Archive | October, 2005

The Ultimate Trick or Treat Street in Santa Rosa California

There are many that love the hoopla of Halloween parties, the dressing as ones alter ego, the going out and raising hell and ringing in Daylight’s Savings like some New Years summer-is-over celebration for sun worshipers bidding farewell to long days filled with blue skies.

It’s mole time.

I love Halloween, but not for it’s parties and drinking tradition. For me, I find the parties too much the amateur hour like St, Patrick’s Day, where people drink too much and think nothing of spilling a drink down your back or over your shoes.

Each Halloween, when the night turns dark and the goblins come out, we take Brian to this historic street in Santa Rosa, where my favorite Alfred Hitchcock movie was filmed: Shadow of A Doubt. This large tree-lined street, where many have grass sidewalks and cobblestone steps, old porch swings and verandas host Halloween trick or treating in its finest tradition.

The Street is McDonald Avenue, a grand lady of a street with a rich Santa Rosa history. Every year, the residents decorate their homes, creating “themes” for Halloween. People come from all over to trick or treat and most of the adults dress up as well. There is everything from the Haunted Dentist chair, to flying bats, to the Bates Hotel, to the dead guy who tries to grab you when you reach for candy. and much more.

The street has old fashioned street lights so it is difficult to see those in front of you, adding to the Halloween experience.

Brian was done at an hour – looked at me and said, “I have enough candy, can we just go home now? My feet hurt.”

God I love this kid.

We returned home, I built a fire while he showered and put on jammies and we sat down to read Sleepy Hollow. He fell asleep leaning against my chest and I realized these years are quickly slipping from my grasp and pretty soon he won’t even be sitting in my pocket anymore.

Our children grow up too fast. These are the times I wish I had married better and had four more boys behind Brian.

I could be doing Halloween for another 10 years or more.

Or I could just poke myself in the eye with a sharp stick.

Happy Halloween.

Until next time-

C

http://www.aweekinthelifeofaredhead.com

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Introducing a Decent World Series Worth Watching

This weekend the Fall Classic slides into view, it is the baseball super bowl – the World Series. I have heard it said that shoeless joethe US wouldn’t have much interest due to the teams involved. Are you kidding me? Anyone that loves baseball, the all-American sport, will love this series.

Who can forget the 1919 World Series, which resulted in the most famous scandal in baseball history? Eight players from the Chicago White Sox were accused of throwing the series against the Cincinnati Reds.

To this day, no one really knows the complete story and baseball fans still feel sadness in not knowing how the great “Shoeless” Joe Jackson’s career might have played out. White Sox haven’t been in a series since 1959 and their last championship came in 1917.

This is the first World Series for the Houston Astros, an organization 44 years young, from a city that opened its arms wide for those displaced by Hurricane Katrina. Oh and they have . . . Roger Clemens.

I love Chicago, and loved training there. I hate the Houston airport – every airplane flight I have ever missed was there.

How do I know about baseball? I am an Irish, plus one cousin played for the Yanks the other for the Twins way back in the early big hair days of the 80’s. Frankly, I would prefer Brian played baseball over football, since it a sport his dad can’t coach.

I am not a big fan of baseball on TV. I think it is a sport that needs to be felt and experienced within the walls of a baseball stadium. What I love about this series (besides the fact the Yankees aren’t in it – even though Derek Jeter is a hunk and a half) is the two teams out of nowhere – the lost but not forgotten.

It is the American story: stick around long enough, work hard enough, don’t let go of a dream and eventually you just might make it to the big league of your life.

I enjoy stories of redemption. The White Sox, formally nicknamed the Black Sox are back trying to erase the stigma of their baseball forefather’s past. It is the story of a second chance. I love second chance comeback stories. I am working on my own.

Let’s play ball.

“There have been only two geniuses in the world. Willie Mays and Willie Shakespeare” ~Tallulah Bankhead

Until next time -

C

http://www.aweekinthelifeofaredhead.com

SIDEBAR: There is a funny baseball story of how I got mad at Kent Hrbeck, who was my cousin Larry’s best friend when they played on the Twins farm team, but then I think his story turns out better than mine in the end.

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