A reprise, originally posted on June 10, 2021, to honor the best of RFH prom times during prom season …
The colors were deeper, the hair was higher and hemlines, too. The top song was George Michael’s Faith. The year was 1988 and the pre-prom scene for RFHers was the same, yet different.
I could still see him. I believe everyone could. He was standing right up front in the far corner of the packed room. He could see it all from there. And, boy, was he smiling. Head tilted back a bit, to take it all in as best he could, his iconic smile spoke a thousand “How lucky we were” words. The rapturous sigh that emanated from his grin filled the room with his legacy of home-grown love.
I could see him add a wink this time as he read the room. The room, in a still-the-same Columbus Club corner nook on the street where we kids biked down the hill to school, was packed with those kids from his Fair Haven childhood.
Continue reading Celebrating Frankie’s Fair Haven Legacy of Luck and Smiles“I am well aware of the toil and blood and treasure, that it will cost us to maintain this Declaration, and support and defend these states. Yet through all the gloom, I can see the rays of ravishing light and glory. I can see that the end is worth more than all the means; and that posterity will triumph in that day’s transaction, even although we should regret it.” ~ John Adams in a letter to his wife Abigail, July 3, 1776.
They planted themselves at Fair Haven Fields on Sunday for the sake of a symbolic dedication of the rooting of 250 years of strength and independence in one tree dubbed The Liberty Tree.
Sometimes, being benched is a good thing. It’s springtime and the livin’ is downright summery these days. So, being benched with a Navesink River view at the Fair Haven Dock is just what the winter-weary doctor ordered for perennial river-time seekers.
There’s nothing quite like a spring swing.
OK, so this may have been summer. The shorts tell all — sort of. But the beautiful simplicity of a plain ol’ spring swing just suits a summery hot spring day like today perfectly.
Sometimes when spring has sprung and the sun is gone for a day, you have to search doggedly for that sign that the blooms haven’t gone bust.
Ohhhh, spring is starting to sprout a bit. The temperature is rising and all is good. Spring fever has kicked in. The fever is downright piping hot and spreading for many. And there’s nothing like a spring bike ride to kick daydreams of the season into full-swing gear.
It was all about raising funds, having fun and fostering connections via an iconic Rumson spot and chef in the name of childhood cancer support.
You could say they got the fever — spring fever … for a fling … or going steady … or something.
A reprise of a very popular Retro Pic of the (George) Day that pays homage to spring — RFH style … Now where were these RFHers? Word has it that they were far off campus …
Spring has truly sprung. In fact it’s bloomin’ bouncing into seasonal warmth lately, save for a few bad days.
Some bunny’s full of Peeps! Not a peep about any golden egg, either!
Well, it’s that “eggcellent” season for the classic Easter egg hunt. There have been many over the years and recently in the R-FH area. And there are bound to be more today, Easter, in many a back yard.
Ahhhhh, the Easter Bunny … the tradition, the joy, the mystery, and, yes, the horror.
There’s a lot more to the symbolically giant fluffy rodent with cartoon eyes in a fixed freaky stare and a head the size of one of the small children he visits on Easter. For instance, his head pops off. It’s also a sweaty death trap. Those are facts, people. I know. I was the Easter Bunny quite a few times.
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