A TREE STANDS IN HUNTINGTON

cheffo tree .....2005

well the tree is standing tall and true....... putting up a tree reminds of holidays in the cheffo home when we were kids..my dad was a man of few words( except when his mets were on) but around the holidays when my mom was out shopping he would gather his three sons on the couch and tell stories of his youth...stories of the family farm) still exists to this day..of brooklyn in the early days.. turns out my dad was pretty good with his dukes i am told and used to box a little and word is he never lost a fight ( the fighting must have skipped us brothers because i think between the three of us you couldn't put one good fight together).....I tried to follow the story tradition and did manage a few good years with telling stories to my kids on the couch...but i tell ya...the pace we live today the toughest thing to do is get them to sit still for ten minutes let alone a half hour....don't get me wrong...5 minutes with my kids is enough to carry me through the day...they are really a blast to be around and they still laugh at the jokes their old man says....and are never ashamed to be around me...i love the fact they beat to their own drum....maybe i will sit them down this week and continue the stories of my youth ...growin up in the the greatest city in the world..... good ol brooklyn usa.......(well maybe not all the stories of my youth) ..after all they still are just my babies......kids if your reading this...meet you guys on the couch...one one of these nights.......one of these crazy old nights

two more days and i turn into "chemo-sabi" again...it has been a nice little break

tom " i put the brook in brooklyn" cheffo ..........only 4 more days mrs clause...get the sled ready for santa