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March
23rd, 2008 EASTER Sunday Happy Easter. Hope you all have a wonderful Easter and that you get to do whatever it is you all do on this holiday. This is going to be a sad EASTER for me and my family, as I'm sure it is for many others. This will be the first Easter without my Mother and her Easter Sunday Dinner. Man, I'm going to miss her today. Her truly one of a kind delicious soup, and that ham ( and pasta), and the many many desserts. It won't be the same for us that's for sure. I know there are many of you who have lost loved ones this year. Some losses were very recent. My only consoling advice I can give any of you who recently lost a loved one is, to try and get through the day and to make an effort to think of the many good memories your loved has left you with. Bring them up in conversation and talk about them. Don't suppress those feelings. I mean it. The worse thing you can do is NOT talk about them. Yes, it will be sad, but it will also be a healing process. And if you're a Christian...well, this day is what the whole Christian faith is based on. The Resurrection. The ascending into heaven. This is it. The whole ball of wax is about this day. And if you believe, then you should be fine. Your loved one is in heaven. With God and Jesus. But not us. We are not surfing today. We did have two decent swells this week. Well, 3 if you count last Sunday. Most weeks start on Sunday. It's just the schools and work force that sees Monday as the beginning of the week. Thursday was the first day of Spring. And we had surf. Will this Spring be anything like this last Winter? Whoa...I guess we'll wait and see. Hey speaking of Sundays. I watched the John Adams series on HBO the last couple of nights. (It airs on Sunday Nights). And I was pretty impressed with the series as an educational piece, and reminded of the stark reality, of how difficult it must of been back in those days, and the creating of our country. But my friends, what was really an eye opener for me, was how much of a pain in the ass New York was, even back then. Of the 13 Colonies who voted in Congress to accept the seceding from England,and to put forth the Declaration of Independence...it was the Evil Empire of New York who was the only hold-out. They hated Massachusetts and New England even back then. Talk about a deep seeded Rivalry. We've been at each other since 1776! Are you kidding me? No wonder we hate each other. I guess it doesn't help that the name of our Teams are the New England Patriots and the Red Sox. The obvious Revolutionary parallels should not escape us. Dam those Yankees and Giants! |
I was in the process of catching a wave, when I let up on my paddling, due to the fact that I was waiting for the wave to take shape. You know how when sometimes, you know you have the wave, but wait an extra second or two, as the waves sets itself up before you get to your feet? So there I was, in a semi push-up position, my hands forward on the thick Red Fish I was riding, looking to my right. Just when I was ready to pop to my feet, the wave suddenly burped, and I found myself heading down into a full on pearl. Before I could pull back, I was upside down and going over the falls. Not exactly what I had in mind in front of my fellow riders. I did a complete somersault. Never letting go of the board, I did a complete revolution in the lip. Yes my friends, it was very...what's the word I'm looking for? Oh yea, Kook like. But here's the gist of my little story. Was it because it was cold, and the sensation of spinning upside down caused this discomfort, or was it something else? It should be noted that prior to this experience, I had a severe cramp in my right foot and was bitching about it (loudly) for a good twenty minutes before. Later on Stevie O said it sounded like Vertigo. What the hell is that? I thought vertigo had to do with heights. The feeling lasted for about 4 hours. Seriously. 4 freaking hours. I was out of the water within 20 minutes of this happening, but the feeling never left me until later that day. Of course to add insult to injury my son Max said out loud..."So are we going to read about this in your column?" At the time, I was too busy fighting off the nausea to even think about answering him. Man if this is another sign of getting old...I'm not happy. Here's the info on the fund that is being set-up to help little Ryan Ciolfi. Ryan is the three year old son of local Surfer of Tony Ciolfi and the late Tammy Ciolfi. The fund for young Ryan is a 529 College Plan for Ryan. Remember
my friends...Surfing heals all wounds.... |