Amazing Aug02

Amazing

Met an absolutely true gentleman tonight during Roselle Park’s National Night Out. We were waiting in line for the water slide with Mariposa and Ezekiel as our youngest gets more excited with each little step that brings us closer to the slide. A bit in front of us some young pre-teen girls are blowing raspberries at each other in a joking manner. This young man (who we later find out to be) eight years old is between us and the girls. He looks around as they do this and must have seen some reaction in my face. The young boy whispers, “I don’t think they should do that. That’s not a nice thing to do.” I tell him, “You know what? I think so too.” He smiles back and says, “I like the water slide. This is fun.” His wet face shows he had been on it before. I say to him, “You are a really nice young man.” Without missing a beat nor with any sense of self-import he responds, “I want to work to be a good man someday.” What eight-year-old says that?!?!?! I just instinctively put out my hand and say, “Hi. What’s your name?” He shakes it and says, “Michael. But you can call me Mike or Mikey.” I look to Lis and say, “Amazing!” That young man has more sense than I ever will. For all the disappointments we express about our little hometown, there are wondrous examples of decency with people such as Michael and his parents. Simply amazing. Seriously, what eight-year-old says...

Rollberbladed May27

Rollberbladed

After 25 years of faithful service, a quarter of a century, my favorite pair of rollerblades have given me their last glide. Adieu my eight wheelers. You were...

Mother’s Day 2016 May08

Mother’s Day 2016...

Some pretty f*$%@ I mean messed up sh*#, I mean stuff, you find out about your mother and father that are terrifying and amazing. Out of all things, it started with her wedding ring falling to the ground. For those who do not know, my mother suffered a pretty severe stroke on January 2nd. She is recuperating now and what started out with half her body being completely paralyzed is currently lack of strength in her left hand, especially her index finger and thumb. But that night she and my father went out to eat and were dancing and suddenly my father heard her wedding ring hit the floor and went to pick it up and ask my mother what happened. It was then he realized something was wrong and it looked like she was having a stroke. She had suffered a mild one 16 years before. He immediately walks her out and gets the car to drive her to the hospital. When they get there his and her fears are confirmed. She was suffering a stroke. After preliminary necessary stuff the doctor comes in to tell them that there is this procedure that can possibly reverse the damage being done to the left side of her body. The two risks are that it might not work (only a 5% chance) and it might kill her (50%). Mind you, I hear about this later but in those early hours with just the two of them, she asks him, “Well? Do you think we should do it?” My father says to her, “I don’t know. What do you want? It’s a tough decision.” It is at this point that my mother says, “Remember what we told each other about not wanting to have one of...

We Won The Lottery! Jan16

We Won The Lottery!

Sitting around the dinner table during supper tonight, after talking about our individual days the conversation gets around to the lottery. We all start talking and laughing about the first things we would do if we won: everything from the thoughtful to the outrageous (helping out family & friends to changing the name of the town to Rosaul Park to creating college funds for all the children in the neighborhood to paying everyone’s property taxes in town for one year). Looking around at our family I say out loud, “You know I’ve already won the lottery.” Our second oldest Robert says, “That’s some real happy-ever-after shit right there.” For those unfamiliar with the lingo of young ‘uns today, it means ‘That was touching. I agree with that.’ That about sums it...

Speechless Jan08

Speechless

A beautiful gift from a wonderful woman. I am speechless. The Qersdyn family is beyond grateful and blessed to know Cathy Drake.