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Biking through West Webster

20 Sep

Life is an new learning adventure every day, as long as you get out there and give life a chance to teach.

I was reminded of that earlier last week when I joined a group of bikers for a 15-mile ride through West Webster. The ride was led by Dave Malecki, a member of the Huggers Ski Club and the Rochester Bicycling Club.

We began at Sandbar Park on Lake Rd., headed west to the outlet bridge, then back down Lake to Vosburg Rd. and into the heart of West Webster. Dave led us through some stunningly beautiful neighborhoods, most of which were new to me, like Inspiration Point, which I’d never seen before. Along the way we happened across a few things that really piqued my interest, like the “Off the Cuff Snack Shack” on Adams Rd., stocked with low-cost homemade treats if anyone needed something on the fly.

We also rode by one of the signs from the old James W. Carnevale Bike Route, a 14.5-mile route through Webster established in 1968. It was renamed in 1977 in honor of James Carnevale’s service as Recreation Commissioner. There are still a few signs in place marking the trail, but they’re in pretty bad shape. (You can read more about that here.)

It was a very enjoyable, pretty easy ride with some good people. Dave leads a similar route, for the Huggers, every Tuesday afternoon at 1 p.m. Riders of all abilities are welcome to join the group. And if you can’t make that one, there are plenty of other options; the Rochester Bicycling Club alone publishes a list every year of almost 80 different rides all over the city, with lengths ranging from 9 to 22 miles. Best way to stay in touch with them all is to join meetup.com/RBC-NY.

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(posted 9/20/2024)

Webster couple celebrates 70 years

7 Sep

These days, when it seems like marriages are more likely to end in divorce than last even a few years, it’s heartwarming to hear a story about a couple whose union has truly survived the test of time.

Long-time Webster residents John and Bernadette Stebler are one such couple. On August 28, they celebrated 70 years of marriage, a testament to a commitment they made when they were both barely out of high school.

John and Bernadette met in 1949, when they both lived in Irondequoit and were working at the former Point Pleasant Hotel. Bernadette, just 16 years old, was staying at the hotel and babysitting for her neighbors — the hotel’s owners — while they worked all summer. John, 18 years old, was working odd jobs.

They were immediately smitten. “I spotted her, and I wasn’t going to let that one get away,” John said. Bernadette added, “I thought he was so cute.”

Their first date was pretty romantic. “I owned 50% of a used canoe,” John remembered, and he took his new girlfriend out on Irondequoit Bay one evening. “The bay was quiet then,” John said, but Bernadette still had to be strapped in because she didn’t swim.

Apparently the bay wasn’t calm enough for Bernadette’s boss, however.

She remembered, “The owners of the hotel, my bosses, they had a fit because we went out there in that canoe. It was dark out and there were all these speedboats on the bay and they could have tipped us over. I could have drowned because I couldn’t swim.” 

The canoe trip was the first of many dates that would follow over the next few years. Then, in 1952, John was preparing to ship out to serve in the Korean War as a member of the Navy Reserve. But before he left, he gave Bernadette a ring.

“It was a smart move,” he said.

John was discharged two years later, in 1954, and married Bernadette that August, on her 21st birthday, at St. Ambrose Church in Irondequoit.

The young couple lived many more years in Irondequoit, where they raised their son Robert and two foster children, before moving to Webster in 1977. They joined the Knights of Columbus and Holy Trinity Church. John served as an usher, and Bernadette sang in the choir, also participating in two other German choirs, often traveling to Europe for performances.

The Steblers had to sell their Webster home recently, and both now live at St. Ann’s Community at Cherry Ridge. They live in separate buildings, but John makes a point to visit his wife every day. They celebrated their anniversary with a Mass at Cherry Ridge on Aug. 24, and another at Holy Trinity on Aug. 28.

I asked them if they could share any of their secrets for a long marriage.

“I never listen to him,” Bernadette immediately offered. “If he’s gonna tell me something important, I know he’ll tell me again. So I don’t listen. Because he never stops talking.”

“We’re old-fashioned married, for life,” John added. … “We still don’t agree on anything. I want my say but I have to admit … these darn women, they seem to know the right thing. So I like to have my say but I have to admit, she was right.”

Perhaps that, right there, is the best advice for a long marriage.

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(posted 9/7/2024)

Didja miss me?

1 Sep

You probably didn’t notice, but for the last almost two weeks, I was off gallivanting through Europe on a Viking river cruise. Thanks to the wonders of the internet, however, before I even left I scheduled a new blog to post almost every day I was gone. There were a few night owls who might have wondered why I was cross-posting them to Facebook at, like 1 a.m. (7 a.m. Germany time), but otherwise I hope no one noticed any difference.

The trip, as you might imagine, was wonderful. We began our adventure with an extension to beautiful Lucerne, Switzerland, where we took a gondola ride up the side of Mt. Stanserhorn, one of the lower Alps. After that side trip, we boarded the longship in Basel, Switzerland and cruised north along the Rhine, stopping in seven small towns and cities in Germany, France and Holland before finally landing in Amsterdam. We saw some incredible scenery, a LOT of old cathedrals, castles, cuckoo clocks and windmills. We sampled more than a few beer gardens and made several new friends.

So, aside from the flight cancellation at the beginning of the trip (which caused us to lose a day in Lucerne) and the flight cancellation at the end of the trip (which prompted us to rent a car and drive home from Dulles), it was a great time.

So I’m back to blogging in real time again, but since I used up most of my ideas in the last two weeks when I “wasn’t blogging,” don’t worry about me if I skip a day or two. Blame it on jet lag.

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(posted 9/1/2024)

Happy (your name here) Day!

27 Aug

A few weeks ago I posted a blog about how I happened upon a fun group of people at The Coach celebrating Helen Miller Day. It got me to thinking about what other “days” have been named in honor of people.

The Village and Town both hand out these proclamations fairly regularly, and I asked my friends there to look back into their records to see who else has been recognized recently. Many thanks to Webster Village Clerk Heather Halstead and Webster Town Clerk Danene Marr for doing that for me. Following are some examples I pulled from their lists.

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The first time I really became familiar with this practice was back on Nov. 17, 2017, when the Village of Webster proclaimed that day to be Carol Klem Day.

Carol was a well-known face and well-loved personality in the Village of Webster before she passed in 2018. For more than ten years, Carol penned the Village Focus column in the Webster Herald, and was basically the village’s biggest cheerleader. She was the eyes and ears of Webster and her name became synonymous with all things good about the Village of Webster. I was honored to attend her proclamation ceremony.

Several years earlier, the Village of Webster proclaimed March 26, 2009 to be Patti Cataldi Day. Before her current term as councilwoman for the Town of Webster, Patti served in many capacities for the Village of Webster, including as a trustee, director of the Business Improvement District, Planning Board member, and several others.

There have been many instances when the Village didn’t name an actual day in honor of someone, but just sang their praises and thanked them for their contributions to our community. One of those times was Oct. 28, 2021, when the Village recognized John Bucci, owner of The Music Store, on the occasion of his retirement after 32 years in the business.

And, just a few months later, on Dec. 9, 2021, Danny and Jessica Barry and their beloved corner pub, Barry’s Old School Irish, were recognized on the occasion of the pub’s 10th anniversary,.

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As I mentioned, the Town of Webster also hands out these proclamations on a semi-regular basis. Here are a few of their honorees:

Feb. 19, 2021: Caleb Hoag, Savage Kitchen Day. Caleb Hoag owned Savage Chef, at 5 East Main St. in the village, before closing a few years ago. In addition to running a successful meal-delivery business, Caleb also would donate hundreds of meals every week to various community groups, and made financial contributions to World Central Kitchen and Feeding America.

May 20, 2021: Bella’s Bumbas Day. Run by Webster residents Marty Parzynski and Rebecca Orr, Bella’s Bumbas builds miniature wheelchairs for children with a wide variety of mobility issues. To date, they’ve shipped 2,650 chairs to children in 66 countries, charging the parents only for shipping.

April 22, 2022: Charles Sexton Day. Charles Sexton was Webster’s first Recreation Director, and the first African-American Recreation Director in New York State. During his 34-year career with the department, he introduced the town’s first programs for senior citizens and launched the summer youth camps. He was also instrumental in establishing what was once known as North Ponds Park, renamed Charles Sexton Park in 2022 in his honor.

Sept. 1, 2022: Ruth Hilfiker Day. A long time resident of Penfield and Webster, Ruth worked for more than 20 years in the Penfield School District. On Wednesday Aug., 31, 2022, Supervisor Flaherty was invited to her 102nd birthday party, and at the next Town Board meeting, named a day in her honor.

So there you go. Several more holidays you can celebrate, if you like, and raise a toast to these people who have made a difference in our community.

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(posted 8/27/2024)

Where are you, 14580?

25 Aug

Here’s an interesting little tidbit I came across several days ago, courtesy my husband, who was looking up the local weather forecast on Weather.com.

We are not the only 14580 postal code in the world. Turns out that Guará, a municipality in São Paulo Brazil, AND Gyeonggi-do, a province in South Korea, share our 14580 postal code.

Guará is a small city of 21,000 people in south-central Brazil, known for its … well, Feira do Guara gift shop. In contrast, 13.4 million people live in Gyeonggi-do province, known for its ceramics, the Hwaseong Fortress, and the Royal Buddhist Temple. We can assume that 14580 is not the only postal code they use in the area.

So that’s kind of interesting, and of course I started wondering if there were other zip-code copycats out there. I first looked for Penfield’s 14526, without much luck. But after a few more minutes of digging, I discovered my old 14609 postal code in Las Tórtolas, Mexico.

But then I had to stop for lunch, so I leave you all to do more investigation should you so choose.

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(posted 8/25/2024)

‘Twas a beautiful day for a parade

21 Jul

I’ve marched in Rochester’s Pride Parade for several years, but I can’t remember the weather and temperatures being more ideal than they were yesterday.

I march with the Free Hugs Rochester group, our mission being to offer free “Mom hugs” (or Dad hugs or sister hugs…) to kids who aren’t accepted at home. It’s always a day filled with laughter, smiles and often a few tears shed by grateful hug recipients.

My daughter and several friends joined me in the parade, and many other friends joined us in spirit. The one-mile long route was moved from East Ave. to South Ave. this year, and the Pride Festival moved from Cobbs Hill Park to Highland Park, to accommodate the huge crowds and the ever-increasing number of businesses and community groups who participate. Thousands of people lined Science Parkway, where we lined up, and South Ave. — kids, teens, 20-somethings, parents, grandparents. Everyone was waving flags, holding supportive signs, grinning and waving. And hundreds of them of them gladly opened their arms to accept hugs.

Thanks to the new location, parade organizers were also able to accommodate more than 200 marching groups this year, making it the best Pride Parade in my memory.

I came home covered in sweat and glitter, and my cheeks hurt from smiling so much. I’m already looking forward to next year. Thank you to all my friends who joined me this year, to everyone in the Free Hugs group, and to the parade organizers for pulling together such a terrific event.

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(posted 7/21/2024)

Webster honors one of its own

9 Jul

The Webster community came out in force Tuesday afternoon as a funeral procession for fallen Cleveland police officer Jamieson Ritter wound its way through the village en route to Falvo Funeral Home.

Jamieson Ritter, 27, a Webster native, was killed in the line of duty on July 4, 2024. He was a Cleveland police officer.

Ritter, a Webster native, was shot last Thursday as officers attempted to serve a warrant. He was just 27 years old. A memorial service was held for him yesterday in Cleveland before his body was returned to his home town for funeral services.

Led by a dozen motorcycle officers, the procession passed through the village’s four corners at around 2:15 p.m. It was welcomed by crowds of community members who had gathered to show their respect with waving flags and hands over their hearts. At the Webster Volunteer Fire Department station, assembled firefighters snapped to attention and saluted as the hearse passed by the firehouse. A dozen more police cars, representing towns from all over Monroe County and beyond, followed behind.

Before arriving in Webster, the procession had traveled from the Thruway along routes 490, 590 and 104, welcomed along the way by knots of adults and children stationed on overpasses, and fire trucks with all their lights ablaze, some of which hoisted huge American flags.

Once again, Webster, you showed everyone what our town is all about.

Here’s a short video:

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(posted 7/9/2024)

Tale of the traveling pink poncho

21 Jun

Here’s a somewhat sad — but inspirational — story about four good friends, all State Rd. Elementary School teachers, and the kindness and unwavering support they’ve shown each other through some of life’s darkest times.

Our story begins last August, just before school started, when Lisa Babineau, a psychologist at State Rd. Elementary School, was diagnosed with breast cancer. She began her 4-week course of radiation at the Pluta Cancer Center in September.

Now, they have something really neat at Pluta, called the “Poncho Project.” At the very beginning of their course of radiation, every breast cancer patient is given a bright pink fleece poncho instead of a standard-issue hospital gown. The poncho serves two purposes: to keep the patient warm and comfortable and reduce the embarrassment often caused by the ill-fitting and revealing hospital gowns.

Each poncho is made by a volunteer and comes with a tag which reads,

This poncho was designed by one of Dr. Marilyn Ling’s patients who felt the standard-issue hospital gown was a poor choice for women undergoing daily radiation treatments. We hope that you will use this poncho as a daily reminder that you have warmth and support enveloping you.

Lisa, of course, wore it every day while she was undergoing treatment.

“I think it’s really comfortable, and it feels like a hug,” she said. “They didn’t want women feel like they have to get in a gown every day of radiation, so you get to wear this poncho, and you feel the support and love of all the women who have come before you.”

As it so happened, some months earlier, State Rd. 5th grade teacher Sandy Pray was also diagnosed with cancer. Hers was so invasive, however, that her treatment began with surgery and chemotherapy. She was going to the Lipson Cancer Institute, which doesn’t hand out ponchos to its patients. No worries, however. By the time Sandy had completed the first steps of her treatment, Lisa was done with her radiation. She handed the warm and wonderful poncho over to her good friend Sandy, who used it through her seven weeks of radiation.

It would be great if our story ended there, but it did not. During Sandy’s course of treatment, Pat Sweetland, a regular and well-beloved State Rd. Elementary School substitute, was also diagnosed with breast cancer.

Sandy remembered that Pat had messaged her to tell her what was going on. “(Pat) said, ‘We’re in a club that nobody wants to be in.'”

By now, all of the State Rd. friends had been supporting each other for so long that Pat knew in the back of her mind that she’d be inheriting the poncho. She remembers the day Sandy brought it to Plank Rd. North, where she was substituting.

“(The secretary) brought it right down to me,” Pat remembered. “She said ‘Open it up, we want to see what’s in it.’ … I said, ‘What is this?’ And then I realized.” It came with a sweet note from Sandy, which read, “We’re passing on the love that we shared.”

Pat Sweetland began her 4-week course of radiation in January. When she was done, she returned the poncho to Lisa Babineau for safekeeping, hoping it would never again see the light of day.

If would be great if our story ended there, but it did not.

“I thought, wouldn’t it be great if I’m the end of the chain,” Pat said. “But I know this is going to somebody, and that’s kind of depressing. But wonderful.”

She was right. This past March — exactly one year from the day that Sandy Pray was diagnosed with a rare cancer — Patti Feeley, a retired 4th grade State Rd. Elementary teacher, was diagnosed with the exact same cancer.

“I went to visit Lisa one day,” Patti said. “She went into the closet and came out with a bag, and said, here’s your poncho.” Patti began her radiation treatments this week.

It’s hard to believe that four teachers who work in the same school could all be diagnosed with breast cancer within one year. But it’s been a real blessing that these friends have been able to support each other in such a meaningful way.

Patti said, “The teachers just circle the wagons … current teachers and lot of the retired teachers that we’ve known for years. Your mailbox is just overflowing with notes and cards, (saying) you’ve got this. There’s nothing like our camaraderie.”

“It’s a club nobody wants to belong to,” she continued. “But if you have to belong to it, it’s a good thing to have each other.”

“There’s nothing like teacher love.”

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(posted 6/18/2024)

An entertaining and educational trip along the Erie Canal Heritage Trail

12 Jun

Several days ago — one of those sunny days when the temperature was perfect — my husband and I took a bike ride along the Erie Canal Trail.

This is something we like to do at least once a summer. Our routine is to park the car in Fairport, unload the bikes and ride to Pittsford along the trail, about 7 miles. Once there, we get lunch at my favorite hot dog and chicken sandwich stand, Harladay Hots, which is right on Main St. in the village. (When I also take the opportunity to stock up on Harladay Hots Spicy Meat Sauce, which I think is the best in the business.) After lunch, we head back to Fairport and sometimes reward ourselves with a pint at Triphammer Brewing.

It’s an easy ride along on a smooth, well-maintained trail, filled with natural beauty, wildlife and lots of history. Every time we make the ride I see something new or learn something new.

This most recent trip is a good example. For the first time ever, we came across two deer calmly munching the bushes along the trail. We had to slow down for about two dozen adult and juvenile geese who decided they owned one particular chunk of the trail. We saw ducks and some unidentified bird with a white rump.

I also stopped to check out what was clearly the remnants of a former bridge over the canal, and was pleased to see that someone had tucked a photo of the former bridge underneath for curious travelers like myself. With that clue in hand, as soon as we got home I did some research. Before too long I found a two-year old post on a Pittsford History Facebook page about the former hamlet of Cartersville, which was located near where East St. and Rt. 96 meet today. Through the 1800s and into the early 1900s, a bridge there connected East St. to the south with Marsh Rd. to the north. For several reasons, the bridge was removed in 1941 and scrapped for use in WWII.

Fascinating, no? Click here to read more about Cartersville and the bridge.

One other stop I had to make was to check in with the enigmatic Christmas tree chainsaw carving which stands in a small clearing about a quarter mile east of Great Embankment Park. It’s actually the second iteration of the tree I first discovered and wrote about in my D&C column in 2016. The original was created by Pittsford chainsaw artist Dave Jewett, who carved it out of a tree that was knocked down in the Labor Day storm of 1998. (Let me know if you want to read that article but can’t access it and I’ll post it.)

In the years since I wrote that column, Dave has carved a bigger and better tree, which now stands proudly in the clearing. At its base, someone has placed stones with inspirational sayings, with a sign encouraging visitors to pass them along.

The interesting little wooden pine tree is well worth the detour if you’re riding along the trail, and it’s just one of the cool things you’ll see.

The Erie Canal Trail is a terrific recreational resource just minutes away. I highly encourage everyone, especially families, to get out and explore it this summer and discover some surprises for yourself.

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(posted 6/12/2024)

Thank you for helping Nanny enjoy a gnome-filled birthday

28 Apr

A few days ago, I wrote about how one of our Webster neighbors, fondly known as “Nanny,” would be celebrating her 91st birthday. Nanny is especially fond of gnomes, those colorful little lawn sprites. So in honor of her birthday, her niece Rebecca came up with a fun idea: fill her lawn with gnomes so she can see them all every day as she sits in her front window and watches the world go by.

Rebecca originally posted the request for birthday gnomes on a Facebook group. She was hoping that by her birthday on Friday April 26, Nanny would have received 91 gnomes — one for each of her birthday years — and was happy to report that the goal was reached. By Sunday, about 80 gnomes, large and small, were sprinkled around her yard, and if you add in all of the hand-drawn ones on cards she got, they surpassed that goal.

What’s been really neat about this story is not how many gnomes have been collected (that’s cool, too), but where many of the gnomes have come from. For example,

A gnome lamp was shipped to Nanny from Florida. Another stuffed gnome, complete with a hand-drawn birthday card, was dropped off by someone in a red car (thank you!). And yet another wonderful lady who lives in Penn Yan saw my blog and mailed a box filled with hand-painted wooden gnomes, one for every holiday, along with a beautiful hand-crafted card.

Judging from the Nanny’s big smiles in all the photos, she certainly has enjoyed her special birthday surprise. A friend did ask her if she had a favorite gnome, to which she replied, “No, not really. All were adorable!” And what was the best part of her day? “Seeing and being surprised by everyone who came to see me.”

The gnomes are still out there, in front of Nanny’s house at 790 Webster Rd., so take a look next time you drive by. Nanny will probably be sitting in the front window admiring them as well, so give her a beep and a wave! And if you’d like to add to the gnome invasion, please do! The more the merrier.

Here are some more photos from the gnome gallery:

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(posted 4/28/2024)