Lake Huntington News
I was down in Queens last weekend and went out to Long Island to my mother’s grave. It used to be my father’s grave; I have to remember he is still in there. She is on the back of my father’s stone military style, and we had a saying put on her side of the stone—“Open doors, open arms and open heart.” That was how my parents lived their lives and raised us. I truly was blessed with great parents. I also visited Marie Smith, who is Jean Kerrigan’s sister. She says hello to all; she is doing well. Read more
What a great time I had this weekend. You know how it is when you just need to get away, and so I went camping with my husband, brother Teddy, his granddaughter Kayla and our friend Trevor at Jelly Stone National Park in Woodburne. They rent cabins there that are like little apartments. There’s nothing like watching a burning fire till the sun goes down, and when you go to sleep listening to the rain hitting a tin roof. On the way home, we stopped off at McDonald's; it was Mother’s day and I was in a blah mood. My mother was a big ice cream lover, so to honor her I got a strawberry sundae. Read more
The Pride of Cochecton awards brunch was very nice at the Villa Roma. I was sitting next to Judy Yavarkovsky and we were talking about how hard it is cleaning out our mothers’ houses.
I suggested that we have a penny social and call it in honor of our dead mothers, but Judy did not think we had time to get it together before Mother’s Day. You have to laugh; there is so much to do and so many memories. It will make you nuts if you do not laugh. Read more
I just spent the last week away at the Villa Roma. With everything that was going on with my mother, I totally forgot about my timeshare, so we had to use it or lose it. I stayed up till 2 a.m. reading and slept till 11 a.m. It was very relaxing. Read more
How come when I was a kid and I got strep throat I could still go out and play? Now that I am in my 50s, it’s taking forever to go away—two weeks on antibiotics, plus the doctor wants me to go see an ear, nose and throat specialist on May 2. If my throat still hurts by then, I am going to be a bit cranky. Read more
On Sunday March 10, 2013, God needed a special angel so He came and took my mother, my best friend.
My mom was the mother of five, grandmother of five, great-grandmother of seven and great-great-grandmother of one. She gave a new name to the “Fighting Irish.” At the age of 85 and with over nine hospitalizations in one year, she had enough. On February 4, she was taken to the hospital. When she came home on the 8th, we were sitting on her bed and she said to me “it’s not fair that when I die you are going to have a party after the funeral and I will not be there.” Read more
You never know what life is going to throw at you. On Sunday, January 24 my mother was having the time of her life at a cousin’s party, dancing and singing Irish songs. On Sunday, March 3 she was in the hospital fighting for her life. She is as yellow as a banana, and has a blockade in her bile duck, congestive heart failure and a urinary tract infection along with a blood infection. Read more
What a great weekend I had; I went down to Queens to a cousin’s party. There were over 45 of us, and there were a lot missing. This was my mother’s mother’s side of the family. My family tree could be a forest.
With my mother being so sick she wanted everyone together to have a party, so she and my two aunts were there. The three of them are the last of a generation; my sister and two cousins are the start of my generations; and there were three generations there after me. We are a very lucky family to have five generations. Being with family is always a fun time. Read more
Valentine’s Day was celebrated on Saturday the 16th for us. Once again we went to the Carriage House to dance to Mickey Barnet. This year we went with another couple, Barbara and James. We really had a great time. James and Tommy sat and talked and Barbara and I were up dancing. As always, Dottie and Herman Esselman were there dancing like professionals. Herman and I danced to the song “Whole Lotta Shakin’ Goin’ On.” Herman can dance, but I can shake; together we made a good couple. Read more
Happy Valentine’s Day to all. As of the 12th of February, I have been with my husband for 31 years, only married 23 in September. Love to my husband, mother and all my family, friends and readers.
I write this column with a bad cold and a very congested head. We were lucky that we did not get that much snow with the Nor’easter. My cousin who lives in Port Jeff on Long Island got 32 inches, my sister in Queens got over a foot. My mother is doing great and says she is praying for all of you. Read more