Okay, perhaps it was only my home for 4 years -- starting almost 18 years ago -- but it feels like coming home.
Today we visited my alma mater, the beloved Tufts University...
I lived far longer in Green Bay than I ever did in on the border between Medford and Somerville (where Tufts is located, outside of Boston), but I don't think you ever know a place as well as where you spent the first four years of your adult life.
While it was only four years, it was an intense experience limited to a relatively small geographic area. We were all amazed at how much I could recall at so many different spots on the campus even though I had not walked those halls for almost 14 years.
Many things remained just the same.
The roof of the library is still covered in part with grass, and continues to present a beautiful view of Boston in the distance...
Okay, Alyssa, Cari and my mom might have thought it more beautiful if this New England winter hadn't reared its ugly head in early Spring.
The mascot of Tufts University is Jumbo the elephant -- made famous by the circus man P.T. Barnum.
Barnum was a benefactor and one of the original Trustees of Tufts. He donated the stuffed carcass of the original Jumbo the Elephant to form the basis of a natural history museum at Tufts. Eventually, the museum was converted to Barnum Hall and Jumbo was destroyed in a fire. However, recently a tribute to our mascot was erected outside of Barnum Hall...
Across the way is the infamous West Hall...
During my days, West was known for two things.
The best 'round the world party of the year and the naked quad run.
The 'round the world party was a big event in which various dorm rooms would host a different drink throughout the building. As you worked your way around West Hall, you, well, had lots of fun.
The naked quad run is when the coed residents of West Hall would strip down and run naked around the quad.
Amazingly enough, the residents of West Hall didn't have to make their way 'round the world to work up the courage to do the naked quad run. They somehow found the enthusiasm to do these things on different days.
I told you it was infamous -- at least in my day.
And it seems that the tradition of painting the canon, which started long before I got to Tufts, still is alive and well...
Yes, the canon has been painted to announce so many causes and events that the bottom parts are caked in dripping paint.
Sometimes it was even painted more than once in an evening. Apparently Tufts is a place of over-achievers.
We visited the bookstore to pick up some Tufts paraphenalia, and it was good to see that the two most common organized distractions to our education have been embraced by the bookstore...
Frisbee and whiffle ball.
I ignored many an assignment for the imperatives of frisbee and whiffle ball.
Of course, I wasn't a natural frisbee player so in my day, I had to pratice, practice and practice again.
Where, you ask, did I do all that practicing?
Well, look at the top of this fire escape...
This is Curtis Hall, the entire third floor of which is home to the mighty WMFO -- 91.5 fm.
The picture is of the side of the building and the fire escape, but it was from that top landing that many a horrible old fashioned vinyl record met its untimely demise.
Okay, more simply, it was from here that we would fling the recordings of New Kids on the Block, Menudo, Tiffany, and countless other really, really cheesy acts (they are so bad, that I can't even bring myself to call them "musicians" or "bands"). There is a railroad track immediately behind the building and it brought me great joy to toss these vinyl records and watch them get run over by the next passing train.
During my day, I served as General Manager of this student/community radio station. Amazingly, some guy who collects bumper stickers has posted one from my days at the station on the internet. I liberated it and repost it below for your viewing pleasure...
Hey, we were radio guys, not graphic design majors.
Of course, some things had to have changed.
During my first week on campus, I found a job working at After Hours, the campus convenience store. I worked there in varying capacities all through my four years on college.
The ice cream parlor -- Jumbo Scoops -- was merged into Afterhours and it is now Jumbo Express...
And like so many other institutions of higher learning, technology has taken over.
When I arrived in Boston 18 years ago, I immediately went out and bought a Smith Corona typewriter. I thought it was the greatest thing because it had correcting tape and it would allow me to delete any letter on the current line -- as long as I deleted it before moving on to the next line.
Today, the whole campus is wired, laptops are everywhere, and even plasma screens can be found in the campus center announcing activities...
The big red object on the right side of the above picture is an automated DVD rental machine.
Long gone are the days of video.
In fact, the video store next to campus has been replaced by a Dunkin' Donuts...
Alright, I admit it. I do consider replacing the video store with a Dunkin' Donuts real progress.
Thankfully, as you can see in the picture above, Nicks is still thriving.
Here's my mom partaking of my two favorite sandwiches in the world...
Hot pastrami on the right. Very, very good.
But nothing beats the veal parmigiana sub, light on the sauce, heavy on the mozzarella.
Of course, after that stroll down memory lane, we needed to buy some Tufts junk to take home with us...
I guess the $80,000 we handed over some 14 years ago in loans and payments wasn't quite enough money to leave behind.
Even Alyssa got in the act, picking out a sweatshirt for herself...
At our expense, of course.
Oh yeah. I almost forgot.
Cari took these pictures and told me that if I didn't put them up, well, then I would be sleeping on the floor of our hotel room.
I knew after we married I'd still be getting the last word. Only I didn't know that the last word would always be, "Yes, dear."
Here's the real reason we are visiting Boston and Tufts...
Here I am spouting off some nonsense to the gathering of Tufts alumni at dinner...
And this is the medallian and other paraphenalia that they presented to the night's honorees...
It was a nice dinner, but too bad they didn't have Nicks cater it. Veal parmigiana subs. Mmmmm.
I gotta get back over there at least once more before we leave.
Tomorrow, Bunker Hill and the People's Republic of Cambridge.
Ta ta for now...
When you think music and Loggins, you think Kenny.
But what about his cousin Dave? Okay, maybe he didn't have many hits, but his song will forever be linked to great city of Boston. He said, "please come to Boston in the springtime..."
So we did.
Earlier today, our oldest daughter Alyssa and my mother Betty flew with me to visit beantown. Cari remained behind in Las Vegas until her parents arrived to watch our five younger kids and she will join us tomorrow.
But we arrived earlier this evening, and since it's three hours earlier in the pacific time zone, we did need to do some exploring.
We're staying at the Marriott Long Wharf, right on Boston Harbor, a block or so away from the famous Faneuil Hall...
Faneuil Hall has served as a marketplace and a meeting hall since 1742.
Now in Las Vegas we live in a neighborhood which is considered "old" because the subdivision was built 5 years ago. So 1742 is, well, like a little bit older than that.
Faneuil Hall was once a place where "inspiring speeches by Samuel Adams and other patriots were given that eventually led to independence from the British."
Personally, I think old Sammy boy was just handing out some of his beer and that's what led to the Boston Tea Party just two blocks down the road.
Today, Faneuil Hall and Quincy Market are home to a mix of shops, restaurants, bars and food stands. I went to college at Tufts University outside of Boston and spent many an evening playing down here at the shops, restaurants and food stands.
Never the bars, of course. (Hey, I have six kids, four of whom are now old enough to read this!)
We had to stop at the soup counter and fill up a bread bowl of "chowda"...
The sad part is that when I was younger, it would have been filled with lobster bisque or real clam chowder.
Today, shellfish gives me gout so corn chowder it was.
My mom seemed to enjoy it, though...
And Alyssa loved the enormous bread bowl (which she ate, of course, not me)...
We walked around a bit and passed all of the many outdoor food carts filled with sizzling Italian sausage and loads of peppers and onions.
Of course, Alyssa just couldn't help herself...
And she wasn't just holding that for me, either.
In my younger college days Faneuil Hall was part of my regular stomping grounds. And like me, my mom and Alyssa had to pose with Samuel Adams...
Although I think they must have changed the statue of Samuel Adams.
When I was in college hanging out near Faneuil Hall, it looked like this...
Tomorrow, a visit to Tufts, my alma mater.
A football game. A new restaurant. A dip in the pool. A birthday.
Such is a typical day in the Bicoy household.
The day began with yet another football game for Bretty's team, the Bobcats.
Unfortunately, they were playing the best team in the league, the Desert Heat. Here's our boy lining up (number 22)...
He did his part and played well...
On this play below, he even helped spring their running back to a touchdown and a (albeit brief) 7 to 6 lead...
The Desert Heat consits entirely of 8 year-olds who have been playing together for 2 to 3 years already. Our beloved Bobcats are ages 6 to 8 and this is their first season together.
The Bobcats just couldn't keep up...
But that didn't stop us from cheering on our boys.
Here is Cari next to her friend Angela...
Angela's half Filipino. Apparently my wife is a Filipino groupie. She just gravitates to us.
Must be the pheromones.
David was the only of our other children to join us for today's showdown in the desert.
He was totally enthralled and couldn't take his eyes of the game...
Actually, we're pretty sure David came along because we normally head out for brunch after Bretty's games.
Today is David's birthday so we thought we'd try something new.
So we visited Hash House A Go Go.
Yes, that is really it's name.
You've never seen so much food on a plate in your life.
Here are the boys cheeseburgers -- and remember, these are kids portions...
The adult meals are just, well, to borrow a word from our three year old daughter, the plates are just gianormous.
Here are Cari's eggs, potatoes, and apple cinnamon pancake...
See, "gianormous" is exactly the right word!
David really wanted to go swimming on his 9th birthday, and since spring has sprung in Las Vegas, we thought we'd take advantage of the 75 degree weather.
We turned on the pool's heater and even though it was warm outside, we made the pool into a bathtub. We heated it to 90 degrees which is a good thing because Kekoa is really, really skinny...
Cari and the little girls loved it as well...
Here are Bretty and David showing off their best canonball...
Alyssa got in the pool as well but wouldn't let us take her picture.
This is the first time we've used the pool in the last four months because of the cooler weather of the desert winter.
Alyssa wore the bottom of her old bathing suit but had to wear the top of one of Cari's old suits. It appears that Alyssa's, well, you know, kinda blossomed, I guess, over winter and, um, couldn't squeeze, uh, into her old, well, bathing suit top.
Okay. Next subject.
Today is David's birthday, so we had to celebrate.
In the Bicoy fashion, the birthday boy or girl chooses their meal and type of cake.
David selected a chocolate birthday pie...
Here are all the kids singing "Happy Birthday" to David. Naturally, Bretty has to make a face and Kekoa can't stop thinking about the pie...
David has become quite an avid reader and has been placed in an accelerated reading group at school. He is only in 3rd grade but is reading at a 7th grade level. He is by far the most naturally athletic of our children, but his nose is always buried into a book. Cool, huh?
He's currently working his way through the "Harry Potter" series, but I decided it was time to introduce him to the greatest book of my youth...
"The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" by the late Douglas Adams.
Not the crappy movie, but the remarkably funny book. I got my version as a boy travelling with my parents through Europe. It was the British version complete with their silly spelling (hey, we rescued their rear end in WWII so they should adopt our spelling!). My copy sits on my bookshelf today. I even have a birthday card autographed by Douglas Adams courtesy of Matt Shepard, my roommate from my old days at Tufts University.
So rather than give David my old copy, I wanted him to have one of his own.
It makes you remember how old you're getting when you're buying the books you loved in your younger days for your own children!
Anyway, while he reads at a 7th grade level, he's still just 9 and loves his toys. His brothers and sisters bought a cool lightsaber for him. Here he is in the dark with his newest toy...
We also got him a book of ridiculous inventions. David loves to dream up new ideas and sketch out inventions of his own.
Here's my favorite idea from David's new book...
It's a grid on the back of the shirt so you can call out the specific spot you want scratched.
I gotta get me one of these. I could tell Cari where to scratch with pinpoint accuracy. I'm sure she'd love that!
We finally received our jerseys!
In the tradition of over-exuberant parents everywhere, Cari and I ordered customized Bobcats jerseys to match that of our son Bretty...
Of course, you can see from the sidelines of today's game that so did pretty much everyone else (Cari is holding Malia on the far left of the photo below)...
This saturday the entire family got together to cheer on Bretty and the Bobcats. Alyssa and David were gabbing on the sidelines...
Look at the picture below and you'll see our 15 year old daughter drinking a cup of coffee. Naturally it can't be a 75 cent cup from McDonalds. No, it has to be a marble mocha macchiato venti from Starbucks.
I believe there is something about paying $4.85 for a cup of coffee as one of the signs of the end of the world. I'm sure I heard Pat Robertson saying that this is God's way of punishing Democrats or something.
Anyway, I'd tell Alyssa to stop drinking it because the caffeine might stunt her growth, but she's already 5'7" and taller than Cari so it seems kind of silly.
David thought he'd inspect Alyssa's drink...
But the thought of coffee turned him off pretty quick.
Then Kekoa wanted to sniff it...
He thought the stuff was gross!
Thank goodness or I'd be paying more for coffee than I paid for their lunch. Seriously, their kiddie meals of cheeseburgers and chicken finger meals at the restaurant only cost $4.50!
Well, on to the game. Today our beloved Bobcats took on the Packers.
Last week, the Bobcats lost their first game. In the last minute of the 4th quarter the Bobcats had just scored to take the lead. But during the ensuing kickoff, their opponents ran back the ball for a touchdown.
Our boys were crushed.
Unfortunately for the Packers, the Bobcats were going to come back this week and do some crushing of their own.
Here is the offensive line ready to bull over anyone standing in their way. Bretty is in the middle...
Below, Bretty, number 22, is pushing around a defensive lineman...
On a play late in the 4th quarter of today's game, Bretty manhandled his guy which helped create the hole to spring their running back for a touchdown...
Just like their real NFL namesake of last season, these Packers never had a chance.
Bobcats 28. Packers 0.
To celebrate, we headed off for lunch...
In particular, Malia's excitement over the win was palpable...
Here's Bretty and his proud papa...
The Bobcats are 3-1 halfway through the season.
Next week, our Bobcats take on the Heat -- the toughest team in the league. Keep your fingers crossed!
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