“The day was drawing to a close, and the twelve apostles came to Jesus and said, ‘Send the crowd away so that they may go into the surrounding villages and countryside to lodge and get provisions; for we are in a deserted place.’ But Jesus said to them, ‘Why not give them something to eat?’ They said ‘We have no more than 5 loaves and 2 fish —- unless we are to go and buy food for all these people. For there are about 5,000 men.’ And Jesus said to his disciples, ‘You know what? You’re right. Don’t waste your time and shekels. It would positively be immoral for any of you to spend your hard-earned money on these people. They knew full well they were coming to a deserted place, and should have relied on themselves and brought more food. As far as I’m concerned it’s every man for himself.’ The apostles were astonished by this teaching. ‘But Lord,’ said Thomas, ‘the multitude will surely go hungry.’ “That’s not my problem, Thomas. Better their stomachs are empty than they become overly dependent on someone with authority. Where, in God’s name, would it end?’
The Blanco Sessions (Cow Island Music) is the final album by rockabilly pioneer Janis Martin. Dubbed the Female Elvis during her ’50s heyday, Martin was coaxed back into the studio by diehard fan/Americana stalwart Rosie Flores. Recorded four months before her 2007 death from cancer, these 11 songs show the Virginia native still had plenty left in the tank as she tore into covers of Dave Alvin, Don Gibson and Bill Monroe while also breathing life into early rock & roll gems like “Wham Bam Jam” and “Wild One (Real Wild Child).”
As I looked at the bills in my hand, my heart skipped a few beats as I realized that only the singles remained, and the twenties and tens were missing. I had brought some extra cash with me on a trip to Boston to purchase Red Sox and Patriots merchandise. I know Karl Malden used to say, “Don’t carry cash, carry American Express Traveler’s Checks,” but the vendors outside of Fenway seem to prefer cash. So I stood in the McDonald’s frantically looking for my vacation money, which I had been saving in a bank account throughout the summer and had just withdrawn from the bank only two days prior. It wasn’t a whole lot of money. Not even enough to buy an iPad or even a Kindle Fire, but it was enough to take a little piece of Boston home with me.
Unbeknown to me, when I had reached into my pocket to retrieve a dollar for the iced tea I was purchasing, many of the bills I was carrying had fallen out and had landed right by my foot. A patron apparently spotted the money and although he said nothing as I searched, as my head was tilting in such a direction that I would have seen the money, he sprang into action.
As the first full week of school comes to an end, we are given the chance to stand on the cusp of two seasons. With summer 2012’s end comes a farewell to crazy weather patterns, the London Olympics and the senseless incidents of random gun violence. Coming up on the horizon is an election shrouded in enough vitriol that to call it contentious would be a significant understatement. But despite these dark clouds, the other commonality we’re all sharing is the start of a new school year. And when it comes to education, this is one area that the Floral Park-Bellerose School District and the Sewanhaka Central High School District have plenty of reasons to be overflowing with optimism. The numerous accolades and awards that the student body regularly pulls in are way too numerous to list in this limited space. But given the fact that Sewanhaka High School’s recent graduating class raked in close to $8 million in scholarships is only further validation that school does indeed spring eternal in the Village of Floral Park.
— Dave Gil de Rubio
I was asked about it wherever I went. Every family member, friend, colleague, passing acquaintance and even those who genuinely despise me asked if I had watched the Republican Convention last week. The answer is no, I did not. In fact, I never watch either the Republican or Democratic convention.
My interlocutor stares like the proverbial deer in your headlights, as if the Pope had announced he’s skipping Christmas Mass. This pregnant pause is usually followed by, “I thought you were a political animal.” Aside from my annoyance about being relegated to a branch of zoology, the labeling hardly seems justified.
Blackberry Light (Rockingham Records) is the sixth full-length outing by Charlie Mars. Known to most for being the beau of West Wing/Weeds actress Mary Louise Parker, Mars is a full-fledged singer-songwriter oozing with talent. With his languid drawl and picturesque lyrical imagery, his sound falls somewhere in the neighborhood of Jack Johnson and Jazon Mraz.
That’s Why God Made The Radio (Capitol) is not only the Beach Boys’ 30th album, but represents the 50th anniversary of the band’s founding. A solid addition to the group’s lofty canon, this Brian Wilson-produced collection of songs contains the expected infusion of gorgeous harmonies used to coat the upbeat first half of wistful nostalgia and a more introspective second half gilded by lush arrangements.
A regular meeting of the Board of Trustees was held on August 21 at 8:30 p.m.
The meeting opened with a pledge to the flag. Present were Mayor Thomas J. Tweedy, Trustees James E. Rhatigan, Mary-Grace Tomecki, Dominick A. Longobardi, Kevin M. Fitzgerald, Village Administrator Patrick E. Farrell, Village Clerk Susan E. Walsh, Superintendent of Building Department and Superintendent of Public Works Stephen L. Siwinski, Police Lieutenant Michael Suppe and Village Attorney John E. Ryan.
This weekend represents the last hurrah for the season—Labor Day, the unofficial end of summer. This federal holiday that was set up as a means of paying homage to the economic and societal contributions of the working man/woman is usually marked by parades, barbecues, pool parties and a myriad of athletic events. This three-day respite from all work-related matters may be a cue to some that they shouldn’t wear white beyond Monday but more importantly, it’s a chance for families and friends to spend some quality time together before the ensuing chaos of school and autumn is upon us. Between gas prices and traffic, it’s the perfect time for a staycation. So whether it’s at the Floral Park Recreation Center or Stewart Manor Country Club, it’s a perfect time to get together with those you care about and enjoy each other’s company before life’s madness ensues.
— Dave Gil de Rubio
People watch sports primarily for the thrill of competition. The idea of two individuals or two teams seeking supremacy is innate and inexpugnably grafted into human nature. When this competition is interwoven with history and graced with ritual these contests resonate with our deepest emotions. This is the great allure of the Olympics, the very apotheosis of athleticism. The symbolism surrounding the Olympics is sumptuous and exuberant: The five colored Olympic rings representing the unity of the five inhabited continents, the passing of the lighted torch, Leo Arnaud’s stirring Olympic anthem, the flag rising triumphantly to the national anthem, the laureled head, the awarding of the Gold, Silver and Bronze all capture the drama and spectacle of the games.
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