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Updated: August 6, pm. I just read of the death of Eddie. He was my favorite guy when he was at the Maples - such a nice man. My heart goes out to you. In response to Mr. Howard's question about "why do people hate Mr. He has taken us into a war and a country where we do not belong.
If we were to get the terrorists we should have gone to Afghanistan where their leader was hiding - not Iraq. He is arrogant unable to admit he makes mistakesself-righteous, condemns our friends and allies abroad, behaves as would when things don't go his way, e. What a joke!!! When the people of America have to line up for flu shots, and get turned away because there isn't enough to go around, and then ask Canada for help after we've said their medicine doesn't pass our inspection, and even our own medicine Vioxx isn't safe.
Need I go on?? Please see that there is another way - a better way. Fri October Patriots, Sox, Bruins? And I had to laugh at the report you guys had about the study showing it taking now 27 minutes to commute. Oh, man! From here to DC it's about 90 minutes. I'd take 27 anyday! Well, this morning I attended, along with about 7, other supporters, a George W. Bush campaign stop right in the heart of downtown New Port Richey, Florida.
He gave a very impressive speech and did not fail to cover any subject pertinent to this presedential campaign. I was very impressed with the diversity of the crowd. From grade school children to seniors all enthusiastic supporters of the president. He successfully rebutted all of the Kerry rhetoric and flip flopping. But most of all, when I listen to this man speak from his heart, I wonder why some folks really hate him. I ask this all the time and no one can tell me why. So I ask you who do …. He is an honest and sincere and brave leader who speaks from the heart and holds our values and freedoms in utmost regard.
The standing ovations, of which there were many, told the tale. He IS adored by so many folks. The crowd held veterans, young mothers, retired folks, children, blacks, white and hispanics! All seeing and believing in the presidents message for a free, safe and successful America with less taxes and smaller government. Do not be fooled by the scare tactics of the "left. I saw about 15 protesters as we left the park. One woman held a homemade reading, "The president is a murderer. If so, God help you to see the light. The "Y" was run by Roy Phipps in my day and you paid him 10 cents a week until the annual dues were paid up.
He punched another hole in your card with each dime. There was a pommel horse in the weight room which we were never allowed to use. The men who rented rooms across the street showered at the "Y. Just like today, huh? Later on in life the "French Club" became a hangout. You could play pitch, pool and shuffelboard bowling all for money or beers. Coxie McKewen and Dar Ruist were two favorite bartenders.
I do not swear by the spelling of either name. They sold many a "dimie" draft beer and even had a nickel version. Thats a lot of beer for a buck but the minimim wage was about 90 cents an hour. I am telling you, this t was packed wall to wall on a Friday night or a Saturday afternoon. Everyone from construction workers, factory guys and suits and ties were there for a cold one and some good old fashioned bulls—t.
It was a right of passage for young men of N. I do remember Eddie, a rotund sort who ruled the club with a steady hand but there were a lot of underage guys at his bar over the years. I just never understood the big jars of pickled eggs and ham hocks ….
He and Aunt Bea were fixtures there for years and every family party was held there. I remember playing musical chairs with all my cousins in the middle of the dance floor after eating dinner. Was this their son that you speak of getting killed? Hmmmm, wish my Meme was still around so I could call. I loved reading Bill Lang's story.
Thank you, Bill, for sharing this! I so enjoy reading what everyone remembers … good memories and sad ones too. I love when the Guestbook has stories of what people remember when they were growing up. I hope this continues! An alphabetical directory of out-of-town and local visitors to the Guestbook follows the comments. Comments remain posted for at least a month and are printed periodically as Letters from Home on the Opinion s of The Sun Chronicle.
A note on style: Please do not send entries or names in all capital letters or in all lower-case letters. Ringuette's market. The Ten Mile River ran by there. We would have contests and see who could jump from one side to the other. I probably delivered papers there between and On Fridays we would go into the market and buy cokes, candies and ice creams. The men in there would let us go into the back, behind the butcher counter into the freezer and get our own bottles of soda. I think I remember Eddy Ringuette, the son. He died in a car crash. I can't remember the name of the road up where the farms are, but he hit a tree and was killed.
I was just a little kid at the time. We went to the store for sodas and pastries from about to I don't remember them having penny candy. The Broadway market had the penny candy. I can vividly remember sitting on the stone wall outside the store drinking sodas. The men in the store were always nice to us. I can't remember what they looked like - I do remember Eddy because he was a big kid and ran the cash register. I don't think it was ever the same after the crash.
Thanks for reminding me of that! Listen up, you-all. Everybody sitting in their nice comfortable homes reading this needs to go to www. Then get to work and do something about what you see. Every single man, women and child can help here and it won't cost you more than a postage stamp unless you want to do more.
Please go there now. Our troops need you. I was just reading the story entitled "Debatable Choice" and found it sad and amusing at the same time that "Valerie MacPhee, who at age 18 registered Tuesday to vote in the Nov. Let her know that Mickey Mouse isn't on the ballot. I would love to hear more about Ringuette's Store in NA. If I have my facts right, my great uncle Allie owned that place. I barely remember him as a white-haired, smiling gentleman with a white apron on. Penny candy? I thought that his store was a meat market? Are we talking about the same place?
Thanks for the memories! Holy Moly! Now that I'm just about blind from reading all the wonderful notes from Rich Howard I think I'll add a few of my own. One things for sure, you can take the man out of New England but you can't take the New England out of the man. I was born at Sturdy Memorial on Jan. I remember the whistlestop Dewy campaign when it came to N.
The station on Broadway was gone then but we lived just up the street, so I went there to see the train. I wasn't interested in Mr. Just up from our home on Broadway was a bridge that the steam engines and later the diesels passed under delivering coal to the W.
Riley company and I and friends would try to drop stones down the smoke stack as the train went under the bridge. Around the corner in the other direction was Ringettes Store. That's where we got our penny candy in that neighborhood. Next to that was where my good friend Johnny Ippolito lived. His dad owned the Brook Manor and we went there on saturday mornings to help clean up and eat anything we could find. One Saturday we got into the liquor cabinet and went home feeling pretty high. That was the last Saturday I was allowed to go there.
I attended the Bank Street School for a few years before we moved to Plainville. The Community Theater was the big event of the week when I got to go to the movies. My mother gave me a quarter and dropped me off in front of the theater. It cost ten cents to get in, ten cents for candy or popcorn and a nickle left over to go to the drugstore on the corner to call for a ride home. Welch had his dentist office upstairs over the drug store and there was a shoe store the other side of the theater where I went to get shoes for school.
I don't remember the owner's name but he was a very nice person and put up with a lot trying to fit me with shoes. He had a machine there you could see all the bones in your feet and that was scary, I'll tell you.
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