All in Ice Cream
July is national ice cream month! My Grandmother Lucy Opie migrated from Cloverdale, Virginia to Sleepy Hollow, New York in the late 1920s. One time she sent me to the Grand Union grocery store to buy “ice milk.”
As a a lacrosse player at Syracuse University we would eat 3 to four hours before a game to be sure our food had been digested. Boy that was good but foolish! Now that I know better ...
For father’s day I decided to share a I poem I wrote for my Father in September of 2007. He had just been diagnosed with terminal cancer and so many memories overwhelmed me as road the train from work to see him at Sloan Kettering Hospital in New York City. My father asked me to speak at his memorial service. Despite being professional speaker, that served as one of the most difficult talks I have ever given This is the food related part of what I shared on that day in April of 2008. Happy Father’s day: