Hikers for the Homeless has partnered with Maroun Elementary in Phoenix and Catholic Charities in Syracuse to brighten Easter for some of Syracuse’s poorest residents with an Easter basket giveaway.
The third-graders at Maroun Elementary made paper Easter baskets and also collected items to be placed in the baskets.
Hikers for the Homeless will fill the baskets with washcloths, soap, shampoo, lotion, wipes/tissues, chapstick, toothbrushes, toothpaste and, of course, candy and Easter treats.
The 123 baskets will be passed out on Easter morning at two Catholic Charities shelters in Syracuse – one that houses women and one for women and children.
The 76 residents here will also be receiving multicolor carnations. The remaining baskets will be given to John Tomino with In My Father’s Kitchen to be passed out when he distributes lunches to those living under bridges in Syracuse.
Any remaining will be given to refugees during his April 26 giveaway.
Sponsors of the event are Guignard’s Flowers, Adirondackmama.com blog and Sandy Pratt Photography.
Maroun Elementary collected more than 1,200 items pictured below and Hikers collected $365 in donations from 12 individual donors, which was used to purchase additional supplies for the baskets.
The Hannibal Sports Boosters is conducting a lottery ticket drawing to raise funds to support the Hannibal athletics program.
The group anticipates selling 1,000 tickets. Each ticket sold will then be eligible to win $50 a day for the month of May using the New York State daily lottery number drawn each evening.
An individual who purchases a $5 ticket will have 31 chances of winning during the month of May.
Their will be four bonus days — Wednesdays during May. The winning ticket on those days will receive an additional bonus of $50.
Only those over 18 are permitted to sell the tickets. Tickets will be sold at the IGA/Village Market from 9 a.m. to 1 p.m. April 19. For more information or to purchase tickets, call Mark Lafurney at 374-8806 or email: firstname.lastname@example.org
April 21 at 4 p.m. is the deadline to submit petitions to run by the Hannibal Board of Education.
The Senior Meals Program meets Monday, Wednesday and Friday for lunch at the Senior Center promptly at noon. The center opens at 10 for those who like to work on puzzles, read the paper or just have a chat over coffee.
The center is located in the Library across from the Hannibal Fire Hall on Oswego Street.
This week’s menu features:
Monday, April 21 — Swedish meatballs over egg noodles, vegetable blend, juice, pudding.
Wednesday — Turkey sloppy Joe, baked beans, cole slaw, mixed fruit
Friday — Chicken breast with mushroom sauce, rice pilaf, vegetable blend, cookie
Activities: Monday — Wii bowling and other games; Wednesday — games, bingo after lunch; Friday — shuffleboard, games
Voting for the Hannibal Free Library trustees will take place April 21 during the day and prior to the library’s annual meeting at 6:15 p.m. April 21. There are three trustee seats open on the library board.
Hannibal Elderberries, Hannibal’s première Senior Citizen group, will meet at 6 p.m. this Tuesday at the Community Center (Library) on Oswego Street for a covered dish dinner. They expect to see an influx of snowbirds! Please bring your own table service and dish to pass. If you’ve never been before, this just might be the time.
Speaking of snowbirds, I imagine the Jammers will be starting up soon…haven’t heard an exact date yet, but my guess will be the first Monday in May at the Legion. As soon as I know, I’ll confirm the date!
Music Boosters will meet at 7:30 p.m. April 24 in the high school library.
The Hannibal Fire Company Auxiliary will be holding their last Breakfast Buffet until September from 8 to 11 a.m. Sunday, April 27 at the Hannibal Fire House, Oswego Street.
There will be a Community-wide Yard Sale in the Hannibal area beginning at 8 a.m. Saturday, May 3.
Last year we had 27 sales – all offering many bargains! If you wish to participate and would like your sale placed on the master list, call 564-6410 and provide your street address and phone number by Sunday, April 27.
If you will have ‘special’ sale content like tools, antiques, sports equipment, or if multiple-families are participating, please note that also. (There is no need to provide your name.) Multiple copies of the master list will be available for the buying public at the Community Center (library) at 8 a.m. the day of the sale.
Presbyterian Women of Cayuga-Syracuse will meet at 9:45 a.m. May 3 at First United Church in Fulton. Rita Hooper will be presenting a program on her Mission trip to Appalachia last year. In the afternoon there will be a ‘hands on’ project for the gals to work on while viewing a CD on the Brethren Center including SERVV and Church World Service. For luncheon reservations, call 706-3564.
The Oswego Association of American Baptist Women will meetifor dinner May 5 at the Baptist Church in Pulaski. Registration is 6:15, dinner at 6:30. For reservations, call Colleen at 298-5265 by May 1.
Home and School will meet at 6:30 p.m. May 6 at Fairley School room 30.
From 1 to 3 p.m. May 10, North Volley Methodist Church, (corner of County Routes 4 and 6 in Volney) will host a gospel concert featuring the Misfits and Lake Effect Bluegrass. They will also have a used book sale from 9 a.m. to 4 p.m.; a plant sale, bake sale and lunch will be available too! The concert is free; a free will offering will be received to pay the musicians.
The public hearing for the 2014-15 Hannibal school board will be at 6:30 p.m. May 12 in the board room in the high school.
The Friends of the Library have a new drawing basket called Just Frogin’ Around, all things frog. Includes a fountain, garden ornament, calculator, wrapping paper and more. The drawing is May 13.
Rita Hooper 706-3564
By Ashley M. Casey
Despite the dissent of two local grocers, the city of Fulton is going forward with Aldi’s plan to build a 17,651-square-foot grocery store on the former Nestlé site.
If all goes as planned, the Nestlé buildings will be demolished by the end of June and construction of the Aldi store will begin in July with an anticipated opening in December. Continue reading
By Leon Archer
My father always seemed to know when it was time to do certain outdoor things.
I’m sure he checked the calendar, but more often, he would look for signs that it was time for a certain activity.
For just about every year while I was growing up, my father would gather all the gear and we would go to Black Lake to put out a nightline for catfish. We always got catfish, which my father would clean and bring home to smoke.
Perhaps my very favorite food as a child was smoked catfish.
Black Lake catfish that we caught on the nightline averaged about 6 pounds, but we caught them as large as 26 pounds.
The small ones of a pound or two we would roll in cornmeal and fry up in a big cast iron frying pan on the shore of the lake the day after we ran the line. They tasted pretty much like bullheads, but they had a greater oil content.
That was why they smoked so well. We only set the line two nights before we headed back home, but we still took a cooler full of fillets with us.
A number of years after I graduated Albany State, I decided to put a nightline out on Black Lake. I had everything I needed and I put it out in the same spot off Manley Rocks where we had always taken fish.
The next morning when I checked the line, I had one eel, one small catfish, two bullheads and several large bluegills and perch. My father and I had never done so poorly.
When I got back from my less than stellar attempt at catching catfish on a nightline, my father told me, “I knew you wouldn’t do much. You went too late. If you want to catch catfish, you need to go when the shad berries are in blossom. They’ve been done for about three weeks.”
Shad berries or service berries grow on a small tree and the whole tree looks white when it is in blossom, so it’s hard to miss, and that was the sign dad always watched for before heading north to fish.
I’ve cataloged a few of nature’s signs over my 70-plus years, but that is the one I remember best. My father also always said, “Ice out for perch and trout.” That is right on for both of them.
The trout in ponds and lakes were right up near shore and hungry, and the perch were in shallow water ready to spawn. They bit like crazy.
Dad didn’t tell me, but I learned the very best stream trout fishing (at least on Little Sandy Creek) was when the willow trees were “eared out.” The new leaves on the willows looked like little squirrel ears.
Of course, I could have been scientific and kept track of air temperatures and water temperatures, but watching willow leaves come out was easier. In addition, right after the trout were in high gear, the sucker run would be starting.
Yogi Berra, who I got to watch play one time at Yankee Stadium, was noted for his quips that have become quotes. The one I like best is, “You can see a lot by looking.”
Dad would have agreed with that. You see, there is book learning, and then there is real learning; honest to God, hands on, eyes and ears open learning.
Nature is full of signs that animals are attuned to, but men are slower to see what is right in front of them. All too many of us have forgotten how to look.
I want to assure you that I was looking for something else one day last week when I came across this bit of information.
According to the annual rankings of America’s “sweatiest cities,” sponsored by Proctor and Gamble’s Old Spice Deodorant, Syracuse, Buffalo, Rochester and Albany are traditionally among the top 100.
According to the most recent rankings available, Syracuse was ranked in 77th place; Albany, 80th; Buffalo, 81st; and Rochester, 85th.
As I continued to read the article I wasn’t surprised to learn that New Orleans, my favorite vacation destination, is just outside the top 10 at number 12. I have done a lot of sweating in the Big Easy, but I have enjoyed at least most of it.
You may be interested to know the cities of Phoenix and Tucson, Ariz., Las Vegas, Tallahassee, Miami and Tampa, Fla. and Houston and El Paso in Texas, work up top 10 sweats every year.
The temperature in Phoenix averages 94 degrees in June, July and August – causing the average Phoenix resident to produce 27.7 ounces of sweat per hour.
Old Spice points out, “that’s more than two cans of soda.”
Florida’s combined sweat would fill Shamu the Whale’s Sea World tank in about 3.25 hours – that’s 6.5 million gallons of sweat. Seven of the top 10 sweatiest cities are in Texas. San Francisco, with an average summer temperature of just 63.5 degrees, is the nation’s least sweaty city, coming in at 100 on the list.
How do you finish up an article about sweating? There must be something good to say about sweat. How about — “A dream doesn’t become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination and hard work.” –Colin Powell
“Don’t sweat the petty things and don’t pet the sweaty things”. –George Carlin
“I’m not out there sweating for three hours every day just to find out what it feels like to sweat.” –Michael Jordan
“Nobody ever drowned in his own sweat.” –Ann Landers
“It took a lot of blood, sweat and tears to get us where we are today, but we have just begun. Today we begin in earnest the work of making sure that the world we leave to our children is just a little better than the one we inhabit today.”
Losing a Friend
I was saddened this week by the death of my friend, Jan Peacock, following a lengthy illness.
We had been friends since my early days in Fulton. When we met we lived in the northwest area of Fulton, and the Peacocks were neighbors from around the corner.
The Peacock daughters, Sheila and Marcia, were babysitters for our boys.
Several years later, Jan joined others in the Patriot’s “shop” once a week to put the finishing touches on that week’s newspaper for publication the next day.
Jan was the last surviving original member of the Fulton Hoboes clown group. If you read Jan’s obituary which has appeared in area newspapers this week, you will know the real Jan.
She was fun-loving; she considered herself one of the “ink-stained wretches in the back room” at The Fulton Patriot. Jan didn’t invent that role, but she certainly did play it to perfection.
She was compassionate, having served as a foster mother to 57 children. Jan could have taught the course on love of family, as evidenced by the long list of surviving family members in her obituary – including children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, brothers-in-law, nieces, great nieces and nephews, and a cousin.
Jan Peacock will be sorely missed.
From Hodgepodge, Aug. 15, 1989:
On Saturday I sat on the front porch of The Patriot building for three hours, soaking in the soothing Dixieland strains of the Hanover Squares, a talented six-some of musicians from the Syracuse area.
I was joined by many other Fultonians and visitors who were enjoying the Riverfest activities.
The afternoon’s musical program had been underway for a few minutes when the city’s esteemed group of fanatical funsters, The Fulton Hoboes, showed up to partake of the entertainment.
I guess the Hoboes had sent an advance clown to scout the premises and as soon as the announcement was made that there was food and drink inside, the Hoboes trooped in enmasse.
Hanover Squares drummer Dick Jones, who is always quick with appropriate commentary, noted: “That must be the paper’s staff.”
Funny? Yes, but . . . two of the hoboes actually are (in real life, as they say), members of The Patriot’s staff.
The Fulton Hoboes were formed in the early ‘60s as part of the program at the First Methodist Church annual talent show. The group became well known publicly after Fulton’s Cracker Barrel Fairs were started in 1966.
Original members of that troop of clowners included Chubby Scaringi, Jan Peacock, Barbara Phelps, and Betty McGraw, with Shirley Collins and Norma Owens also logging plenty of duty in the early years.
. . . Today’s contingent of Hoboes includes veteran (not old) Hobo Jan, who also spends time in the city’s Civil Service office and does part-time duty as a layout artist at the Patriot; Jeff Hodge, whose byline appears every week in The Patriot; Hobo Sheila (Peacock), Project Architect for Dalpos, currently working on the Carousel Mall project; and the two youngest Hoboes, the two little Kings, Mike and Adam.
The Fulton Hoboes have been an important part of almost every Fulton celebration for almost a quarter of a century.
I want to die peacefully in my sleep, like my grandfather. Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.
I asked God for a bike, but I know it doesn’t work that way. So I stole a bike and asked for forgiveness.
Knowledge is to know that a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.
. . . Roy Hodge