Sunday Sunday ... so good to me ...

Happy Father’s Day to all.

Have gotten a lot of responses to the start of the blog. Most good and many asking for me to delve into specific topics. I’ll start with the requests later – starting with my rendition of Danke Schein for newlywed Rico Cooney in Lansing, MI. (YES – for those of you keeping score at home, after 13 YEARS of courting – Rico and Tracy FINALLY got married. I was there to see it with my own eyes!!!!)

We just got back from a few days in Sea Island, GA. Stayed at the Cloisters – which is very pretty and very, shall we say, non-Jewish. I mean just because everything had bacon and mayo on it.....not that there's anything wrong with that!

Many of you may know it from a few years ago when they hosted the G-8. There are trees named after Tony Blair and a whole room where they met that is still intact. Anyway, it is very Southern (slow) and very waspy. All I could keep thinking about when I was walking around was Rodney Dangerfield in Caddyshack. He shows up at Bushwood with his friend Mr. Wang and he states, “Hey Wang it’s a restricted club, don’t tell them you’re Jewish.”

All that being said, it was absolutely beautiful – the beach was great and the girls loved it. All Miriam wanted to do was eat the sand. Abbie and I saw dolphins about 75 yards off the beach and the weather was just perfect.

Many people have “shacks” down there. Only problem is to you and I a shack is a 3 bedroom house on the Cape and down there a shack are 8 bedrooms, 8 baths and the lots start at 3 million. As my old pal Itchy would say, “not horrible.”

Funniest thing I saw was every morning after breakfast, there was water aerobics. The average age of the participants was dead. Sort of reminded me of going to visit my father’s parents at the Moorings in North Miami Beach as a kid.

Anyway – kids both had great birthdays. And the 5 hour drive home was relatively uneventful.

Quick soapbox moment (these will come from time-to-time) – played golf on Friday and we had a caddy named Rick. I got to the course before Richard and Jay and got to talking with him on the range. He was about 37 or 38 and is a widowed dad. His wife was killed about 5 ½ years ago in a car accident and he has raised his daughter since she was about 1 ½. For those of you men with kids, please ponder this. I know that if I was in his shoes I wouldn’t know where to begin. If I had to do it alone, no matter what the reason, my mind would be mush. Rick quit his job as a baseball coach so that he can caddy to be home with his daughter every night. So when you think its bad – it can always be worse – always are tougher.

OK – enough with that. I am off to hang with the kids today and see if Phil can win his third straight major. BTW – how does a referee who has been suspended before and had a questionable past end up refereeing the U.S.-Italy game??? Not that we are that good – but as if we need him helping the other side?

Also for those of you who like hockey, the Toronto Maple Leafs of 1942 are the last team to come back from 3-1 down to win the Stanley Cup. I like Edmonton’s chances to be the latest team to do it. And if you have watched the games, how great are the fans in Edmonton singing both of the anthems? Only things that rival it is Rogette Duchette of the Montreal Canadiens heyday of the 70’s or Kate Smith's God Bless America in Philly (that's for you Z!).

Have a great Sunday – you stay classy!