A first for me yesterday. Marching in Steve Attis’ New Orleans type funeral procession.
A warm experience. Joyous an even better description.
Steve in the casket riding up front. The musicians behind him. Skipper Krippitz leading them. With a drum. Walking backwards the whole way. Impressive!
The rest of us behind the musicians. Some two hundred strong. Led by Steve’s wife Midge in a wheel chair.
We leisurely marched/danced to When the Saints Go Marching In. The American gospel hymn that became a jazz favorite.
The song expressing the wish to go to Heaven.
Religious services were at St. Mary Star of the Sea. Sad. The atmosphere had changed.
Steve’s family in attendance. Came from everywhere. The most touching moment when one of Steve’s sons was doing a reading. It was difficult for him. His sister came up and put her arm around his shoulder. He finished.
I walked with Don, Tom and Nicky.
Then to Publix. Needed only a few things. Basics.
Publix packed like it was Thanksgiving or Christmas. Everyone buying for Super Bowl parties tonight. Every check out counter was open. The lines long in each one.
It has not been my good fortune to view the last two Syracuse games. I forgot they were playing wednesday and missed a great victory. I was walking for Steve yesterday and missed an even better game.
Syracuse beat #9 Virginia 66-62. Syracuse was down 12 at half. Syracuse scored 73 percent from the field in the second half. Made 66 percent of their 3 point shots through out the entire game.
Big time basketball!
It also was Jim Boeheim’s 1,000th victory. Forty one years a Syracuse coach. I know Jim Boeheim. A good person deserving the success he has achieved.
Syracuse/Clemson tuesday evening at 8.
Super Bowl tonight. Not that I had to tell you. Everyone knows. I will be watching at a private party.
Trump respects Putin. He disrespects judges. Does not make sense to me.
The protests everywhere continue to concern me. They probably will turn into violence at some point. Trump’s hype adds fuel to the fire.
Not healthy.
Trump’s sense of responsibility lacking.
Enjoy Super Bowl! Enjoy your sunday!