worker places the Styrofoam letters in place |
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| Entrance to the church from the Boardwalk |
| Shrine To Our Lady Of La Salette in the outdoor courtyard |
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| Side entrance to the church |
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| Beautiful interior of the church |
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