Hot stove season …

Opening day dreams. Officials from the major-league squads are meeting with agents from free agents and conferring with colleagues about potential trades. Meanwhile, this fan was looking out over the Syracuse Mets field and thinking about Opening Day, come April 1, 2025, and who will be a Met here and there. After this event, I…

Back in the day …

Maybe I was there. When the new stadium for Syracuse’s Triple A baseball team first opened, it had artificial turf. The team was called the Syracuse Chiefs. Its parent club was the Toronto Blue Jays. I think I took time off from my job at the big daily to go to the game.

Lots of interest

Quick, get to the stuff. I told Elisabeth and George I thought this was the biggest group of fans I’d ever seen for the Syracuse Mets annual garage sale. Wow, they walked fast to get to the merchandise set up in the Metropolitan Room.

OK, think about baseball

Lining up to look at the goods. Every year in the first part of December, the Syracuse Mets open NBT Bank Stadium to fans and put out what they hope fans will want to take home to gift-give or keep for themselves. I again went for a taste of baseball with terrific daughter Elisabeth and…

First for the car, too

Ready for the winter. This is our first season with the 2024 HR-V as the white stuff hits our part of the world. The 2019 model handled it well, so expect good things from this Honda, too. Knock on wood.

Hang in there

Let it linger. The early December snow did not want to leave the backyard lilac bush. This season, the leaves were down and gone before the white stuff arrived.

Oh, right, snow

Here we go. Usually our first plowable snowfall arrives much earlier than the first week of December in our part of the world. The plowing service arrived and cleared the driveway, I got our walk done with the shovel and our car with the brush, and off we went to get my dear wife Karen…

Many basket prizes

A ticket in each bag … One way to help support the Baldwinsville Riptides baseball program at the pub crawl fundraiser was to purchase tickets for a chance to win the donated prize baskets. My dear wife Karen and I, and terrific daughter Elisabeth and George each went for the arm’s length for $20. We…

Tasty grub

Happy, I’d say. After we’d walked to Sammy Malone’s as well as the previous three I’ve mentioned in my last two posts, we jumped in Elisabeth’s car and drove over toward Baldwinsville’s canal lock to the Angry Smokehouse. I didn’t realize there’s be another barbecue joint in my place in the world to demand my…