Yeah this is not exactly the wedding that you may be thinking it is. I have heard all about the one that has dotted Facebook all week so far, and while I have to say congrats to them. A couple that my wife and I were very close to, was married in their backyard on the West Side this past July 4th.
They will remain anonymous, but what I loved so much was the quaint feeling that it held. While not a very small event, it had the feeling of something like dinner and drinks with friends. I guess that’s just how I like my weddings, not too much pomp and circumstance.
The weather is probably what made it perfect, it was cooler with a gorgeous breeze. The attire could be called business casual at best, and in all honesty I had wished I had went with the shorts I had originally planned on wearing. But one probably doesn’t want to chance being the only one in shorts (I sadly wouldn’t have been).
The wedding march on this patriotic day? That’s right the theme song to “Top Gun”, and as the guitar solo played on I became a little misty eyed. (Maybe thoughts of poor Goose?) I mean what better way to say I love you than with the feeling that at any moment Maverick was gonna buzz the tower?
The drinks were cold and flowing all evening and the food for the event was catered by Black Market Food Truck. Which means that I was in Heaven! I love their food, and was floored to find out that they catered events. The menu consisted of BBQ Pulled Pork, Ginger Apple Coleslaw, Cornbread that I’m pretty sure was infused with lemon, and the best thing I ate a BBQ Bacon wrapped shrimp that was like the size of my fist! I mean to die for!!!!!!
It wouldn’t have been the 4th of July without some fireworks, and the kids at the wedding were in for a treat. The fireworks that had been procured by the hosts, turned adult and children into one in the same. Something to be said about firing off bottle rockets out of a beer bottle that just takes me back I guess! With our son tuckered out, my wife and I said our goodbyes to the newlyweds and headed off to our car.
The fireworks of the Thruway as we drove home, provided a surreal ending to what turned out to be a great little wedding!
Here is a link to Black Market Food Truck to check out their catering menu!
So for years my father and I played golf on Father’s Day, it was a family tradition for a long time.
Up until recently that is.
When my grandfather was alive, he and one of my uncles (whom I rarely saw) would join us, in a very competitive match. All four of us were decent golfers, and I always wanted to beat my dad. I mean isn’t that when you know you’ve become a man? I however was always one or two strokes away from beating him, and even when I was close or ahead, I would easily melt down in epic fashion.
Once when we were playing on vacation just outside Bar Harbor in Maine, I had a 5 stroke lead going into the last 3 holes to play. What transpired could only be called shocking, after losing my lead in only 2 holes of those 3 holes to play (don’t ask). I then duffed my drive on the last hole into OB, and went about trying to combine my driver with a tree. I came inches from a self-induced lobotomy, and received a serious scolding from my dad on golf etiquette. It wasn’t Father’s Day but it shows how badly I wanted to win.
I miss those days honestly. Me looking for some form of validation of my manhood, and for years I thought that would allow me to claim it.
As years passed and we grew apart, it became more difficult on Father’s Day to get out for that round. When I had my son, it made it almost impossible. The round of golf that I looked forward to so much all year, became an afterthought. We would play maybe once or twice, but it wasn’t the same. Father’s Day also coincides with the final round of the US Open, and being golf nuts we plopped down on the couch after the round to complete our golfing deluge! I missed that time with him, and with a son of my own it became more difficult to do those things. I guess what I really missed was spending time with the old man.
I did eventually get him, at Rothland’s in Clarence. With two holes left to play I had a 7 stroke lead and finished out with a few pars to take him by 9. There were no bells and whistles, fanfare, or massive explosions. In fact I felt bad, I was so used to the chase. I realized that I really was chasing after was just spending time around my dad.
I called my dad this year and setup a round of golf with him and my son on Father’s Day this year. Hey traditions should never die!
Originally posted on beautifulBuffalo:
Buffalo continues to surprise people as cranes are all over the skyline, and buildings are going up like dandelions in springtime. In addition, new public plazas (complete with water features/pools/ice rinks) are being built downtown near Lower Main Street, an area that’s in the midst of a stunning transformation. Listen up people: downtown Buffalo was dormant for DECADES, but the past few months/years? It’s like a sleeping giant has been awakened and pretty soon people will be saying, “Wait, THIS is Buffalo? When did this happen? It looks so…good!” Yep, New Buffalo is on the rise, and it’s an electric time to be living in New York State’s Second City. –Mark Weber, BeautifulBuffalo.com
Early this morning I received a Facebook message from an old classmate. She wanted to point out that another of our former classmates at our old High School had basically outed herself as a racist and was videotaped to boot. Sadly I was surprised but not amazed. This is the second incident that has happened with a former Maryvale Graduate (honestly you could have found that online anyway) in the past month. The first being Jeff Basil and the incident at Molly’s Pub with William Sager, and the second being the train wreck that’s becoming Janelle Ambrosia (check twitter).
It’s truly disheartening to think that one person ruined the life of one man and his future, while the other basically had a racist rant on camera, then went on the radio and spewed the N word as if it didn’t bother her. She also said she has “a black cousin, so I can’t be a racist“. Then she pointed out she was bipolar, and that was the reason for the rant.
I hadn’t had a chance to she the video till this morning, and needless to say it didn’t look good at all. Racism is like a weed that spreads through a person’s mind. What very much disturbed me was the simple fact of this woman’s children running and playing in the background while she repeats the N word over and over. The point of the incident was that the gentleman supposedly came close to hitting one of her children with his vehicle, he however said he simply stated he started the car. However not at one point did I see her go over to the children and check on them, so…….. it’s perfectly OK to act like that in public in front of your children? If their was a serious issue, why not call the police and let them handle it? What about your child? Is that what you are trying to teach them?
I don’t condone what either person in each incident has done, and I know that we Maryvale Alumni take a lot of pride in graduating from there. It hurts to see people who haven’t learned what’s necessary to make them better people, but I implore you to remember that this is not who we are!
With all this great talk about the Buffalo Bills getting a new stadium deal as well as an owner in the next few months, I am slightly disturbed by a call that came into Schoop and the Bulldog on WGR550 last night.
The caller referenced that with all this good will running around are we getting a little ahead of ourselves?
We could be, but in all honesty I can’t see them leaving the Western New York region. With all of the economic impact that we see in Downtown Buffalo, it would seem like the obvious choice for a Stadium destination. But with possible congestion issues plaguing the Metro area, as well as the main problem ie: Where the hell would you put it?
Land which was once very abundant in the Downtown or surrounding areas is being scooped up quickly leaving few if any serious Downtown spots for a Stadium. The show on WGR550 went on to explore options that would seem logical for a stadium, and made a solid case for them staying in the area. I mean when it’s being rumored by people in the know that they (owners) will not approve the sale to someone unless they plan on keeping them here. I trust that information and besides Roger Goodell is a local boy (Jamestown), and this small market team has been supported for years by the region, even without having made the playoffs in over 14 years!
Really what this is going to boil down to is where, and how much taxpayer funds. These two points are obvious but if a new prospective owner wants the Buffalo Bills and is willing to split the cost of a new stadium, that will look much better on paper for any local resident. The fact is a new stadium is a MUST if we have any chance to hold on to our Beloved Bills, whomever the buyer is.
So we wait, and hope. It’s all we can do for right now.
After this weekend which was pretty busy, I spent my Memorial Day on the porch just chill-axing. Yes it was one of those kind of weekends and after a winter that was especially harsh and long, was much-needed.
Our son was off with my parents for the afternoon, and my wife and I had the house to ourselves. The night before had been a great evening or drinks and BBQ on the West Side with friends, so needless to say we needed a rest. That would not be the case.
I don’t know what it is about my North Buffalo porch as its not much bigger or more beautiful than any other porch on my block. But it has something! Maybe it’s proximity to Hertel Ave., or the fact that it’s a great people watching venue? One way or another it was the perfect setting to enjoy a bunch of beers on Monday.
The porch which needed some cleaning and flowers was spruced up nicely in time to have a new friend by, to have some of those beers I mentioned earlier. My wife and I welcomed a new friend on to the porch for the first time, and it was great to meet someone who shared our love of Buffalo. It’s always great to meet someone who shares our interests and Kevin was a great guy to hang with. Hopefully he’ll stop down again.
We finished the evening with a cookout, and a walk to Hanna’s Frosty Treats. Which was definitely the highlight for our son Nolan, who got . Spent ck just around dinner time. We sat on the porch well after he went to bed enjoying the evening breeze, and starry night.
Yeah needless to say it was an awesome day Spent on the Porch!
This past Friday at the UAW headquarters I witnessed more powerful people talking about Buffalo and progress than I’ve ever heard before. The room was filled with Democratic politicians, but the ones that mattered were Gov. Cuomo, Rep. Brian Higgins, County Executive Mark Poloncarz, and possible soon to be Lt. Gov. Kathy Hochul.
What I heard while I was there was a lot of Buffalove, coming from the people who in all reality control the areas destiny.
I’m not saying everything is perfect here, and that you should vote for them now. What I will say is that Buffalo for so very long has gotten the shaft from Albany and it’s about time that we get some federally and state funded projects. Remember it is Buffalo that is the second largest city in New York State, that also happens to sit on one of the Largest Fresh Water Lakes in the World!
If you don’t know who Kathy Hochul is here’s a brief background -
- Former Erie County Clerk
- US Congresswoman elected after Christopher Lee vacated his seat.
- Lost a very narrow re-election bid in a heavily favored Republican District
- Served as a government relations specialist at M&T Bank
Honestly she reminded me of Anne Richards or Susan Davis, politicians who came across as honest or genuine in a way. They talk about their life experiences to relate to the crowd, and that can be a handy political asset to have.
The four major politicians spoke about keeping the “Buffalo Billion” here, and prolonged support from the state to grow the region. We’ve heard it all before, but this time something tells me it’s probably going to be a little different. One way or the other, Buffalo has a big supporter Downstate for the first time in a long time.