The Polish Fest tradition continues to make us happy

We won’t miss Polish Fest at downtown Syracuse’s Clinton Square. Hover over a gallery photo for a description. Click on an image for an enlarged slide show. We start with our lunch. Our go-to place has become the tent from Utica’s finest Polish Community Home. Of course, after eating, we walk to take in the…

No, not another active shooter! No, not in that newsroom!

The red-lined bulletin popped up on my work monitor. Another active shooter in our midst. Horrifying. My eyes went to sketchy The Washington Post details. I refuse to let these occurrences escape my attention no matter their increasing frequency. How very horrifying. Shots fired at newspaper in Annapolis, Md. They all hurt, yes. Every time…

What kind of tree is this?

My daily walk to the nearby Dunkin‘ Donuts brought me past a beautiful, flowering tree. In fact, there are two, side by side. Can anybody give me some help as to what type of tree I am passing?

Spoiler alert: These Kona glasses came from Pennsylvania

My terrific daughter Elisabeth and her sensational significant George Three did more than take me out to the Syracuse Chiefs baseball game and ply me with food and drink for Father’s Day. They zipped over to the house with a nicely wrapped present the next day as well. Holiday proper, and I was smiling again.…

The pool is dry

The pool guy came with a big hose to continue in the process of getting the pool ready for this summer off 2018. Out came all the dirty water that got past the covers over the winter and settle under the crack lines. With it drained, the old liner can come out and the new…

We’ll have that pool ready soon

The steps guy made a visit to our backyard in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville as my dear wife Karen continued her quest to get the pool up and running in our second summer in A Bitty Better. He came all the way from Albany to apply his special process to fix the cracks in…

The mend continues

At the Syracuse Chiefs game last weekend, Elisabeth and George were arguing about which wrist bone he’d hurt. I threw out metacarpal and hamate. Nope. Not even close. Actually, I’m must glad he’s cast-free and very close to total freedom, this being summer and all.