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Circle That Date: Coming Events In Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Wed, 2016-11-23 20:06
What's going on? Check the Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch calendar for what's happening in town.
Categories: Lower Merion

Ardmore Man Wrote Racial Slurs At Parx Casino: DA

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Wed, 2016-11-23 16:46
An Ardmore man allegedly wrote racial slurs inside the Casino just before a meeting of the local chapter of the NAACP.
Categories: Lower Merion

on the eve of thanksgiving 

Chester County Ramblings - Wed, 2016-11-23 16:31

The day before Thanksgiving and I’m starting preparations for dinner tomorrow. I’ve learned little tricks over the years like making the broth for the turkey out of the turkey gizzards and neck is easier done the day before.  Once that broth starts cooking my kitchen is filled with the smells of Thanksgiving for the first time.  

Along with the smells of Thanksgiving come memories.

Memories of Thanksgivings past.

I actually woke up this morning thinking about Thanksgivings of my past.

When I think of the holidays I always think of my late father as well as my late brother in law because they both loved Christmas and Thanksgiving. When they were both alive Thanksgiving could almost be exhausting because they were perfectionists, but the meals were awesome!  

I have some very fond memories of Thanksgivings at my sister’s house in New York before my brother-in-law died. They have a beautiful dining room that is almost a square in shape so my sister uses two small tables that are round versus one large table.  I think after both my father and brother in law being lost within a few short years of each other it has taken us a while to get our Thanksgiving groove back.

When my sister and I were really little I remember going to my Uncle  Jackie’s and Aunt Connie’s house for Thanksgiving.  

All of my cousins, us, aunt and uncle, and Mumma and Poppy. Due to family drama I don’t have very many memories of very many of these Thanksgivings. But those I remember being much more fun than the Thanksgivings we spent at my father’s sister’s house.

My aunt, my father’s only sister, has never been an easy woman to read. I have always felt she didn’t like me very much or my mother and was jealous of my late father. She did seem to like my sister. Her daughters well, they were fine to get along with when we were little, but as we all grew up we did not have much to say to each other and still don’t to this day.

I have a distinct memory again of when we were very little, and my Aunt Theresa and Uncle Serge lived in Paoli.   Paoli was still a bit rural in spots.  I remember they lived down a really long driveway in a white farmhouse. It was a really cool farmhouse and I seem to recall it was Victorian in nature. I don’t know that anybody has photos of it anymore but I have a distinct memory of a Thanksgiving there.

It was a big crowd for dinner and I remember that the kids had their own table set up outside the dining room in the front hall by the staircase. I remember that we ate black eyed peas as one of the dishes.  My uncle is Cuban, and I also remember his mother was still alive.

Many years later we all tried the Thanksgiving together again with them when my grandmother – my father’s mother – was still alive. At this point my aunt and uncle had settled in Chestnut Hill where they still live today. I remember that Thanksgiving is being technically beautiful but emotionally cold. And I remember their dining room in their house in Chestnut Hill was quiet and dark, even in candlelight.

I remember other Thanksgivings we spent with our family friends the Cullens. They had been our neighbors in Society Hill when we were really little and they first moved to Bethesda because Mr. Cullen’s job took him to Washington DC, and then later they moved to Summit, New Jersey because his job eventually took him to New York City.

Growing up the Thanksgiving dinners we had with the Cullens are among my happiest memories of Thanksgiving as a child. Those were the holidays that were alive and boisterous and fun. Mr. Cullen was a tall Irishman with a big chest and a wonderful voice. And he was funny and he would say funny these things and you could just see the twinkle in his eye. Mrs. Cullen is still one of my favorite people on the face of this earth.  She is one of the brightest people I’ve ever had the privilege to know and she is also probably the closest thing to Julia Child I will ever know as a home cook. 

The thing about Thanksgiving dinners with them is it bought out the best in everyone. Although Mr. Cullen like my father, died years ago now, the family remains dear friends.

I especially liked the years they lived in Maryland because we would go down there for the weekend pretty much, and I would be able to wander around Georgetown while we were there and discovered fun things like Kemp Mill Records. That was this awesome record store in Georgetown where I listened to artists like Al Stewart for the first time.

We had other Thanksgiving dinners that were just our family and smaller that were equally memorable. It was always fun getting the table set with my mother and laying out the flatware and the china, making sure the crystal glasses were all sparkle and no smudges. The good smells eminated from the kitchen all day until dinner time.

Other memories of Thanksgiving include when I was in my early to mid 20s and my girlfriends and I would always go to West Chester for years the night before Thanksgiving. We would go to the Gobble Off at the Bar and Restaurant in West Chester.  I have written about this before, it was just that much fun. Now we’re all purported grownups with our own families and that seems so long ago and far away. There were other night before Thanksgiving nights out with my friend Pam in Manayunk. I forget what the name of the restaurant is where we all used to meet in those days but it was a lot of fun as well. Pam would get all sorts of people together from high school and she made the evening fun!

Along with the Thanksgiving memories are the years that were like being banished. It was because of a prior relationship that I used to have to go into Central Pennsylvania basically. It was like being a stranger in a strange land and sadly these were the people that were almost my in-laws. I just never quite fit. That made it hard before any of the other stuff.

They weren’t bad people. One sister-in-law probably because she wasn’t related to the siblings by blood I liked in particular, still do. Before she divorced her husband (my ex’s brother) I honestly did enjoy going to Thanksgiving at her house up around Mechanicsburg. She and her mom were all about tradition and it was festive and warm. But the majority of the years I spent going to another almost sister-in-law’s house outside of Allentown. That was not so much fun.

The entire car ride up my ex would berate me about one thing or the other. Usually he yelled. Why was I wearing what I was wearing? What I could say and what I couldn’t say, and basically the entire duration of our relationship he didn’t want me getting too close to his family and didn’t share the few friends he had.  It was always an unpleasant ride up. By the time I got to his sister’s house I was a bundle of raw nerves.

When we got to his sister’s house, which was a townhouse development on the edge of a golf course, we would circle around for parking and eventually find the spot he deemed suitable. Then we would haul in my contributions to the meal. And we generally speaking, well that was me.  

When you got inside the townhouse you had the welcoming smell of a Thanksgiving dinner.  Unfortunately you were also met with some pretty somewhat bitter and somewhat dissatisfied middle-age women all divorced older than myself. The nieces and nephews were nice when they were in town, but I couldn’t hang out with the kids I was one of the grown-ups.  

One of the most amusing part of those Thanksgiving dinners in exile was the way every year the one sister magically made photos of my ex’s ex-wife fall out of the drawer or a book somewhere.  And I also never understood why they went to the trouble to cook a beautiful Thanksgiving dinner and have people around the table and not put the food out in nice containers. They put the disposable aluminum pans and plastic containers and what not right on the sideboard.

The Thanksgivings I spent in exile so to speak made me appreciate my friends and family all the more.  Not every Thanksgiving is perfect, we’re human they are not supposed to be. And even on the Thanksgivings that don’t quite end up the way you envision there is always good. Or at least humor. 

I think we all have this goal to become like a Norman Rockwell painting for one day. The problem is we can’t help but fall short because we are actual people not subjects of someone’s artistic mind’s eye.

I love hearing about my friends’ traditions.  I woke up this morning thinking of someone I used to know who always spoke about making creamed onions in a sherry cream sauce every Thanksgiving.

Now sprinkled in between all the homemade Thanksgiving dinners were a couple club and restaurant made Thanksgiving dinners.  Those were beautiful dinners and we had a lot of fun, but it was sort of anti-climactic because you didn’t wake up the next day to Thanksgiving leftovers and that is part of the fun of Thanksgiving.

I think Thanksgiving is a holiday is something I enjoy more the older I get. I don’t know if that makes any sense. I think part of it has to do with feeling somewhat like I have come into my own. But I do love Thanksgiving and even more so, Christmas. I am the crazy person that likes to put out the china, iron and do up the old table linens,  and decorate and cook.

We all have a lot to be thankful for, even if it is not always immediately apparent. Hearth and home are powerful motivators. My wish for this Thanksgiving is as a country we start to put aside all the political divisiveness of this recent presidential campaign, and remember what it is to be an American.  

I don’t know about you but I am tired of all the hate and violence. I am tired of the protests. I am tired of the anger. It’s exhausting even to avoid. I hope everyone takes a breath tomorrow and enjoys the company they are with. tomorrow literally is the day to be grateful for what we have and who we have in our lives.

Well I have to get back to my meal preparations, because when you’re a kid you don’t realize the preparing Thanksgiving dinner actually takes a good couple solid days of work!

Wishing all of you my readers, a safe and happy and blessed Thanksgiving.

Categories: Pennsylvania

More Details Revealed on Pennsylvania Presidential Election Recount

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Wed, 2016-11-23 14:59
Jill Stein has followed through on her desire to formally request a presidential election recount in Pennsylvania.
Categories: Lower Merion

Here's The Latest On The Pennsylvania Presidential Election Recount

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Wed, 2016-11-23 14:59
Jill Stein has followed through on her desire to formally request a presidential election recount in Pennsylvania.
Categories: Lower Merion

In the Spirit of Thanksgiving: Remember Ardmore's Food Pantries

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Wed, 2016-11-23 13:33
There are people around you in need. A reminder about how and where give to your local pantry.
Categories: Lower Merion

Philly Bomb Victim ID'd; Was It A Hate Crime?

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Wed, 2016-11-23 12:58
Investigators are looking at all angles in the bomb that went off in Philly Tuesday, including the possibility that it was a hate crime.
Categories: Lower Merion

Starving Dog Rescued From Trash Bag In Wissahickon Park

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Wed, 2016-11-23 10:49
A woman was walking her dog through Wissahickon Park when they came upon a black trash bag on the side of the trail.
Categories: Lower Merion

Thanksgiving 2016: What's Open, What's Closed in Ardmore

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Wed, 2016-11-23 09:00
Find out what's open and what's closed for the Thanksgiving holiday in Ardmore.
Categories: Lower Merion

They saved the Beaver Valley

Heron's Nest - Wed, 2016-11-23 07:19
Who says you can't fight city hall?

Not out in Concord Township.

You might remember people were less then enchanted with the notion of losing perhaps the tract of open space in the wildly developing western end of the county. That would be the 240 acres known lovingly to locals as the Beaver Valley.

When plans first aired to develop the site, one more swath of townhouses and other residential development, concerned citizens took action. They jammed township meetings to announce their displeasure.

They formed a group called Save the Valley.

It worked.

This week conservation groups announced a plan to buy the tract and preserve it as open space.

A press conference to formally announce the deal is set for Monday.

You can read all the details here.
Categories: Pennsylvania

Remembering Jacai Colson

Heron's Nest - Wed, 2016-11-23 07:05
In "Chi," they don't forget.

Jacai Colson was a star athlete at Chichester High School. He excelled on the football field.

But he was equally impressive off the field.

That was never more apparent than last March when three brothers with evil intentions showed up at the Landover, Md., police station where Colson, now an undercover police officer, worked.

Colson immediately took action to confront the men. In the mayhem that ensued, he was killed by friendly fire.

Last Saturday, they gathered on the same football field where Colson starred to remember the man they knew, loved and respected.

And his legacy will live on in the form of a scholarship to a Chi student seeking a career in law enforcement of public service.

Because in Chi, they don't forget.

It's on today's editorial page.
Categories: Pennsylvania

Montgomery County Rallies To Help NJ Cop, Shot In The Head, Rehab Historic Car

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Tue, 2016-11-22 16:45
After an NJ cop was shot in the head, he faced a long recovery. Some friends in Montgomery County are banding together to inspire him.
Categories: Lower Merion

respect small businesses 

Chester County Ramblings - Tue, 2016-11-22 16:37

Things that happen to small businesses that I hate. Not in Chester County but my old stomping grounds of Ardmore, PA. 

So apparently someone hired this landscape company because someone put out big planters on Lancaster Avenue (see above.)

Now this is the Main Line so of course you have to hire someone to plant a couple of plants in a planter, right?

Well that is fine provided said service provider is NOT blocking public walkways, rear business entrances, and oh yes parking in someone’s posted private and non-municipal parking.

Well completely disregarding all of the above award of the week goes to Charles Friel Landscaping. They did this to one of my closest friends who is a small business owner. 

And when she went out to basically ask him to move he was like he would be done soon and he had these plants to get in. My friend kept trying to explain that the guy was blocking her rear door (fire and safety hazard), parking in her customer parking on private property, and blocking a public walkway. 

That is not right and for some reason he could not tell her who had paid for the planters (don’t people usually know for whom they are working?). None of the businesses (even the ones with them in front of their stores) seem to know where the big plastic planter boxes have come from.

I am all for community beautification in business districts as so many business districts just don’t bother. But what I am not for our people who do things like this landscape truck did today. Ardmore is horrible for parking. It gets as congested as the Borough of Malvern or downtown West Chester. But people need to be considerate of small businesses. These mom-and-pop shops make our communities unique and careless behavior like this literally takes business away from them because of people can’t get to the store they’re going to go someplace else.

Categories: Pennsylvania

35-Year-Old Man Killed In Ridge Pike Motorcycle Crash

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Tue, 2016-11-22 15:45
Police said Tuesday that a 35-year-old man was killed in a motorcycle crash on Ridge Pike over the weekend.
Categories: Lower Merion

13 High-Ranking Pennsylvania Officials Listed in Porn Email Investigation

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Tue, 2016-11-22 14:59
A law firm examined 6.4 million emails from the PA Attorney General's Office for evidence of corruption and improper relationships.
Categories: Lower Merion

Thanksgiving Weekend Movie Guide: Spend the Holiday with Brad Pitt and Marion Cotillard

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Tue, 2016-11-22 13:16
Wondering what's worth a trip to the theater this Thanksgiving? Get the verdict on Brad Pitt in "Allied" and Pixar's new heroine in "Moana."
Categories: Lower Merion

Patch Weekend Movie Guide: What to See and What to Skip

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Tue, 2016-11-22 13:16
Wondering what's worth a trip to the theater this Thanksgiving? Get the verdict on Brad Pitt in "Allied" and Pixar's new heroine in "Moana."
Categories: Lower Merion

Villanova Native, West Chester 'Institution' Charlie Vogel, Volunteer, TV Anchor, Passes Away

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Tue, 2016-11-22 12:41
Villanova native Charlie Vogel was famously active in his later years, volunteering often and driving himself to breakfast.
Categories: Lower Merion

Villanova Student Harassed By Trump Supporters Asks To End Investigation: Report

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Tue, 2016-11-22 12:17
The students was allegedly harassed and knocked over by people shouting "Trump" shortly after the election.
Categories: Lower Merion

Bomb Inside Manila Envelope Specifically Targeted Pennsylvania Man

Ardmore-Merion-Wynnewood Patch - Tue, 2016-11-22 11:48
UPDATE: A manila envelope containing a bomb which exploded inside an apartment in Philadelphia Tuesday 'specifically targeted' the victim.
Categories: Lower Merion