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The boys and I went sledding at Chestnut Ridge Park yesterday, where we saw a sign that says the toboggan chutes are opening soon. I read in today’s paper (well, I read it on the newspaper’s web site) that the toboggan chutes will be open next week. I can’t wait to take the boys on that ride!

I was surprised to learn that the toboggan chutes have been closed for four years. It has been that long since we were there last? I am pretty sure my oldest son went down the chute with me, but that would have been five winters ago, and I am pretty sure he was too young back then.

Sledding with the boys is a lot of fun. I’m still young enough to go with them, and they’re not old to want to go without me, so it works out great. We crashed a few times (that’s part of the fun), and I managed to avoid landing on my bad shoulder. You know you’re old when you are thinking, as you fall from your sled, ‘I need to make sure I don’t land on my bad shoulder.’

We were dressed for cold and wind. My face mask stayed put, but the boys were wearing a different style of face mask, with a larger opening for the face, instead of the eye- and mouth-holes my hat has. They didn’t look scary at all.

Sledding at Chestnut Ridge Park reminds me of the sledding hill where we went when I was a kid. We used to walk through several fields and hedgerows to get to the back fairway of the golf course, then walk through half the golf course to the hill. It seemed like miles. But the hill was so huge it was worth it. The boys asked me if the hill at the golf course was bigger than the hill at Chestnut Ridge, but I wasn’t sure. I haven’t been past that hill in many years, and I know that our memories of things from our childhood always make things seem larger than they are.

To shoot the video below, I held my camera phone in my right hand, leaving only my left hand to hold on to the sled. The problem I had with only one hand on the sled was NOT that I almost fell out of the sled, but that I couldn’t steer. As I went down the hill, I had to steer by dragging my feet in the snow to avoid running over other sledders.

At least I didn’t drop the phone in the snow.

Instead of making resolutions, I’m writing down plans…well, not plans exactly, but stuff that I want to do.

I think most of these ideas are feasible. What do you think?

1. Finish the house we started in 2009. I’d like to incorporate green technology, but we’ll see.
2. Get back to running my favorite seasonal business, The Buffalo Bike Taxi Co.
3. Go to more pro baseball games than we did in 2009. I’d like to see my first major league game. In Toronto. I know what you’re saying…someone my age has never seen the MLB in person? Nope.
4. This one is related to #2 above. I will lose a little weight and continue to improve my cardiovascular health. Riding The Buffalo Bike Taxi Co, it would be nearly impossible to gain weight.
5. Do more writing, even if it just more-frequent posts on this blog. I do want to get back to real writing, though.
6. I’d like to learn to speak another language. I studied French in high school and college, so I remember some of that, but “Quiero aprender a hablar español de este año.” (Without having to use Google Translate.)
7. I have a bunch of audio cassettes that I want to convert into digital files, so that I can actually listen to that music. (Younger readers may want to ask their parents if they have any audio cassettes in the basement that they could look at.)
8. I say this every year, but this year is different (partly because of the divorce). I want to spend more time with old friends. I have not ever visited my friends Jesse, Rich, Craig, or Greg at their houses.
9. I’d like to buy an electric car. A Tesla Roadster would be nice, but I would “settle” for a a hybrid Fusion.
10. We live near a lot of water, so I’d like to make sure we get the canoe wet a lot this summer. The Buffalo River is a lot more scenic than you’d expect.
11. Another thing I’ve wanted to do for years, but somehow haven’t found the time to do, is ride my bicycle across New York State. The Erie Canal is a great way to go.
12. I want to take the boys camping, somewhere that they’ll never forget. I think the Adirondacks would be great.
13. We’ve been attending church more regularly, but this year, I would like to make it such a standard part of our life that the boys don’t resist going, when they are at my house on a Sunday. But here’s a problem I haven’t figured out how to resolve: I like three different churches, but I can’t go to all three on the same Sunday morning. Ultimately, I think it will be better if I am more actively involved with one of those three churches, doing things besides just attending morning church services.
14. Many of these things can be done, and some should be done, with family. Baseball, bicycling, and church, for example. This year, I would like to have time to visit my family members at their houses, but also to make the house we’re working on large enough for everyone to gather here for Thanksgiving or Christmas.

What about you? Will you be doing any of these activities?

Normally about this time of year, I’ve already brought the bike taxi out of its winter hibernation, dusted it off, checked the brakes, tires, axles and everything, and brought it downtown to give people rides, but so far this year, I haven’t done that. NOT having a Sabres post-season (AGAIN!) has a little to do with that, but in general, I feel like April FLEW by this year.

At least we made it to one Bisons game so far, which last year… I hate to admit it!… but we didn’t get to a game all summer! And yes, it was a beautiful day, and despite the sunburn I got on my arms, my new tattoos, and my knees, and despite the Bisons LOST again! we had a great day.

I’d like to make it to at least one game every month this summer, but you know how it goes, when you’ve got your work schedule, the boys both have different baseball schedules, etc., it makes it hard. Plus we need to plan in a weekend to visit my parents out-of-state, go see my brother, my older sister, and my younger sister, none of whom have the common sense or kindness to move to Buffalo so that I don’t have to do all that driving!

Here comes May!

Father and Son Monopoly

Here’s the game of Monopoly my son and I were playing last night. I took this photo when it was time for him to go to bed–we weren’t done playing, so instead of leaving the gameboard on the floor, I snapped this picture to show where our playing pieces were and where the houses had been built on our properties. I used the camera’s photo-editing feature to add the text to note how much money was on Free Parking.

I told my son how we used to save games by writing down all the details of the game, including how much money each player has, what properties they own, how many houses or hotels were built on each property, and where their playing pieces were. I said I wished I had a digital camera back then.

Kodak Instamatic Camera

And then I thought, back when I was his age, I had my own camera. It was a Kodak camera that took used actual film, and even though film was cheap enough for a kid my age to buy with his allowance, developing it took a little more money, and it took time, because where I lived, we had to mail out our film and wait for it to be developed and the prints mailed back to us.

Now, I have a digital camera and video recorder built into my phone, and I will probably never print 99% of the photos I shoot with it. I email them to myself, mostly, and sometimes I post them, or just email them to someone else. The video recordings I make with it are even less-likely to see the light of day, because the sound quality is annoyingly rough.

I titled this post “a boy becomes a man” because I was thinking, when my son asked me to play Monopoly with him, that we haven’t played Monopoly together yet. I doubted him when he said he knew how to play, but he assured me that the day before, he had played with his grandmother.

We played the game and had fun. I bought every property I landed on until I ran out of cash, and he did likewise. When it was possible to make a deal to get a monopoly, I offered him two properties in exchange for one of his, which gave us both a monopoly (and gave him an additional railroad).

This is a milestone in a boy’s life. (I’m sure it is for a girl’s life, too, don’t assume I’m sexist, but I happen to have been a boy when I was younger, and I don’t have a daughter.) Games like this are opportunities for a boy to challenge his dad, the way I did when I played Monopoly with my dad, and sometimes win.

But I assure you, when we resume this game, I have no intention of letting him win.