829 Southdrive

829 Southdrive

A New Jersey state of mind



Thursday, March 6, 2014

All About Me





Forty-four year old faded blue construction paper cover






The rallying call of the time







I had no idea what a hack was






My next door neighbors, the Reiffs, claimed to be
cousins of Mel Torme.  I had no clue who Mel Torme was






It's always Marsha, Marsha, Marsha









Actually, this is what I was envisioning






Yeah what about Me and books?
Okay, I know.  I don't read enough







The basketball part was completely fabricated






There is one regret in there, and I attribute that
insensitivity to the times.  But I have no idea what shic is.






Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Merry Crassostrea Virginica!





This photo was worth posting again.  Merry Christmas to all of my 
family, friends, work associates, and fellow bloggers.  If at all
possible, try to have a few oysters this Holiday Season!

Monday, December 23, 2013

The Catch?




This evening, the last public sporting event will have taken place in
 the venerable Candlestick Park in San Francisco.  Much has been
 made of the many historic moments associated with this beloved
sporting arena, not the least of which would be the 1981 NFC
championship game between the San Francisco Forty-Niners
and the Dallas Cowboys.  In that game, in the waning moments,
Joe Montana looked and looked, then moved to his right and
 basically lofted a pass into the end zone, right into the outstretched
arms of Dwight Clark, who jumped slightly, and caught the
ball for the winning touchdown, thus sending the 49ers to the
Super Bowl.  This will forever be known in the annals of
 NFL history as 'The Catch'.  The Catch my ass.




This, my friends, is 'The Catch'.  Forever and ever.  Because it was
way better than Montana to Clark, and it led to this:




Monday, November 4, 2013

From the Dock of the Bay





On the dock looking East toward Bay Head





I hope the centerboard is up somewhat
because it's not too deep right there....




Dad and a couple of his Metedeconk friends
streaking by the end of our dock




I can't imagine the Lightning not having hiking 
straps, but it looks like Dad has his right foot
hooked underneath the aft deck coaming




Lightnings are not necessarily known for blinding
speed, but 'Vision' looks to be nearly sailing on
her skeg alone.  Blazing




Mom letting out an exhilarated laugh, probably
relieved that the mast didn't snap.  From the looks
of it, everyone had a good time that afternoon.


This blog has been very quiet in the past few months.
Sometimes it seems that I've run out of relevant topics
or that what I feel like posting about won't interest my
two followers.  There's always food, but 829 was 
supposed to be more than that.  Unfortunately, 
Facebook makes it too easy to post on a whim,
and I fear I have fallen prey to that medium.
I'm not knocking FB though, for I've been able
to re-connect with cousins who for so long
seemed unreachable.  I'm thankful for this.


The above post represents some of what I had
originally set out to do.  There are still some random
photos that need to be scanned and talked about, 
things that I've done and places we've visited, and
I look forward to getting back to that.  There's still
a lot more sentimental mush left in me.    


Monday, October 28, 2013