Written by Stanley Greenberg Friday, 13 April 2012 00:00
I always sneered at people who boarded planes with tennis rackets. Who comes into this crazy environment at the airport with a gawky thing like a tennis racket? People are disrobing, taking off their shoes and belts. This is no place for a fine tennis instrument: it surely doesn’t fit into your luggage.
However, last week I succumbed and joined the ranks of wannabe jocks flying with a racket. My daughter Cara had arranged a Greenberg family get-together at the Hilton Conquistador Resort in Tucson, Arizona.
Tennis is a great family game, so I brought my racket. It was not my new one, but one that had served me well for many years. The hotel was magnificent, but I discovered something grim in my life: My family members all played better tennis than I did. Even 14-year-old Eli, who returned everything hit to him, was superior to me. It was a sad plight for a 77-year-old.
I then decided that I should engage myself in the gorgeous countryside. The Oro Valley, with its craggy mountains, was a pleasure to view each morning. Actually, I have never seen so many cactuses on mountainsides before. No trees are present, but cactuses dominate the scenery.
A cactus does not spring an arm until it is 70 years old. The odd shapes that emerge are sometimes comical and sometimes downright sad. The flowers that emerge from the cactus plant have radiant colors. Oh yes, and each plant has numerous quills.
On the hotel grounds we spied some road runners darting about. The male (I think) had an extension on his head. They are odd and humorous to see, with their walking, then running gait.
The restaurants were eclectic. There were some western places, some beer palaces and some fine food and drink. The Congress Hotel featured stories of the Dillinger Mob, who had hid there from the law. It was a mob museum.
A trip to the Desert Museum is certainly a “must see and do” on a Tucson trip. Walking the nature trails and observing wildlife is fun but tiring. Trying to climb those rugged hills is better left for the young at heart.
Arizona, the last state to be admitted into the territorial U.S.A. in 1912, is harsh and rugged, but also fun and effortless if you adjust to Southwestern ideology.
Friday, 22 August 2014 00:00
Members and guests of North Shore Synagogue’s Brotherhood BBQ and Erev Shabbat Service enjoyed a wonderful summer’s evening in early July with a classic BBQ and services led by Brotherhood, with help from Rabbi Jaimee Shalhevet and Cantor Rich Pilatsky.
“This is a wonderful way to connect with other members of Brotherhood, which focuses on building camaraderie among our members, and instilling a strong sense of community away from the hectic pressures of our day-to-day lives,” said Brotherhood co-president Jeffrey Levine.
Thursday, 21 August 2014 00:00
Kids love amusement parks, and they especially love one aspect of these fanciful places above all others — the twists, turns and death-defying loops of the mighty roller coaster. Given the chance, it’s likely that almost any child would love the chance to actually build one of their own.
Susan Sears of Port Jefferson runs an ongoing series of science classes aimed at stimulating the growing minds of children. Recently, she was holding one of them at the Plainview-Old Bethpage Public Library on Roller Coaster design, which she described as “a physics lesson disguised as fun.”