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That time … is approaching

18 Dec

No, not talking about Christmas, even though that’s arriving surprisingly quickly this year. I’m actually talking about the time when my current batch of Lollypop Farm foster kittens are old enough, heavy enough and healthy enough to return to the farm to be adopted out. (Interested in maybe adopting them? Read on.)

You may remember that Dipsy and Po became part of our family about a month ago, when they were just three weeks old. (Click here to read the blog I wrote about them back then.) They were two little black furball kitty sisters, small enough to fit in the palm of our hand, with big, bright blue eyes. They had been entrusted to our care to grow and socialize until they were ready for adoption. Better they do that in a foster home than in a cage.

They looked like black Tribbles, toddling around exploring their new world. They couldn’t climb steps, so we had to put ramps into the bathroom and kitchen. Another ramp leaned against the couch so they could find our laps. They had some idea of how to use a litter box, but about half the time decided the nearest corner of the living room was most convenient.

Five weeks later, things have changed a lot. Nothing — and I mean NOTHING — can stop them. They’re leaping up the stairs, climbing the cat tower like monkeys, and exploring every nook and cranny they can wiggle their miniature bodies into, whether I want them to or not. They’ve become best friends, wanting to do everything together — eating, sleeping (on top of one another), wrestling, playing with a new toy, mentoring each other with new ways to be mischievous. And they never miss the litter box anymore.

They make us laugh, they affectionately cuddle up on our laps at every opportunity, and basically have morphed from little kittens into little cats.

Dipsy and Po have added so much joy to our lives, and even though it will be hard to give them up, I know that they will continue to bring joy to another lucky family.

If your family would like to be that lucky family, I’d love to hear from you! Lollypop is more than happy to adopt these furbabies out to someone I know, rather than from a cage at the shelter. They also agree with me that they should be adopted together, since they have developed such a close relationship.

So if you’re interested in adopting two friendly, adorable and playful kittens, please let me know pretty soon. Just drop me an email and I can tell you more about them.

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Can’t take any pets permanently right now? Consider joining the foster program! It’s a very enjoyable experience and I highly recommend it, especially if you’re retired and need some new friends to help you pass the time (and we’re talking cats, dogs, rabbits, even horses). But I’m certain that even if you’re working, Lollypop would work with you to find a foster that would be perfect for your situation. Doesn’t cost you a thing; Lollypop provides everything you need.

Interested? Click here for more information.

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(posted 12/18/2023)

Groom’s best man is the stranger-turned-brother who saved his life

16 Dec

Now here’s a really nice story which hails from Geneva, but has a distinctly Webster connection.

About two and a half months ago, on Sept. 29, Webster resident Chris Costello and his fiance’ Chelsea were married in a beautiful outdoor ceremony in Geneva. Now, that news in itself is not remarkable. But there’s much more to this story, and it’s pretty touching.

More than 20 years ago, 8-year old Chris Costello was diagnosed with leukemia. After months of chemotherapy, remission and relapsing, he was finally told that a blood stem cell transplant would be his best chance at survival.

Hundreds of miles away in Portland, ME, Ed Suslovic, who had registered as a stem cell donor more than a decade earlier in college, found out he was a match for a young boy battling leukemia. He didn’t hesitate to donate his blood stem cells to a perfect stranger, ultimately saving Chris’s life. A year later, Chris and Ed met in person and instantly formed an unbreakable bond.

Now, back to the wedding. Obviously, it was already a special day. But it was made extra special in that Chris’s stem cell donor and longtime friend, Ed Suslovic, served as best man and officiated the wedding.

How heartwarming and appropriate that was, since it was Ed’s selfless donation that made it possible for Chris to marry the love of his life.

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In 1998, once Chris had regained his health, his mother established Christopher’s Challenge to educate about bone marrow transplants, encourage people to become potential bone marrow donors, and provide financial support to patients going through bone marrow transplant procedures. You, too, could save a life and be part of someone’s inspirational story by signing up through DKMS, the world’s largest blood stem cell donor center.

To find out more about Christopher’s Challenge, click here.

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(posted 12/10/2023)

Barry’s Runners represented at this year’s It’s a Wonderful Run

10 Dec

Just a quick bonus post today to send a shout-out to all of my Barry’s Runners friends who traveled to Seneca Falls on Saturday afternoon to represent our running club at the annual It’s a Wonderful Run 5K. Fourteen of us made the hour-long drive, which was the largest Barry’s Runners group we’ve ever had participating.

Several of these friends decided to attend the race because I’m always telling them how much fun it is. It always draws thousands of runners (this year the total was 4,600), and almost everyone dresses up in holiday attire, including bells, Santa hats, elf costumes and Christmas lights. I saw people dressed as Christmas trees and snowmen, and lots of tutus. Everyone is in a jolly mood and more than happy to step in to take a picture of your whole group if you ask. And there was a lot of that.

And this is also a must-do event for any fan of the Jimmy Stewart classic, It’s a Wonderful Life. It’s generally accepted that Frank Capra based his movie on the charming little village. There’s an It’s a Wonderful Life Museum, and the race actually begins on the bridge believed to be the inspiration for the one in the movie — and 83-year old Karolyn Grimes herself (who played Zuzu) starts the race by announcing the famous line, “Every time a bell rings, a angel gets his wings.”

True to its name, the It’s a Wonderful Run is more a run (or walk) than a race. For sure there are many runners who wiggle to the front of the pack to do their 7-minute miles, but many more thousands of us are content to walk most of the route, to experience everything there is to see and do along the way.

Seneca Falls village residents come out in force for this event. They set up fire pits and ring cow bells and give high-fives to all the runners. They hand out Fireball shots, wine shots, whiskey shots, pudding and jello shots. They hand out full cans of beer and hard seltzer. At one house, they were grilling hot dogs and handing them to the runners. At another, they were cooking up marshmallows. The houses are ablaze with Christmas lights and Christmas music blares from the porches.

And there are lots of opportunities to take your photo with signs and backdrops with scenes you know from the movie.

I’m pretty sure that my Barry’s Runners friends enjoyed themselves very much and were not disappointed after my big build-up. I’m already looking forward to doing it again next year with an even bigger group from Webster representing.

If you’re interested in seeing more photos from the event, click here for a gallery. I tried to capture some of the more outlandish costumes, and the sense of community generated by Seneca Falls as we all celebrate one of the greatest Christmas movies of all time.

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(posted 12/10/2023)

Happy Thanksgiving, my friends

22 Nov

This Thanksgiving, like most of us, I’m thinking about all of the things and people I’m thankful for in my life.

Of course, my husband and three children top the list. And I could add a lot of other, smaller, things that are making my life enjoyable, like my friends, Tiny Titans kids, the kittens I’m fostering, the ability to travel, and my continued good health.

But definitely in the top 10? My blog and all of my blog readers, whom I have come to consider my extended family. Your continued support, your kind comments and emails, have given me a real purpose in life.

So thank you, my blog readers and friends, for helping keep me busy and happy. (And special thanks to Lydia and Emmie McKibbon for the artwork which briefly greeted walkers along Dunning Ave. before the rain washed them away.)

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(posted 11/22/2023)

Raking leaves, tossing kids, making memories

17 Nov

They say when life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade. Webster residents George Baker and his wife Melissa have a different take: when life gives you leaves, make a huge leaf pile and throw people into it.

That’s exactly what took place last Saturday, and has every year for almost 20 years, at the Baker home on the corner of Klem and Holt roads. In a column I wrote about the event for the D&C back in 2014, Melissa recalled how the Leaf Party tradition began:

In 2004, our little great nephew Trevor was born. That fall he came to play in the leaves at our house, since we have numerous trees and many leaves. He came the next year and the next year after that, until this year we had our 11th annual “Leaf Party.” As other nieces and nephews were born and then our own grandchildren (Ryan, Brendan & Nolan Moorman), they added to the fun.

The idea is to start with a monster pile of leaves, add a bunch of fearless children and two strong people who can toss them, one by one, into a thick bed of leaves. After “one, two, THREE!” and huge wind-up swings, each child is launched into the soft leaf pile. Adults are not immune to the tossing ritual, either, especially those (like me) who say “I want to be tossed!” (Check out the photo below.)

The celebration has grown every year and now includes not only family members, but neighbors and lots of other friends. Everyone enjoys hot chocolate and a variety of baked treats, and drivers who go by the house wave and honk their horns.

Simply put, the annual Leaf Party is a celebration of family, friends, laughter and life’s simpler pleasures.

“The things I enjoy about these parties is all the smiles from the kids of all ages,” George wrote.

It’s kinda like the unofficial end of the season get together in our neighborhood. Having a yard full of people enjoying their time with each other and having fun, what more could we ask for? Over the years it has also helped bring our neighborhood a little closer together. We feel good about sharing snacks and hot chocolate with everyone and watching them make great memories for each of us.

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(posted 11/17/2023)

The kitten saga continues

13 Nov

Many of you have been following my Lollypop kitten foster journey, especially since I posted last week about my first four fosters (pictured above) and what an adorable challenge they were. What most of you don’t know is the day I posted that blog, I had to take the kittens back to Lollypop for a check-up, especially since one of them was still diarrhea-ing up a storm.

Every day after they left, I anxiously awaited an email from the foster folks saying that the kittens’ spa day at the clinic was over and I could come back to get them. That email never came.

After five days, I finally came to terms with the idea that I would not be seeing my babies again. I decided to focus on getting a new bunch of furbabies to love. So I made sure my email notification sounder was on full blast so that the next time a foster plea went out, I’d be the first to respond (in the past, I discovered that if I was even a half hour delayed in answering, I’d miss out).

My plan worked. The foster plea email came early Monday morning, and a minute later — maybe less — I’d written back, not even taking the time to include a salutation or closing signature. And my email began, “Please, me!”

So by Monday afternoon, my husband and I were watching two three-week old kittens exploring our living room. In homage to the Teletubbies, their names are Dipsy and Po (I did not come up with those). They do not have diarrhea, and appear to be perfectly healthy little fuzzballs. Not sure yet if they’ve learned to use the litter box, so that adventure awaits.

I did, by the way, find out the status of my first batch of babies. They were just finishing up another round of medication, and will soon be scheduled for their spaying and neutering surgeries, so they’ll be put up for adoption soon. Just an FYI in case you fell in love with one of them through my blog 🙂

And now a PSA for Lollypop Farm and their foster program. Even though I’ve only been doing this for two weeks, I can already tell you that it is one of the most enjoyable experiences of my life. I highly recommend to anyone and everyone to sign on, especially if you’re retired and need some new friends to help you pass the time (and we’re talking cats, dogs, rabbits, even horses). But I’m certain that even if you’re working, Lollypop would work with you to find a foster that would be perfect for your situation. Doesn’t cost you a thing; Lollypop provides everything you need.

Interested? Click here for more information.

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(posted 11/13/2023)

Bygone Blog — A silly song for autumn

10 Nov
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I’ve actually posted this Bygone Blog before, but it’s one of my favorites, and I can’t help but break out into song as I am raking every year. Maybe after reading this, you will too. (And, well, kittens. I need easy blog posts!) 

I wrote this when I was still living in Penfield and had to stuff hundreds (literally) bags of leaves each year for my trash hauler to pick up. Not having to do that anymore is another reason I love living in the village.   

Carol of the Leaves

(sung to the tune of “It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year.”)

(Really. It’s much more fun if you sing along with it.)

It’s the most back-breaking time of the year,
When winter is calling,
the leaves are a’falling
And bagging-the-leaves time is here,
It’s the most back-breaking time of the year.

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Yes, the most colorful season is here.
From the leaves on the trees
To the frustrated screams
That fall on your ears,
Yes, the most colorful season is here.

I think shoveling is better
Though snow’s cold and wetter,
I just push it and that’s not so bad.
Then the plows come on by
And they sweep it aside.
And I don’t have to stuff it in bags.

It’s the most back-breaking time of the year.
Some day thanks to our pleas,
Penfield WILL pick up leaves.
They’ll finally get it in gear.
It’s the most back-breaking time,
Yes, the most back-breaking time,
It’s the most back-breaking time of the year.

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(posted 11/10/2023)

Don’t worry, I’m fine. Just covered in kittens.

8 Nov

My regular blog readers might have noticed that I haven’t been blogging with the regularity that you’ve come to expect from me. No worries, though; I’m not sick. Something else has been distracting me.

Specifically, four seven-week old kittens.

I have recently signed on to foster kittens through Lollypop Farm. It was a decision I’ve been toying with for quite some time, ever since our Lilly passed away a few years ago. I needed something to fill the hole in my heart that she left.

After going through the sign-up and online training process, it took what seemed like FOREVER (actually only two weeks) before I was matched with some seven-week old kittens who needed a little extra TLC. The description Lollypop offered for the four siblings warned me that they were struggling with diarrhea. But I was so excited to be able to get some kittens, ANY kittens, I let that warning bounce right off me. After all, how bad can it be?

Turns out, pretty bad.

Now, don’t get me wrong. Gordon, Carmel, Mo and Gerry are indeed adorable. And they’re all very affectionate. And they love to cuddle up in a ball together in our laps to sleep. So that part of being kittens has been great. The let’s-drop-stinky-poop-all-over-the-living-room-rug-and-kitchen-floor-and-JUST-outside-the-litter-box part has been rather exhausting.

It’s been a learn-as-we-go experience for my husband and me. We realized pretty quickly that we hadn’t kitten-proofed the house anywhere near enough, especially for kittens that seem to consider pooping an Olympic sport. But we’re smart people. When every new challenge, we came up with a solution.

  • Kittens going upstairs and soiling the carpeting? Build a barrier at the base of the stairs.
  • Kittens able to leap over the barrier? Extend it with cardboard boxes.
  • Kittens able to find a way AROUND the barrier? Attach planks of wood to the side of the steps with bungee cords.
  • Kittens can’t get to the litter box in time? Put a second one in the living room.
  • Kittens soiling the upholstery? Put towels and pee pads on every chair and wrap the couch in a plastic tablecloth (thanks Becky for that idea).
  • Kittens pooping on the area rugs? Roll them up and put them on the porch.

So right now when you walk into our house, you’ll enter a living room with a bare floor, litter box in the corner, and plastic pads and towels spread EVERYWHERE. There’s a box of floor and carpet cleaning supplies within easy reach, and a basket of rags which gets accessed regularly. We’re doing two loads of laundry a day.

So you see that we’re kind of on duty all the time, and pretty much every hour or so we have to run around behind the kittens to make sure they’re getting to the litter box or — especially with Carmel — cleaning up a half dozen little messes. Things are slowly getting better, but it’s been rather time consuming.

BUT. I love having these little stinkybutt kittens around. My husband is clearly getting a little aggravated (especially since he gets up before me and so has to clean up all the overnight messes). But when they look up at me with their adorable little kitten faces and huge purrs, they melt my heart.

So no regrets, and I will miss them when they’re old enough to return to Lollypop for adoption. In the meantime, I’ll try to keep blogging, but it’s often hard to accomplish with four balls of fur climbing all over me.

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(posted 11/8/2023)

Did you see the moon dog?

3 Nov

The moon put on a spectacular show last Saturday night; perhaps you saw it. It was called a “moon dog.” I didn’t notice it, but learned about it instead from Jackson Thomas, one of my loyal readers, who sent me the following description and photos from when he attended the Webster Recreation Center’s Pumpkins on Parade event that night:

In addition to the amazing activities and decorations (at Pumpkins on Parade), participants were also treated to a somewhat rare astronomical event: moon dogs.  This atmospheric phenomenon is the night-time equivalent of the sun dogs sometimes seen during the day when high, thin cirrus clouds create a bright, colorful spot on either or both sides of the sun. 

Moon dogs, like sun dogs, appear within the 22-degree halo surrounding either the moon or the sun, although this halo of refracted light is not always visible around the sun, unlike the brilliant halo we witnessed that evening surrounding the moon.  Sun dogs are colorful and appear to be miniature rainbows as sunlight is refracted through ice crystals at high altitude within those cirrus clouds.  Moon dogs ordinarily lack the color of sun dogs, because moonlight is not strong enough to activate the color-sensing cones in our eyes, but, as you will see in my photos, there was a slight touch of color due to the moon’s brilliance that evening.

Jackson also attached the informational photo below, and a link to more photos of these beautiful phenomena. Click through either or both if you’re interested in learning more.

Thank you Jet for sending this along!

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(posted 11/3/2023)

The man in the yellow truck

10 Oct

You’ve probably seen the yellow truck parked along the Rt. 104 access roads, most recently near Phillips Rd. And you may even have seen the guy in the bright yellow vest filling trash bags. That guy is Stephen Anderson, who for several years has made it his personal mission to clean up the highway.

I, too, had noticed Stephen several times, and thought, “I need to hear his story.” A couple of readers even write to suggest I do a blog about him. But I never did find a good opportunity to stop and talk to him.

Which is why I was pleased to find out that my friend Katie Kovar over at the Webster Recreation Center had done that job for me. She recently tracked Stephen down and wrote an article about his efforts, which was published in the most recent Webster Today town newsletter.

Here is that article.

The Yellow Truck and the American Flag

by Katie Kovar, Recreation Director, Webster Parks and Recreation

During the height of COVID, Stephen Anderson was diagnosed with diabetes, The directive from his doctor was straightforward: stay active. With limited access to fitness facilities, Anderson had to get creative. At the same time, Anderson noted an excess of litter along the expressway … something that also reached its height during COVID. The Webster resident took matters into his own hands and paired his diagnosis with a community need and got to work, It was simple — stay active, give back, do good.

Geared up in his bright yellow truck, Stephen began efforts by picking up trash along Route 104 in Webster. “I was my form of exercise, and I wanted to clean. That’s it.” His truck became even more noticeable when he began to fly an American flag each time he cleaned. It started as a “social experiment,” he says, to see how many people would beep their horns, It turns out it’s a lot! Keep them coming, Stephen says, “I love it!”

He added,

People think they will startle me if they beep their horn … but they won’t. The simple horn beeping makes me feel appreciated and happy. Please beep anytime you see me.

After some time, the battered flag he was flying was replaced by a group of Webster School District bus drivers, one of whom is a former Marine Corps officer. “They wanted to do something for me and after thinking about it they got together and gave me a beautiful new flag.” Stephen now displays this American flag every time he stops to clean the expressway.

Stephen Anderson, the man in the yellow truck and the American flag, has become a bit of a visual staple along the Webster highways. Given a permit to clean, outfitted in reflective gear, safety goggles, a hard hat and gloves, he has cleaned multiple times a week for years. He says he has learned a variety of things including how heavy to load up the bags, They typically hold everything from dirt, diapers, food containers and car accident debris. Once the bags are loaded, they need to be lifted and disposed of, so they can’t be too heavy. This means one thing: he goes through bags quickly.

Stephen recently ran out of the orange garbage bags provided by the state and has made a call for more on social media. The orange bags provide an element of safety, as they can be lined along the roadways to provide a visual barrier where he’s working. It’s also easier to notice them for pick-up afterward.

IN order to keep giving back to his community, Stephen needs more bags. If you’re interested in helping Stephen continue his clean-up efforts, you can leave garbage bags in the bin in the Webster Recreation Center vestibule located at 1350 Chiyoda Dr.

Although Stephen loves his work and wished he had the physical capability to do it every day, he does have a message for the community:

Stop throwing garbage out on the roadways. We are supposed to be giving this land to our children and we are destroying it.”


To find out other ways you might be able to help Stephen in his efforts, email Katie Kovar at kkovar@ci.webster.ny.us.

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(posted 10/10/2023)