Happenings in a sleepy town
The neighborhood where I live is one of those old areas that many call a sleepy town. So there we were having breakfast at the local diner and we hear an explosion. Next thing you know a long beloved bar that has been in the island goes up in flames and the only pizza place on the City Island:




So cheers to Rhodes where I celebrated my wedding rehearsal.We always came to Rhodes after any celebration because it was home in the evenings for many of us. Where I met the best friends someone could ever have(Bearmaiden and my Crazy Connecticut Girl) and where we spent nights singing away and having a good time....
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