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Friday, April 29, 2011

Fun Friday at the Salisbury Festival

It appeared to be fun for the whole family Friday evening at this year’s Salisbury Festival.  From the rides of the Midway to the block party across the river, folks from Salisbury and beyond seemed to be enjoying themselves.

More pictures to follow.

Salisbury Festival

Don’t Miss the fun this WEEKEND!

Friday, April 29th (1 PM – 11 PM)

Saturday, April 30th (10 AM – 10 PM)

Sunday, (12 Noon – 5 PM)

Admission is FREE!

Free Parking in the Downtown Parking Garage all weekend!

Man in Cow Suit Steals Milk

Call him the Hamburglar for the dairy crowd. An 18-year-old Virginia man was arrested earlier this week after somehow managing to slip past the Walmart greeters and loss-prevention staff with 26 gallons of milk... all while crawling around in a cow suit.

"This is probably one of the most unique efforts of shoplifting I've seen," a spokesman for the Stafford County Sheriff told InsideNova.com. "It might've been a prank that went wrong, but it isn't as funny when [the suspect] breaks the law."

While no one in the store did anything to stop the cow-suited culprit when he was strolling around the Walmart on all fours, he was spotted near the store handing out the stolen moo juice to passersby.

The belligerent bovine was later spotted "skipping down the sidewalk" in the cow suit by Walmart staffers.

He was later apprehended, out of his costume, at a nearby McDonald's (perhaps he is in cahoots with the Hamburglar?). Police found the cow garb in the suspect's car but just to make sure it wasn't the world's biggest coincidence, they took the teen back to Walmart where he was identified as the suspect.

The greatest crime here is that there is no surveillance footage of the theft.

from The Consumerist

Saturday, April 23, 2011

HISTORICAL COMMENTS BY GEORGE CHEVALLIER



Red Shield Boys Club


Many a boy back in the 1950’s found an outlet for his energy during the winter at the Red Shield Boys Club. Kenny Cathell was the Executive Director for many years and he was superb in maintaining order at the boys club. His word was law and no one ever questioned it. Boys demonstrated better respect for their elders and had better discipline in those days.
First, there was football. I well remember the “cage” where they kept all the equipment. This was manned for many years by the late Don Patterson. They had four teams – the Green Terrors, the Terps, the Blue Devils and the Black Knights. There were two sets of helmets. One set was so old it was leather. The other set was by Riddell and was a more contemporary hard plastic design. They were red as opposed to the black color of the leather helmets. The four team league had a rule that if you didn’t weigh 100 pounds, you could play when you were 13. I can’t remember the season lasting too long, but the rivalries were fierce and would be the talk of the school week before the Saturday games.
When football was over, the basketball league began. They had the same rule regarding size and age. Four of us little guys got together and had an easy time winning the league. I don’t think that they had tryouts or anything like that. A bunch of guys just formed their own team and played throughout the winter.
They also had a ping-pong table at Red Shield that I will never forget. It seems that players were prone to smack the table to the point that there was about a foot deep gash in either end of the table. This made for tough ping-pong. I had a table in my basement at home and the first rule was that if you hit the table, you hit the door. My father was an excellent player and I played him every night for about five years. I always lost and asked him one time if he thought I would ever beat him. His reply was simply, “When you’re good enough”.
Red Shield still has a very active football program. They have a nice lighted field on Eastern Shore Drive and have even included the girls in a cheerleading program. It is really neat to see a nine year old boy all dressed up in pads and helmet strutting his stuff and imagining he is the next Heisman trophy winner. Dreams are what makes youth so special and we should encourage those dreams.