It is hard to get interested in doing just about anything outdoors lately. The cold and the rain are not something I want to brave after coming back from the daily hot Florida weather.
I did manage to get 100 night crawlers before the weather turned nasty, but I haven’t sacrificed a one of them to the bullheads or even to the trout.
The rain was something we have really been needing and I’m actually glad it has come when it did. By that, I mean I would rather have it now than during the first week of turkey season.
I checked with my writer friend in Canton and he told me that the bullheads hadn’t come in yet on the St. Lawrence River bays and tributaries. He keeps pretty close track and his son is always prospecting for the first spot where they really begin biting.
The SUNY Oswego music and theatre departments will present the hits of a legendary Broadway songwriting team in “The Music of Rodgers and Hammerstein” at 8 p.m. Friday and Saturday, May 4 and 5, and 2 p.m. Sunday, May 6, in Tyler Hall’s Waterman Theatre.
The evening will feature popular songs from Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II performed by the accomplished vocal quartet SATB, the College Community Orchestra, College Choir, Festival Chorus and SUNY Oswego faculty.
Todd Graber, chair of the college’s music department, will serve as host and vocalist.
Rodgers and Hammerstein formed a distinguished American songwriting team during what was considered the “golden age” of Broadway musicals in the 1940s and 1950s.
Who remembers Harper’s? Apparently I didn’t a couple of columns ago.
It was a women’s clothing store on South First Street in our old downtown and Jean Prent was the efficient young woman behind the counter who took your money when you made a purchase or when you wanted to pay on your account.
She called me recently to remind me that I hadn’t included Harper’s in my list of stores from urban renewal days.
I can’t believe I left it out! It was one of my favorite places to shop! I don’t know when it first opened or when it closed for good, but I bought dresses and outfits there from the late 1950 right up to the early 1980s.
Daniel Shayesteh will be speaking at the Fulton Alliance Church May 18-20.
“Mary an I were born into nominal Muslim families in a small city in Iran,” he said. “We became fully involved in the fundamentalist Islamic movement shortly after the Islamic Revolution. Our common interest in the movement drew us together and we were married. This involvement caused me to advance in the politically-oriented religion Islam, and with the recognition and support of people in our city I announced my candidacy for the Islamic Parliament.
“The bitter rivalry of Islamic politics which often leads to people being killed for their beliefs meant I was a threat to Khomeini’s political group who wanted to govern at any cost,” he said. “I was kidnapped by Khomeini’s Revolutionary Military and placed in a death cell to await a death sentence. God in his love and graciousness had other plans for my life and unexpectedly I was temporarily released, but I was not allowed to work in my city, and neither was I allowed to leave my city to seek work in other areas. Finally, after two attempts, I escaped into Turkey- homeless and without family or friends. My loneliness was overwhelming at the time and I feared for my family’s safety because of my escape.”
I started having a major problem a few weeks ago the minute I started thinking about what my favorite food might be. I knew immediately that I wasn’t going to come up with an instant, definite, no-doubt-about-it answer on the spot.
I get myself into these fantasy situations often, but I knew that a lot of thought was going to have to go into this decision. Probably weeks, if not months of intense study and research would be necessary.
And, there couldn’t possibly be just one category to work on. In fact, as I thought more about it, I was sure that I would never be able to narrow my choice of favorite foods down to one.
After all, there is breakfast, lunch and dinner for starters. There are snacks — mid-morning, mid-afternoon, before supper, before bed time, and don’t forget the middle of the night snack and the “I-can’t-sleep” snack.
Garages all around Central New York are in full thrash mode as racing season gets closer and closer.
Teams competing at Oswego Speedway have May 5 circled on their calendars as the gates to the Steel Palace swing open that day for its 62nd consecutive year of racing.
Teams, officials and fans alike are anxiously awaiting Opening Day No. 62 at Oswego Speedway as the supermodifieds and SBS classes headline a full summer of activity at the lakeside oval.
In those 62 years of racing, the Gioia family name has been around the speedway possibly more than any other family.
When I was a child, toys were a simpler past-time than they are today. We had a set of dominos that was kept in the lower desk drawer and every now and then I would get them out and stand them on end. It was a simple task to push the first one and see them all fall.
It took practice and it took time to get them to stand up on end and yet make sure the spacing was correct. The actual time it took for them to fall was quick, but you had to have everything in place just right to make it work.
I later came to appreciate the “bones” for what they were, the dots become strategy and the slap of the game piece on the table was the” in your face” play that I felt sure was the winning move.