Apparently, here is what happened facilitated by a cell phone and You Tube.

Nancy’s recent blog about her daughter attending the prom inspired me to write this blog. Next Monday both my daughter and step-son will be attending their prom. Their preparations for the event could not be more different.  

 

Like Don, we have been having a Father's Day Golf Outing for over the past 15 years. It started out as Me, My Dad, Norm and Austin. As the years rolled on Jake started attending and it felt good to have my Dad and my son with me.   Although my Dad passed almost three years ago I miss him. He was a gentle soul even though life was difficult for him growing up. I admired him and was very lucky to have spent a lot of time with him.  

I had planned to write about Gotham's 13th annual Bob Formica Golf Outing, but Mother Nature intervened on Monday and we were compelled to postpone it until August 19th.   During the course of my reading I oft times coming across a memorable quote which I write down in my diary for future reference.  I call them "Just Sayings" and here is this year's crop to date:

We were sitting in a small cafe near the Javits Center on a weekend afternoon. About twelve tables. Free Wi-Fi.     Around us were at least three people on their computers and next to us was a young man working on his computer. A young woman came in and joined him at the small table.

I was wrong.  OK not completely wrong, but when Don last wrote about the Russian Punk protest band "Pussy Riot,"  I thought that they were just a bunch of screwed up kids looking to cause trouble.  After watching a special documentary about them on HBO, I was wrong.  

My blog today was supposed to be about how much fun we all had together at our 11th Annual Golf Outing. Instead, we were rained out and so I cannot write that blog.