Early Thursday

Last night's WCS Soccer Scores:
GIRLS
Sauquoit 0
Waterville 0

BOYS
Waterville 5
Canastota 0
- and have another game scheduled for this evening at 7:00 at Sherburne-Earlville.

It's a balmy 57 degrees, out, but here's a "first" for the season: go to the Weather Channel and check out "Stormwatch!"



It rained a little bit, overnight, but the worst part of this morning is that at 6:30 it's still DARK! (Remember those summer mornings when I'd write that "TIOGA began paving operations at 6:00!")

I had a nice note from David Desany, who grew up down here in "the Hollow." He's lived in Florida for about ten years, now, and besides reading online news from MSNBC, keeps daily track of doings here in Waterville - especially the weather! - on the blog!
Thanks loads for writing, Dave!

First Order of theDay: RECYCLABLES! (Tomorrow's Garbage, Saturday is the Brothertown Music Boosters Bottle Drive and on Sunday from 2:00 - 4:00 you can go to the Post Office for help acquiring a PASSPORT.)

Second Order of the Day - at least for the blogger: go uptown and take pictures of bright white crosswalks and the front of the Hotel, where Mr. Hudson is building a porch (or veranda?)

We spent yesterday most pleasurably, wallowing in History! When most genealogists come to town looking for their "roots," they expect the historians to do all the digging for them for them while they stand back and watch, but not so in this instance: Ms. Linda Harer and her parents, all from Seattle, Washington, flew 'cross-country late Monday night, drove immediately Northward, and at around 9:00, yesterday morning, began sharing story-after-story about life in Waterville during the "golden years" as had been passed down to them by descendants of Horace P. Bigelow - whose home they toured at #146 Stafford Avenue - and all the Terry's, Putnams, Mayers and Osborns.



Joining the quintet was Ms. Lois Newsom whose late father, E. Deland Battles, M.D., had known the Bigelows and played croquet on the back lawn of #146. What was once the Bigelow Barn is now Ms. Newsom's beautifully renovated - and not at all barnlike - home. Ms. Harer scampered around the center of town taking pictures of all the buildings they'd never seen but had heard about for years, and the story-swapping continued at Michael's where it was proven that: if Mr. R.F. Brown knows where all the gravestones in our cemeteries are located, Ms. Newsom knows where all of the most surprising skeletons of scandals are buried!

(Must have lunch with her again!)