Bubbling over at the New York State Fair

It’s State Fair time in Syracuse, and the topic came up last week when I spent Sunday morning playing golf and eating breakfast with my daughter Elisabeth and Georges Three and Two. I told her my dear wife Karen and I planned to attend both Sundays. It’s a shared interest, that dusty collection of food…

In No Escape, a family man faces the worst

If you’re thinking about traveling to Asia, don’t see No Escape. If you’re about to take your family to a different country, don’t see No Escape. If you’ve just taken a new job and are about to relocate to another city, don’t see No Escape. Come to think of it, just don’t go see No…

Cool Nights

My good BloggyWorld friend Paul Curran is moving his weekly Sunday Cuppa column here through September as our his regular host Willowdot21 takes a break over on the other side of the big pond. Take it away, good sir. If We Were Having Coffee Cool Nights Your Barista – Paul Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee…

It’s beginning to feel like fall golf, and that’s fine

For the last three weeks of this season for our little golf league, the owner at Northern Pines suggested to Commish that we switch from Monday to Wednesday night. All eight of us gave the move the thumbs up. We could start at 5:30, giving us an important extra 15 minutes of the waning daylight.…

Reading between the lines with Yoenis Céspedes, kids

Sometimes sports isn’t just about what happens out there in the heat of competition. Sure, it’s the winning and losing that brings fans to a fever pitch and puts the games on TV and makes the money such an important element to it all. So much of American society is hooked on this screaming, passionate…

Remembering Woodstock on the Ridge

For a certain generation in America, many things changed 46 years ago this month. In their music, and thus in their life. The Woodstock Music & Art Fair took root on Max Yasgur’s farm in Bethel, N.Y., Aug. 14 to 18, 1969. Hundreds of thousands of young music fans descended upon the land. The New…

Moon over Chadwick’s and the Little Bitty

With my dear wife Karen home from this year’s editiion of the Girls Getaway, a trip from the Little Bitty to to Chadwick’s on James Street was in order this beautiful Friday evening. And after her couple bottles of Labatt’s Blue Light beers and my glasses of house Cabernet Savaugnons were savored and our plate…

A return to Thornden Park to capture the summer look

In March, I figured Thornden Park was the right Syracuse location for my Photography 101 lesson in landscapes. In addition to bringing you some stirring snow scenes, I promised a return to the location that sits high on Syracuse’s overall terrain for a handful of summer shots for comparison. It’s moving toward the end of…

We’ll come back again anyway we slice it

I made a good call back on Father’s Day, deciding that rainy lunchtime did not look promising enough for us to continue onto step three of our plan: Having George Two meet us our annual nine-hole round of golf together. I told my wonderful daughter Elisabeth and her terrific boyfriend George Three that Sunday would…

She: Wheee! We: Whooa!

Text pictures have been traded while my dear wife Karen is enjoying her annual Girls Getaway on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. From the south, a sunset during dinner. Gorgeous. Another night, another happy dinner. Equally beautiful. And I am grateful to receive these as I am typing blogs and comments and reading the…