It's Monday, and I'll Throwback if I Want to

I've been gathering photos of my late sister to update the memorial page I did for her. This one was part of an article published in the Woonsocket Call when my sister was a recipient of My One Wish. I'm in the picture, and the haircut I'm sporting proves that I'm losing my hair because I never really deserved it.

My Dad

A French Connection on the Polish American Club's team.

A Facebook friend who is a member of a Facebook group based on my hometown turned my attention to this newspaper clipping of My Dad in a group shot with his Bellingham softball team. Some of my earliest memories are of watching him play on the field.

One More For The Nostalgia File

This one has been on the top of my bookshelves for years. It's from my first waitering job at Milano's Italian Kitchen, once on the corner of Berkley and Newbury in Boston. Bottles such as this one were filled with a table wine, Robert Mondavi Chianti, and carried around by us to each table we greeted. We were supposed to offer this wine to all guests as part of Italian tradition. Nearly all the waiters hated touting a wine that only cost $4 per glass and found ways to avoid it. I, on the other hand, enthusiastically touted the wine all the time, once bragging (*cough*) that I sold as much as $1000 worth of it. Even if it was true, who cares?

I took this a souvenir before I left for Legal Seafood. I think I got this one before it was ever used, but I swear it still holds the souls of past co-workers.

One For The Nostalgia File

A while ago I started posting old photos and other gems on my Facebook and MySpace pages. I figured I should post a few here on what's my "main" blog.

A little back story for the drawing above. Back in 1993, while at the Framingham State College newspaper The Gatepost, I was voted in as Comics Editor after losing out on both Living/Arts Editor positions. With this "Fuck You Hope You Quit" consolation prize, I created in those pages my own little playground that made me happier the more certain editors hated it.

I even pulled a Stan Lee and created a column, "The Box." My "Stan's Soapbox," if you will. I even got a non-student cartoonist, Andy Sawyer, to draw a caricature of me for the bottom of the column. I liked it so much, I accepted the two strips he had submitted to me and other newspapers in the mail. I even got him a position in the staff box (which rankled certain editors even more, for what reason I'll never figure out but will continually mock them for).

I've wanted to get back in touch with Andy for a while. Maybe posting this drawing and posting his name will help something happen through the magic of self-Googling.