Photo by Edward Kasinec
Photo by Ed Lannert
Photo by Jane Hart
Photo by Lynn Brady
Photo by Maria Harris
Photo by Maria Harris
Photo by Lynn Brady
1. I once worked at a cheap pizza shop to get by. I kneaded the dough.
2. My friends and I have named our band “Duvet.” It’s a cover band.
3. I lost my girlfriend’s audiobook, and now I’ll never hear the end of it.
4. Why is “dark” spelled with a k and not c? Because you can’t see in the dark.
5. Why is it unwise to share your secrets with a clock? Well, time will tell.
6. When I told my contractor I didn’t want carpeted steps, they gave me a blank stare.
7. Bono and The Edge walk into a Dublin bar and the bartender says, “Oh no, not U2 again.”
8. Prison is just one word to you, but for some people, it’s a whole sentence.
9. Scientists got together to study the effects of alcohol on a person’s walk, and the result was staggering.
10. I’m trying to organize a hide and seek tournament, but good players are really hard to find.
11. I got over my addiction to chocolate, marshmallows, and nuts. I won’t lie, it was a rocky road.
Contributed by Don Butt
Arriving at Kendal: Four of the five Democrats running to win the June 23 Primary for New York 17th District’s seat in the House of Representatives. Why? To provide us with their thoughts and platforms on the issues of the day. Hildegarde Gray moderated. The candidates did not hesitate to speak their minds. A riveting evening!
From left to right: Mike Sacks, Beth Davidson, Effie Phillips-Staley, Cait Conley.
Photo by Harry Bloomfeld
Entrance through those double doors to your right
Here it is! And there are the doors to the terrace.
And that’s where the fireplace goes
From the Office of Ellen Ottstadt
“Can you imagine, wending your way through a spacious food market without having to carry a cumbersome shopping basket on your arm?” Sylvan Goldman, through a Standard Stores advertisement, asked readers of the Oklahoma City Advertiser that very question this day in 1937, inviting them to try the new shopping carts (“the latest device conceived by the mind of man”) and experience a new way to “shop with an ease never before known” in his supermarkets.
Goldman, the son of Jewish immigrants, learned the grocery trade from his father and uncles who owned stores in Tulsa. He and his brother eventually owned their own stores in the Standard Food Market and Humpty Dumpty supermarket chains, where necessity collided with Goldman’s ingenuity.
In 1937, in the midst of the Great Depression and the Dust Bowl, Goldman needed a way to boost his stores’ sales. He noticed that once shoppers filled their arms or a handheld basket, they stopped shopping. So one night, assisted by a mechanic friend, Goldman fused together a folding chair, a platform, two baskets, and four wheels, and voilà!—capacity doubled and shoppers had a free arm for more groceries.
Goldman’s invention arrived at a moment brimming with technological innovation, cultural change, and great opportunity: Supermarkets were booming. Refrigeration let stores stock more food, the rise in American car culture let shoppers haul more home, and home refrigeration and freezers allowed Americans to keep their purchases fresh longer. Convinced he had a winner, Goldman submitted a patent application for a “combination basket and carriage”—the first patented shopping cart—a month before debuting it in his stores.
Alas, customers were initially doubtful. Women already pushed carts around (albeit ones with babies in them) and were tired of doing so, and male shoppers thought the cart made them look effeminate. Goldman was confident shoppers just needed convincing (and a smidge of peer pressure), so he hired attractive models, both male and female, to push his carts around his stores. The gimmick worked: The shopping cart was a success. The first national convention of the Super Market Institute was held in September 1937, and there Goldman’s Folding Basket Carrier Corporation shared Goldman’s innovation with the nation, and grocery shopping was revolutionized.
Source: Britannica Today in History, Britannica.com
The Hacklefords both loved arugula-flavored bubblegum
Small as it was, Richie’s was the place to be
Unable to select a shelter pet, Steele came home with five
Clelia’s new home hair dye was a disappointment
The kids enjoyed helping Aunt Prudence with her Tai Chi
Art and photos by Jane Hart
Photos by Carolyn Reiss
Remains of an Era
Photos by Edward Kasinec
A Hudson Greenscape, by Edward Kasinec
A Hudson Waterscape, by Ed Lannert
Recently, Sheila Darnborough, Maureen Marwick, and Amanda Slattery visited Il Magazzino and, following lunch, enjoyed exploring works by Piero Manzoni and Yoichi Ohira.
1. Dad, are we pyromaniacs? Yes, we arson.
2. What do you call a pig with laryngitis? Disgruntled.
3. Writing my name in cursive is my signature move.
4. Why do bees stay in their hives during winter? Swarm.
5. If you’re bad at haggling, you’ll end up paying the price.
6. Just so everyone’s clear, I’m going to put my glasses on.
7. A commander walks into a bar and orders everyone around.
8. I lost my job as a stage designer. I left without making a scene.
9. Never buy flowers from a monk. Only you can prevent florist friars.
10. How much did the pirate pay to get his ears pierced? A buccaneer.
Contributed by Don Butt
To Be Continued
The poet Joyce Kilmer wrote in 1913 “ . . . only God can make a tree.” That may be so, but turns out one man can make a giraffe. And he lives here at Kendal (the man, not the giraffe).
As reported April 20, 2026, Philip Monteleoni has been working on giraffe construction for a while. At that point, he had a mock-up:
And, now, in Sante Fe (where Philip’s client lives), there is a Monteleoni-designed and executed (no giraffe’s were harmed for this project) full-sized giraffe. Because who doesn’t want a giraffe in his front yard?
Name and sex of the giraffe yet to be announced.
On a recent visit to the Ossining Starbucks, we discovered a miracle: something useful for free! Starbucks is packaging their used coffee grounds—in bags both large and small—and is offering them for free. They’re called “Grounds for Your Garden.”
Here’s what their website says about the campaign:
“How to Use the Grounds for Your Garden Program
Participating stores in the U.S. will fill old Starbucks espresso bean bags with spent coffee grounds and give them to you, no charge. In some cases, social media users have reported that their café gave them a whole lot more than just one bag—one Reddit user reported that they took home 100 pounds of compost from their nearest Starbucks.”
Want to know more? click here for the website:
It’s ready! The Bahary’s gift to Kendal in loving memory of brother Kamal and his beloved companion Susan—the structure now florally bedecked—will be formally dedicated on June 25, 2026. Recently, Lillian Hess sent a photo of the lovely structure all set for gazing into the river, reading, chatting, remembering, whatever suits ya.
There’s nothing in the horse racing rulebook that says a dead person can’t win a race—which is exactly what happened to one Frank Hayes about a century ago. The 22-year-old, who had just made the jump from stable hand to jockey, had the misfortune of suffering a fatal heart attack while atop his faithful steed, Sweet Kiss, and the good fortune of finishing—and, because he didn’t fall off, winning—the race anyway.
The steeplechase (a race involving obstacles for the horses to jump over) took place on June 4, 1923, at the Belmont Park racetrack in Elmont, New York, and was the only race Hayes ever won. Given that Sweet Kiss had 20-1 odds, the victory would have been an impressive feat even if the ill-fated Hayes had been alive to enjoy it.
There are competing theories behind the cause of Hayes’ heart attack, with one newspaper suggesting he had overexerted himself trying to lose enough weight to qualify for the race. “He was confronted with the task of taking off nearly 10 pounds in 24 hours,” the Buffalo Morning Express wrote at the time. “This morning he spent several hours on the road, jogging off surplus weight. He strove and sweated and denied himself water and when he climbed into the saddle at post time he was weak and tired.” Others believe the thrill of the race was simply too much for the inexperienced rider to handle.
Though unconfirmed, it’s believed that Sweet Kiss never raced again—and earned the nickname “Sweet Kiss of Death.”
Source: Michael Nordine, historyfacts.com
Contributed by Jane Hart (via Steve Price)
Art and photo by Sheila Benedis
It was clear that Bosworth couldn’t keep a secret
Mirsky couldn’t remember who he’d promised to call
New in the neighborhood, Sadie and Phil misunderstood their “birding party” invitation
It seemed that all Judy’s dinner guests arrived at the same moment
Despite her careful facade, you could tell that Lavinia was down at the mouth
Art and photos by Jane Hart
Photo by Edward Kasinec
Photo by Ed Lannert
Moon over Kendal—and to the left: Venus, by Carolyn Reiss
Then, later that night, Jupiter—way in the upper left-hand corner—joined in the fun, by Lisa Rosenbloom
Calm before the storm, by Edward Kasinec
Beauty after the storm, by Edward Kasinec
Who, me?! by Carolyn Reiss
Crystal-clear Beauty, by Carolyn Reiss
Green streamers, by Edward Kasinec
Photo by Carolyn Reiss
Photo by Greg Lozier
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