Friday, July 8, 2016

The Friday Five Good Things

Five good things that happened this week.

1. Annual visit at The Brother's. From his back deck, we can watch the fireworks. All the fun of the festivities without the crowds and traffic.

2. Himself finished the electrical work to get the fountain hooked up.

3. Gorgeous sun set. The camera couldn't capture the magic of the light. The woods looked like they were on fire.

4. Watched the birds enjoy the bird bath on a hot afternoon.

5. A tempest in a teapot blew over.

How was your week?

Thursday, July 7, 2016

Throwback Thursday - The Notebooks

My father, Joe, age 9
There was a time when  I was a go-between between the aunt and her brothers. I used to visit my aunt regularly as I grew up and in fact my father would send me to her with instructions. "Go visit my sister. If they are eating don't give them this message. Wait until they are through eating and then tell her that so and so died and that the family came to her husband's funeral."

I delivered that message long enough, so that when I was walking down the corridor she was at the door and would ask me, "Joe, who died?" I would at times answer no one, I'm visiting. She would say are you sure?

I loved her and I felt bad that she looked upon me as bad news. I stopped going. Not as I had done. In fact she told me that I should go to her house every Saturday. "And I will see that you go to the movies." She had four children working and after lunch she would address the four, "The children must go to the movies, how much change do you have?" Hands would quickly go into pockets or pocketbooks with change. She would pick what was needed from each son and daughter. And give the money to Cousin Joe and say this is for the movie and this amount is for candy. Cousins Joe, Fred, and I would take off. Her children were wonderful. They supported their mother and kept her off the welfare list  [ed: after her husband passed away]. Later when they were all working, they bought her a home in Revere.

Margaret made a very good marriage and her husband owned a restaurant with a bar and also with an attachment that was for weddings, banquets, etc.

Every Friday night before the movies were over there was a theater across the street, they would ask their customers that if they wanted drinks they should go into the bar because the movies would be over and the teenagers would be coming in for pizzas as this was their night and no liquor was allowed in the restaurant. The police were very much in favor of this. They knew where all the teenagers where and there would be no trouble on the streets.

My aunt died at 92 from a fall on the stairs at her house.

She must have had an extra sensory perception as it seemed that I went to visit and she would say "Joe, just the one I wanted to see. Tell your father to call his brothers and tell them that they were to come to dinner next Sunday. Your father is to come after dinner. He has a family and will eat with you. His brothers don't have a family."

This was a request that I was given on a rather red flag situation. Her brothers were in for a lecture. I would pass this along to my cousins and they would show up. It was one of those must attend to see what the two uncles had done.

I would get there after dinner and while her daugters cleared the table she would say Joe, you sit there, Fred, you there and you, Archie (nickname for my father) and then start her talk.

I remember one where she said I went to Mass at the North End on our saint day's Mass. And I met our relation who told me that you, Joe, were going with a 35 year old girl and that is not nice. [ed: the young woman was als a divorcee] You're degrading your family name. What would your father think? He was a wonderful man. He had a very good reputation, etc.

Then she turned to Uncle Fred and said you live close to him. You must have known what he was doing and you didn't do anything? She said you Archie live too far. Again to Uncle Fred. And at this point Uncle Joe began to get Uncle Fred out of this affair and he addressed her. She stopped. Turned to Uncle Joe "Parli?" Translation "Who gave your permission to talk?" My father was wise enough to keep quiet. Anyway she ordered Uncle Joe to dump her. She was not for him.

I also remembered I went to see Uncle Fred and Tootsie [ed.one of Uncle Fred's sons] Uncle said, Tootsie, just the one I wanted to see. If you see your brother, Charlie, tell him that I need some electric work done upstairs and down in the cellar. I have etc.

Tootsie turned to me and said, "See, Joe? Here he is the big padrone [ed: master] but at his sister's house, he gets in the corner and cringes." Uncle said, She's the only sister we have here."

I went out with Tootsie when he left and I said to him, "When they run to their sister when she clls and she gives them a lecture for their short comings they have aquired a physical change. They came to America at 16 years old she brought them up into manhood. They do not see her as a sister. It's their mother talking to them. So to tell their sister to jump in the lake is unthinkable." [ed: Auntie Angelina was born in 1882. She was 5 years older than Uncle Joe, 7 years older than Dad's father, Archie, and 9 years older than Uncle Fred.]

Today they are gone except Manuel who stood up for me [ed: best man]. I haven't gone to visit him in years. I stopped. Revere seemed to get farther and farther for me. And I seemed to lose my way home at times. [ed: Manny passed away in 2015]


Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Zen Garden Water Feature

The Zen garden is slowly taking shape. With leftover cinder blocks from the bench project, Himself fashioned a corner for the water feature.

While watching the anime, Ruroni Kenshin, I saw a bamboo fountain, a Shishi Odoshi. It's supposed to scare away deer, but that is not my intent. I was charmed by its rythym. Happily, I was able to find one.

It also required a 16 to 20 inch bowl. I saw a birdbath online at Home Depot, just the right size with a bas relief koi fish. Perfect.

Himself re-wired the pool outlet and got the fountain up and running.


Monday, July 4, 2016

Fourth of July

4. July 1943
It's a quiet day today. Most holidays are since my folks passed away three years ago. I almost don't know what to do with myself, especially today. No cleaning frenzy or cooking on a grand scale preparing for a Holy Day of Obligation. ( Himself and the girlies don't care if the house is clean or meals are served on a paper plate. I'm not complaining by the way.)

Today, the Fourth of July, would have been my Ma and Dad's 73 wedding anniversary.

Saturday, July 2, 2016

The Dawn Patrol

Dawn was just breaking and the birds were singing. I was hot and couldn't sleep. Decided to get up and hang out in the sun room. There was a flash of red at the bird feeder. Apparently, the cardinal is the leader of the dawn patrol.

Friday, July 1, 2016

The Friday Five Good Things

Five good things that happened this week.

1. My windchime has fallen apart from being out in the weather. I really liked it so decided to repair it. Got a new wood disk and some screw eyes. Looks good, but needs hurricane force winds to chime.

2. Enjoyed working in the yard even if my back and shoulders sang for a day or two afterwards.

3. I cleaned out the birdbath and filled it. Fun to watch the birds enjoying a sip and a dip.

4. The male cardinal made an appearance at the bird feeder. I hear the cardinals, but don't always seem them.

5. Now that the water issues seem to have been resolved. (Knock, knock, knock) Himself was able to connect the gooseneck faucet in the kitchen. After hunting around for the manufacturer, a YouTube video helped him resolve a connection problem. I didn't hear a single horse's patoot and Himself didn't need to make extra trips to Ray's hardware store.

How was your week?