SPECIAL CELEBRATION – Roger Smith of Massena will celebrate his birthday this week. Roger was born on Feb. 29, Leap Year. Since Leap Year is only celebrated every four years, Rogers age is only 12 years – in leap years, that is.
I believe there will be 49 candles on Rogers cake this year. With no Feb. 29 on our 2013 calendar, perhaps Roger will celebrate tomorrow or even on Friday. Whenever the celebration is, I hope it is a wonderful one for a young man who deserves only the very best.
Roger is an excellent photographer. When I saw him recently at Price Chopper, Roger told me he had two photographs in the Massena Artists Association Exhibit at the library. This week I stopped to see the exhibit and Rogers entries. Rogers photos were extraordinary. Both are of sites in Massena and both are color photos.
Passing Through is a photograph of a ship passing through the channel near the locks or perhaps in the St. Lawrence Seaway. It is a horizontal shot that shows the length of the massive ship passing through. How appropriate the title is.
The second photo is on Bowers Street and depicts the Massena water tower at night. It, too, is an amazing shot capturing part of Massena. I am always impressed by Rogers eye in seeing a scene to capture on film. And I am most impressed by the beauty of each photo taken. Thank you so much Roger for saying Hello (What a warm greeting I always receive from this young man) and for letting me know about your photographs. The exhibit was wonderful and your photographs amazing.
If you are in Price Chopper this week and you see Roger, make sure to wish him only the best as he celebrates his Leap Year birthday this year. What a fine young man.
I am sure your many friends throughout the north country join me today, Roger, in wishing you a very Happy Birthday.
GRANDMAS PHONE – When I was in need of a cell phone a few years ago now, I went to see Zachary and Garrett at the Verizon store. They were so kind and understanding. They questioned me and knew exactly what kind of telephone I needed to carry with me (but rarely turn on).
I like my cell phone – there is service for it in our home and in most areas of the north country. We even had service traveling to and from Ithaca and to see our family in Chappaqua. I can receive a call and send a call and callers may leave a voice mail for me, which I now can even retrieve. And I have on occasion been able to receive a text from a friend. I have no idea, though, how a text might be sent from my phone nor do I have need to do so.
Last Christmas when our family was together, our sons, who have been known to make comments about Moms flip phone, did take a picture of our grandchildren so each time the telephone is turned on I can see their faces, which pleases me. (I honestly had no idea my phone had a camera.)
Recently my four-year-old friend asked what I had on my phone. I responded, My Grandchildren. The question was repeated with an expanded meaning to the question asked, What games do you have on your phone? I turned the phone on and showed my young friend the picture of my grandchildren. Yes, I have on my phone a picture – no games, no apps of television programs or news updates, just a picture and the ability to call for information if needed.
The disbelief was apparent in the four-year-olds facial expression. I wondered silently if I should explain this telephone was a fairly new purchase. And prior to this purchase, calls were made from the landline at home or if we were traveling there was need to locate a pay phone. While waiting for events to begin as the four year old was the day of our visit, we made notes on paper, drew pictures on the back of a concert program or in the notebook carried for just that reason.
Grandmas phone works perfectly – for Grandma, but for my four-year-old friend the treasured photo and a phone for calling purposes was not exactly what a telephone should be and was surely defective.
FRIENDSHIPS – I am glad you are my friend, was the hand written note scripted inside a card I received this week. The card depicted a darling puppy on the front. When I thanked the lovely woman who had sent it, her reply was, I knew youd like it.
Another letter arrived at our Bombay home this week, also scripted in the most beautiful penmanship. It, too, spoke of friendship. How touched I was that these two women took time this week to write and express their thoughts on our friendship. My thanks not only for your beautiful words, but the fact you took time to select a card you knew would bring a smile to my face. How much that meant to me. Both notes touched my heart and meant more than the senders will ever realize. How fortunate I am – I, too, am so grateful to have you both as my friends. Isnt the north country a wonderful place to live? I certainly think so.
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK - Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow who was born on Feb. 27, 1807. He died on March 24, 1882)