Mr Developer, tear down this barrier!

Hey y'all. Going a month without blogging is pretty much unforgivable, but you know I want to crank out a quality product so you'll come back for more. Geeze what am I talking about, come back for more, utter nonsense, let's get to today's story.

Actually we've had a lot go on in West Chester since the last blog, there was both the Halloween parade and the Veterans Day parade of which I wrote about last year where you can read about them here, and here. (BTW, one has plenty of turn out, the other one, not so much, but hopefully we can change that.) and then there was the 1st ever, West Chester Story Slam! Now if you're thinking about a bunch of soul patched, beret wearing hipsters smoking clove cigarettes from those long plastic filters and drinking espresso while snapping their fingers in approval after every story, it wasn't like that at all. It was more of a cross between open mic night at a comedy club, and an AA meeting.

It was pretty cool, listening to people I didn't know that well if at all tell us stories under the theme of "New Beginnings". I ended up telling the story of when I first arrived in Utah, when I got "diverted" on a tour that I thought was supposed to go to Park City, that ended up first stopping by to see the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, the Mormon History Museum, and the Genealogy Library. Not my strongest story, given how I've got some "go-to" gems like the High Altitude Chamber at McDill AFB story, and others, but it was a good start that just like skydiving, you're nervous and scared as you stare out the back end of the plane, but when you're safely on the ground, the adrenalin, man you want to do that again. So I'll be getting my fix again in January. Hope to see you there!

So, it's been an interesting month as it often is here in West Chester, we didn't burn the place down when the Philly's lost the World Series, so that was kind of nice, and the weather has been kind of bi polar, with dreary rain sprinkled days that last for days, and days of CAVU, (Ceiling and Visibility Unlimited) as we aviators say. :)

With the weather so good, Lana and I even checked out Longwood Gardens, my first time if you can believe it, and it’s clear that our timing was off, because the batteries on both my Nikon Coolpix camera and my iPhone dropped dead, that and if we waited a couple of weeks, we’d get to see all the Christmas lights and decorations. So guess who is going to drop another 30 bucks on getting back in to Longwood Gardens in the next couple of weeks? Yup, me.

Truly though it’s worth it, I’m not a plant guy by any stretch of the imagination, but I do find myself wishing I knew my botany better, if for nothing else than to be able to drive around West Chester on my scooter and say, “That’s an Elm, that’s a Maple, that’s an Eastern White Pine, that’s a Larch,(The Larch) that’s a TREEEEEEEE....as I wreck into one as I’m not paying attention...:)

Oh so I almost forgot, what’s with the title of this blog entry, right? A minor annoyance of mine is all, let me explain. You know it’s also the 20^th Anniversary of the falling of the Berlin Wall, which got me to thinking about freedom, which got me also thinking to Yoani Sanchez, the Cuban blogger who got beat up by the Cuban police, which made reminded me of the Veterans Parade and the freedoms we have here in West Chester to post anything we want, which led me to today’s blog. See, when the Rite Aid corporation bought out the Eckerd Drug corporation, they obviously had a redundant presence on Gay Street. So when they consolidated their West Chester operations into the one on the first floor of the Greentree building, they abandoned the storefront across from the Post Office. This lead to one of those amazing happenstances in borough life, that of FREE PARKING. With the Mostellar garage a gravel pit now, can you imagine, a place where you can park, in the center of town, FOR FREE, without fear of being towed? Now I play by the rules, and I pay for parking as part of my rent with the Greentree Building, but I was always happy for those people who could park there whether it was for them to run errands, buy a stamp at the post office, or for a night out on the town.

That's my other Blue Scooter, the '98 Chevy Lumina. Yea I parked there, want to make something of it?

That’s why it kind of upset me to see them put up Jersey Barriers around the parking spaces. It’s like the forces at work here couldn’t live with the idea of not making any money off of the 10 or so spaces, so they just denied it to everyone simply because they could. I’m not sure who’s responsible for it, but this strongly worded Blog about it should shame them into removing those barriers, tearing down those walls, right? Right.....

Happy Thanksgiving y’all, if anybody knows where I can mooch an invitation to dinner, let me know! :)

Is it October already?

A few things. Hello all, I'm writing to you to what amounts to my living room, (since I really don't have one in my 1 man cell, er, I mean studio apartment in the Greentree building) other wise known as the Starbucks across the street. First, welcome everyone to the fall season, here in beautiful West Chester, as if on some pre agreed upon signal, some of the leaves on some of the trees begin to wimp out on life, turn yeller, and make their suicide leap to the ground. Like lemmings I's tells ya these leaves are...

Second, my scooter crossed over the 1000 mile mark of trouble free service. I took this very clever picture at the northern gate entrance to Everhardt park as it crossed 1000, as if to give the casual viewer the idea that through fortuitous circumstance and fate that it just happened to cross 1000 ever so randomly at that particular location, but of course the truth is that I circled the park several times during the last mile, 999.0 to make sure I ended up there when the numbers rolled over. Sorry for perpetrating such a heinous fraud upon my loyal readers, but, well, whatever!

Third, as if this humble blogger cannot be given an even bigger head, I got quite the compliment from Godfather of West Chester Blogging, WCJIM, otherwise known as West Chester University professor and city councilman Dr. Jim Jones. I like to call him Dr. Jones, because it sounds so Indiana Jones-ish. Anyway, to read his post about myself and other local area bloggers, click here.

Finally, with the fall weather upon us, it can only mean one thing. ROTORFEST. Now I've always been, and will continue to be, a fixed wing man, but I do have a fond memory of flying in a Bell 47 up and down Cocoa Beach for 4th of July, 1975, and then several years later in a UH-1P as a Civil Air Patrol Cadet at McDill AFB, 1983, and most recently last year flying side by side with my brother Joe right before he went to Afghanistan in a Hughes 500. So suffice to say, it's difficult for me to imagine under what circumstances I'd miss a chance to check out ROTORFEST when it comes to town. This year it was Lana's turn to ride in a Helicopter, and surprise, surprise, she enjoyed it. She managed to get some great shots of West Chester off in the distance, and those miserable McMansions that are a sadly ubiquitous in the suburbs, no offence to my readers who are rocking the McMansion lifestyle, more power to you, no seriously, you use up a disproportionate amount of power! :)

So, with October off to a high and mighty start, I find myself looking forward to the last 3 months of the year, what with the Halloween parade, Veterans Day Parade, and Christmas Parade all on the horizon. The twitter-verse is all a twitter with talk of a Guerrilla Drive-In float in the Halloween parade, and you just know that's going to be fun! Also, the Phillies are also in the playoffs, so let's hope they make it all the way to the fall classic, but let's hope we avoid last year's celebration in the borough, what with the flipped cars and the fires and whatnot...

Update: Red Baron Costume Photos Found!

Real quick, my brother Joe who walked off with the family photo albums when he left home at least scanned everything and sent me the only two photos of me in existence looking like a complete dork. (Ok, truth be told, there are tons of photos of me looking like a dork out there, who am I kidding?)

I don't remember being disappointed that I couldn't have a store bought costume, but I did want a more authentic flying helmet than a paper bag over my head and my dad's work goggles, but I have to admit, it worked!

I think in later years my mom would say that when she worked on it, my Dad thought it was a dumb idea, but when I was so happy with it, and that it won the most original prize, he shut up about it.

It's really no wonder I got all into Airplanes, why I got to fly as an Aircrewman in the Army, why I'm perennially getting my pilot's license. I didn't stand a chance...

West Chester Halloween Parade

Clearly, the Angel on this guy's shoulder is nowhere to be found.

Man did I luck out yesterday. I had to help staff a booth at a Job Fair at 30th Street Station yesterday, so I got to go straight home rather than stop by the office at the end of the day. That put me in West Chester long before the street closures associated with the big West Chester Halloween Parade last night. In years past I've been stuck in the office, and then when after a long day, when all I want to do is go home, I'd be flummoxed by detours and the almost impossible traffic and the lack of parking spaces left in the Mosteller Garage, "MY garage!"


The sudden influx of parents escorting their costumed kids, pushing strollers, giant SUV's in the parking garage used to tork me off, but no longer. I signed up for the "Connect CTY" service, a system where the borough can send you a recorded message to your phone, an email, and a Text Message to let you know of events in town and the street closures that go with it. Before I signed up for this, I would have to rely on me noticing those little white signs tied to the lamp posts around town saying that this was going to be a no parking zone on a certain date. Now, I can be completely oblivious to the world around me until I get a message from the Borough Manager himself, Ernie McNeely!


So, with plenty of time to get out of the my costume (a suit), I got to walk around the staging areas for the parade. I got to tell you, in a nutshell, the homemade costumes, will always be cooler than the store bought ones. Admittedly, there have been great advancements in store bought costumes since the ones that were available when I was a kid in the 1970's, you remember, a Batman costume would have a PICTURE of Batman on the front, and a plastic mask with the slits cut out for the eyes and mouth which if you'll ask Hank Venture, you couldn't stop yourself from sticking your tongue out of it, only to cut it, which of course was maddening.....

Something else that hasn't changed, little girls are usually very cute as princesses and fairies, while little boys continue to choose gore and violence as themes for costumes. Pirates, Cowboys, Horror characters, anything with blood, a gun, sword, or light saber. I was the Red Baron once, if I can find a photo of it I'll have to scan it and post it somewhere, my mom built an entire Fokker Dr.1 Triplane out of Chicken wire that I could actually put on to make it look like actually in the cockpit of the airplane while I walked around. I think I won a prize as "Most Original" at a Halloween parade in Canoga Park, California circa 1973. (Thanks Mom!)


All in all, it was a great evening, kids, families, the weather cooperated by not being too cold or any rain, just another reason why living in West Chester is so great. Next up, John Young's final Guerrilla Drive In for the season, Blues Traveler playing at Bam Margera's "The Note", the Veteran's Day Parade, and then the Christmas Parade.


Did I mention I like living here!