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POST-GAZETTE, MARCH 13, 2015 Page 9 Nanna -00Babb?]nonno Last week, I left off talking about a trip to Puerto Rico when I was a young man. The exact point was a beach that we were told was un- known to the tourists. We decided to go there and fol- lowed the directions given us by someone at the hotel. The beach was beautiful and the water was warm. I lathered myself with Bain de Soleil and worked on my tan. When we decided to try the tropical waters, we left our things on the blanket we had brought and splashed around in the surf. When we returned, we discovered that our radio was gone. It was only a cheap transistor pocket radio we had picked up in San Juan for 84.00. Just then, an old man ap- proached us holding our ra- dio. He said that he was the caretaker of the beach and didn't want any thieves to steal our possessions and handed us back the radio. With that he added that he had acquired quite a thirst guarding the radio and they sold beer at a small kiosk near the parking area. We took the hint and bought him a beer. It was only fifty cents and he was a nice little old man. He made me think of Babbononno. Twice more we headed for the water and twice more the radio was gone. Each time the old man had it and each time he had a thirst that only another beer could quench. It was quite a day. That night, we headed for El Convento, a hotel in Old San Juan that had been a convent from the time Puerto Rico had been a Spanish possession until the mid 20th century. We had heard that the food was great and they had a Fla- menco show second only to those in Spain. We were es- corted to a table in front of the stage and ordered drinks. The waiter brought us menus and verbally gave us the specials of the evening. Among them was paella valenciana, the national dish of Spain. I ordered for the table and began with a dish that looked like fried minnows on garlic bread. We all decided on the paella {pronounced pie-aye-yah) and awaited the dish. When it came, it arrived in what looked like a giant wok fdled with yellow rice covered with pieces of lobster, chicken, and fish. It also contained clams, quahogs, muscles, and sliced up peppers. The yellow color of the rice was due to saffron, the herb used to flavor the dish. Before eating, we squeezed green lemon on the concoction for added flavor and then be- gan to indulge. As side dishes, we ordered ripe plan- tains fried in olive oil and garlic, and salad. When it was time for dessert, We topped of the meal with dan, an egg custard soaked with burned caramel. The accompanying beverage was Puerto Rican coffee, similar to espresso. This was accompanied by snifters of by John Christoforo A Nostalgic Remembrance aged rum, their version of coffee and cognac. What helped us to digest were the Flamenco dancers. They rivaled any similar show found in Spain. This was an evening to remember. Later that evening, we headed back to the hotel sec- tion of the city and stopped in at Hernando's Hideaway, a night club where many of the local musicians could be found. We listened to salsa music until the wee hours of the morning, and before calling it quits for the night, we stopped in at a deli called The Red Rooster, a local hang out that was open all night. While sipping coffee, once again, we got into a con- versation with the people at the next table. One of the people at that table was ac- tor Dick Shawn, who was on the island playing a role in a film being shot there. We wound up heading to bed when the sun was coming up. We slept for a couple of hours, and after a breakfast of nothing more than black coffee, headed for the pool and Caribbean sunshine. Well, the end of the week finally rolled around and it was time to head home. I knew that I had to work the night we were to get in and slept on the plane. When we arrived at the airport, Sal and Tom, my partners in crime, had people waiting for them and I waited for Dad to pick me up. As I stood there wait- ing for my father, he drove by and kept on going. He came around again and I could see Mom in the co-pilot's seat and Babbononno in the back of Dad's car. Again, they drove by me without stopping. The third time, I walked in front of the car and Dad slammed on his brakes and stopped. I was so tanned they didn't rec- ognize me. I guess I didn't realize how much sun I had gotten. I don't burn even in the tropics. I just get darker and darker. Once we got home, I opened my suitcases and brought out the gifts I had picked Up for the family, Spanish perfume and soaps for Mom, and cigars and ex- otic liquors for Dad and Babbononno. They all were pleased. After relaxing for a couple of hours, I dressed in my tuxedo and headed out to play with the band that I had promised to work with that Sunday evening. One of the messages that had come in while I was away was from the manage- ment at the Charter House, a long gone hotel that was just after China Sails at the beginning of the Lynnway, where Revere and Lynn come together. They wanted me to audition for their cocktail lounge. The next day, I called a Mr. Newmark, the hotel's manager. He told me they were looking for a quiet jazz group, maybe just piano and bass to play on weekend nights. Later that week, I headed for the audi- tion with Tony Poto, a part- time pianist who was part of my trio all through college. Once at the hotel, I met the manager, Mr. Newmark and was told to set up in the hotel's lounge. Within a few minutes we were ready to show him what we could do and he arrived accompanied by another man and a woman. We played several songs from our repertoire, and when we finished, were told by the manager that we weren't what he was looking for. Just then, the other man asked if we knew a tune called, Joey. We knew it and Tony even sang the lyrics. Tears came to the woman's eyes and the man whispered in the ear of Mr. Newmark who then walked out of the audition. This man then in- troduced himself saying, "My name is Dante Mazzeri and I own the hotel." Pointing to the woman, he added, "My wife and I have a son named, Joey. You're hired. We talked over the terms and the salary and both as- pects were to my liking. I signed the contract and dis- cussed my still evident tan with both him and his wife. I had to re-arrange a few things, but at the end of the following week, we opened at the Charter House Hotel, and actually stayed there for a year. I let everybody in East Boston and the North End that I was friendly with, know where we were playing, and as a result, brought in my own crowd which helped business and made us look good. I think the proudest person who came to see us was Babbononno. GOD BLESS AMERICA LEGAL NOTICE Commonwealth of Massachusetts The Trial Court Probate and Family Court Middlesex Division 200 Cambridge Street Cambridge, MA 02141 (617) 7r-oo Docket No. MI15P0953EA Estate of LELIA E. JACKSON Also Known As LEUA ELIZA JACKSON Date of Death February 13, 2015 CITATION ON PETITION FOR FORMAL ADJUDICATION To all interested persons: A PeCdon has been filed by Sharon Osgood- Price of Roxbury, MA requesting that the Court enter a formal Decree and Order of testacy and for such other relief as requested in the Petition. And also requesting that Sharon Osgond-Pdce of Roxbury, MA be appointed as Personal Representative(s) of said estate to serve W Corporate Surety on the bond. You have the right to obtain a copy of the Petition from the Petitioner or at the Court. You have a right to object to this proceeding. To do so, you or your attorney must file a written appearance and objection at this Court before 10:00 a.m. on Apdl 2, 2015. This is NOT a hesdng data, but a deadline by which you must file a written appearance and objection if you object to this proceed- ing. If you fall to file a timely written appear- ance and objection followed by an Affidavit of Objections within thirty (30) days of the ratum date, action may be taken without farther notice to you. The estate is being administered under formal procedure by the Personal Represen- tative under the Massachusetts Uniform Pro- bate Code without supervision by the Court. Inventory and accounts are not required to be filed with the Court, but recipients are en- titled to notice regarding the administration from the Personal Representative and can petition the Court in any matter relating to the estate, including diatdbution of assets and expenses of administration. WITNESS, lION. EDWARD R DONNELLY, JR., Rrat Justice of this Court. Date: March 5, 2015 Tara E. DeCdstofaro, Register of Probate Run date: 3/13/15 News Briefs (Continued from Page 1} and calling it a public util- ity that needs to be account- able to government to pro- tect consumers. If this goes up to the courts, it is not a sure thing yet. The other day in the Wall Street Journal, Holman W. Jenkins, Jr., opined on the FCC ruling, "Generations of high school students have chuckled over a line in Henry George's 19 th century book Progress and Poverty, "If a man builds a ship we make him pay for his temerity, as though he had done an injury to the state; ff a railroad be opened, down comes the tax collector upon it, as though it were a public nuisance. That's the cable industry, which invested to create the nation's high-speed broad- band platform and now is being punished for it." Sometimes the best thing government can do is just get out of the way for our own good. Netanyahu Brings Down the House Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyah ad- dressed the U.S. House of Representatives on March 3 rd entering the chamber to a standing ovation. The place was packed with Re- publicans and Democrats alike. A number of Demo- crats boycotted the speech like good little Democrats following orders from on high. The speech was well re- ceived and it was good to hear a world leader acting like a real leader. The prime minister was right on tar- get in regards to the threat that Iran presents to the world. His criticism of the deal being put together by the Obama White House and Iran seems both reasonable and logical. Too often liberals in this country seem to forget that while Iran could be a threat to our security, Iran is viewed by Prime Minister Netanyah as an existential threat to Israel's survival. Remember, the United States is three thousand miles wide while Israel is only eight miles wide. Israel and the U.S. have been great allies. The prime minister was invited by Speaker John Boehner to address Congress on Israel's concerns about any pact be- tween Iran and America and how it might impact the very survival of the State of Israel. The speech was good and Democrats looked foolish boycotting this historic event. Why were so many Democrats afraid to hear the views of Israel over a pact that President Obama is seeking? Shouldn't Dem- ocrats hear both sides of the discussion instead of block- ing their ears and closing their eyes to Netanyah's assessment of the situation at hand? The Canaries are Singing over at MSNBC Canaries are used by coal miners to make sure the mine isn't deadly. If the ca- naries drop dead, the min- ers run out of the mine. To- day, looking at the ratings over at MSNBC, the num- bers (or ratings} are falling into a deadly mine and the on-air talking heads are starting to wheeze on air. 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