Years ago during a vist in the kitchen on Russell Street, the kids were young teens. Kathleen decided to challenge Uncle Bob with a water pistol. She shot me and ran. Of course Marianne, Mike and Chuck were all howling. Well I caught her in the dining room and dragged her into the bath room. I put a towel over her head, told her to scream and flushed the toilet. When she went flying out the door screaming (with the towel over her head), her brothers and sister were stunned ( their jaws all dropped) until she came flying back into the Kitchen and yelled GOTCHA! Unfortunately that hasn't stopped any of their kids from shooting me with water. But I'll get them some day.
Gotcha Uncle Bob! I remember a dinner at Russell Street where I helped mom make the chocolate pudding for dessert. Mom had the fancy dishes for each place. Unfortunately, it was my first experience with cooked pudding and I burned the chocolate pudding. I thought I replaced all the burned pudding with new pudding. Did I forget to swap out yours Uncle Bob? So sorry...I am still paying for that one. Is that why chocolate gives you headaches?
Mare - I don't remember that burnt pudding as being a mistake. If I remember correctly your face got planted in a dish of ice cream the week before by an uncle who will remain nameless. Oh revenge, sweet revenge!
Kevin was at Nana and Grampas' for lunch. To amuse him I turned on the Police and Fire scanner. He was very excited when he heard Uncle Billy's voice. He learned the numbers of the appropriate towns. After about twenty minutes he yelled, " Nana, 69 Swains Pond Avenue, a report of the sound of broken glass". He got very excited and said, " that's this street, where is it?" I told him it was at the other end of the street and asked if he wanted to get into the car and check it out. Well, he was so excited he ran to the car and we drove to the end of the street. We did not see anything going on at that house, so we vturned around in the driveway when two police cruises pulled up to the house. Thank God, we must not have looked suspicious. The cops were checking the house out and Kevin could not wait to get home to everone that we made it to the house before the police.
Heard Jarret was to have his tonsils out. Might be interested to know I had mine out because his nana´s tonsils were infected and the doctor thought it would be good for both of us to be operated on!! Watch out Conner. Fr. John
Way back on Russell Street when I was in high school, Uncle Bob, Mike, Steve Cronin (yes Steve Cronin) and I were all in the pool while Kath sat on the deck reading her New Kids on the Block magazine. I asked Uncle Bob if I could show off my tremendous strength (all natural-no steroids) and body slam him. He let me do it and after a bit of a struggle and a slight hernia, I did it. UB then said, "my turn" and body slammed me 27 times in a row! I still have swimmers ear!!! Is it from that or Uncle Charlies ghetto pool cleaning skills????
For those who haven´t seen Kaitlyn in a while I saw her last night on Skype and she looks great!!! Keep up the do-not doughnut routine. As for me it is a little easier to sacrifice donuts here in Cochabamba where Dunkin´s and Krispy Ktemes have not yet arrived. Fr. John
I am sure all have heard the story of Charlie and Patsy's wedding but it is worth registering it here. It was presided over by our Uncle Fr.Joe Higgins, M.S. at The Immaculate Conception Parish, Malden, Mass.. Maid of Honor was Mary Higgins, Patsy's sister and Best Man was Jimmy Byrne Charlies brother. At one point Fr. Joe asked Jim Byrne if he was ready to take Patricia Higgins as his wife! Someone put him straight and said that it was the other guy Charlie. Not surprisingly given all the nerves I believe it was the best man who passed out first and then the Maid of honor who ran into the sacristy and put her head out the window to get some air or do something else....whatever. Who can blame them it was just three days before Christmas and who would pick that date to get married?
Well here it is my big sister Patsy's birthday and I was just thinking about way back in the 1960s when she was in her early years as a nurse and she had a 2 toned beige Studebaker Lark (I think it was a convertible ), Her first problem was while driving up Rte 93 the front hood popped up - got caught in the wind and bent back toward the windshield. Miraculously she was able to pull off the road without hitting anything After getting that fixed , she and some girl friends took a trip to Virginia Beach and while returning to Medford she got as far as Hartford when the engine blew up. So she had to get a new car and she showed up at the cottage in Billerica one day with this brand new maroon Ford Mustang (about a 1967). "Way Cool" except that Dad almost killed her for spending so much money!! I'll post a picture of 2 cars out on her Family Page >>> https://myhigginstree.blogspot.com/p/patricia-m-higgins-1943-2018.html
Wow...time for Byrne stories. I'll have to think. There are so many. Any little diddies Kacker?
ReplyDeleteYears ago during a vist in the kitchen on Russell Street, the kids were young teens. Kathleen decided to challenge Uncle Bob with a water pistol. She shot me and ran. Of course Marianne, Mike and Chuck were all howling. Well I caught her in the dining room and dragged her into the bath room. I put a towel over her head, told her to scream and flushed the toilet. When she went flying out the door screaming (with the towel over her head), her brothers and sister were stunned ( their jaws all dropped) until she came flying back into the Kitchen and yelled GOTCHA! Unfortunately that hasn't stopped any of their kids from shooting me with water. But I'll get them some day.
ReplyDeleteGotcha Uncle Bob! I remember a dinner at Russell Street where I helped mom make the chocolate pudding for dessert. Mom had the fancy dishes for each place. Unfortunately, it was my first experience with cooked pudding and I burned the chocolate pudding. I thought I replaced all the burned pudding with new pudding. Did I forget to swap out yours Uncle Bob? So sorry...I am still paying for that one. Is that why chocolate gives you headaches?
ReplyDeleteMare - I don't remember that burnt pudding as being a mistake. If I remember correctly your face got planted in a dish of ice cream the week before by an uncle who will remain nameless. Oh revenge, sweet revenge!
ReplyDeleteKevin was at Nana and Grampas' for lunch. To amuse him I turned on the Police and Fire scanner. He was very excited when he heard Uncle Billy's voice. He learned the numbers of the appropriate towns. After about twenty minutes he yelled, " Nana, 69 Swains Pond Avenue, a report of the sound of broken glass". He got very excited and said, " that's this street, where is it?" I told him it was at the other end of the street and asked if he wanted to get into the car and check it out.
ReplyDeleteWell, he was so excited he ran to the car and we drove to the end of the street. We did not see anything going on at that house, so we vturned around in the driveway when two police cruises pulled up to the house. Thank God, we must not have looked suspicious. The cops were checking the house out and Kevin could not wait to get home to everone that we made it to the house before the police.
Heard Jarret was to have his tonsils out. Might be interested to know I had mine out because his nana´s tonsils were infected and the doctor thought it would be good for both of us to be operated on!! Watch out Conner. Fr. John
ReplyDeleteWay back on Russell Street when I was in high school, Uncle Bob, Mike, Steve Cronin (yes Steve Cronin) and I were all in the pool while Kath sat on the deck reading her New Kids on the Block magazine. I asked Uncle Bob if I could show off my tremendous strength (all natural-no steroids) and body slam him. He let me do it and after a bit of a struggle and a slight hernia, I did it. UB then said, "my turn" and body slammed me 27 times in a row! I still have swimmers ear!!! Is it from that or Uncle Charlies ghetto pool cleaning skills????
ReplyDeleteFor those who haven´t seen Kaitlyn in a while I saw her last night on Skype and she looks great!!! Keep up the do-not doughnut routine. As for me it is a little easier to sacrifice donuts here in Cochabamba where Dunkin´s and Krispy Ktemes have not yet arrived. Fr. John
ReplyDeleteI am sure all have heard the story of Charlie and Patsy's wedding but it is worth registering it here. It was presided over by our Uncle Fr.Joe Higgins, M.S. at The Immaculate Conception Parish, Malden, Mass.. Maid of Honor was Mary Higgins, Patsy's sister and Best Man was Jimmy Byrne Charlies brother. At one point Fr. Joe asked Jim Byrne if he was ready to take Patricia Higgins as his wife! Someone put him straight and said that it was the other guy Charlie. Not surprisingly given all the nerves I believe it was the best man who passed out first and then the Maid of honor who ran into the sacristy and put her head out the window to get some air or do something else....whatever. Who can blame them it was just three days before Christmas and who would pick that date to get married?
ReplyDeleteWell here it is my big sister Patsy's birthday and I was just thinking about way back in the 1960s when she was in her early years as a nurse and she had a 2 toned beige Studebaker Lark (I think it was a convertible ), Her first problem was while driving up Rte 93 the front hood popped up - got caught in the wind and bent back toward the windshield. Miraculously she was able to pull off the road without hitting anything After getting that fixed , she and some girl friends took a trip to Virginia Beach and while returning to Medford she got as far as Hartford when the engine blew up. So she had to get a new car and she showed up at the cottage in Billerica one day with this brand new maroon Ford Mustang (about a 1967). "Way Cool" except that Dad almost killed her for spending so much money!! I'll post a picture of 2 cars out on her Family Page
ReplyDelete>>> https://myhigginstree.blogspot.com/p/patricia-m-higgins-1943-2018.html
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