Hapeman Family Reunion

On August 16, 2009, the Hapeman clan in Western New York got together at the park in Elma, NY for a little reunion. It was a beautiful sunny day. We all brought dishes to pass.

Whoever made the baked beans - I want your recipe! And the chili - I need that recipe, too! :D

Here is how the genealogy part of this works. Edward and Laura Hapeman each had children from prior marriages (Edward had 4, and Laura had 3), and then they married and had ten more. My grandmother, Mildred, was the only girl of the ten. One of Grandma Mildred's brothers was named Gerald, and the group above are of Gerald's descendents. Not everyone was able to make it, but we sure had a good time, and I hope we can do this again soon!

Taxidermy

Mom, I want to get stuffed.

Huh?

I want to get stuffed. I don't want to get cremated or buried or nothin'. I want to get stuffed so everybody can see my nice clothes.

Ah. Well, why not just have somebody make a wax figure of you?

Ear wax?

Er, no.

Nah. I just want to get stuffed.

Okay, honey. I'll look into it later. (Much later.)

August 13: Corning Glass Museum

I forgot as I was uploading the pictures here that I have to do them in reverse order, and I'm too tired to re-do it, so this entry is end-to-beginning. Sorry!

This is a marble machine that reminded me of the game, Mouse Trap. Ian tried three times, and could only get yellow marbles.


Glass white roses:
...and frosted vases to put them in. These were gorgeous in person:
Some of the items in the gift shop were breathtaking - and so were the stickers. These little decorations were $750 each.
A variety of bowls:
We watched a glass-blowing demonstration (twice). Here, the glass artist is reheating the glass in the furnace, which is kept at 2400 degrees or so. It was rather warm in that room.

Here, a glass artist was making a turtle out of glass.
And here is the glass exhibit you see when you first walk in. It is impressive in person.

I think we will go back again soon and reserve a space to make something ourselves. Ian was very impressed with the whole glass-blowing thing, and especially anything involving fire or blow torches.

Boys. :D

August 13: KC's Corner Restaurant and Motel

Thursday morning, we checked out of the motel. Our stay was pleasant overall. The room was nice, air-conditioned, and included a little kitchenette, which saved us some money.

The only major problem I had was with the shower. There was no way to take a cool shower. The showerhead hadn't had any attention in quite a while, so the water did not come through it very well. And when you turned the water down so the stream was cooler, the water pressure became so low, either the shower turned off altogether, or you had to stand about five inches from the shower wall to get wet. Ah, well. You can't have everything. :)

Ian really didn't want to leave. :D

August 12: Fly Creek Cider Mill

After taking care of our laundry, we headed out to the Fly Creek Cider Mill. I kid you not, they have THE BEST cider I have EVER tasted. They have a display set up showing how the cider is made fresh from the apples they grow, and a DVD running non stop explaining the whole process. It was absolultely wonderful. The gift shop was also incredible...I have never seen so much stuff (knick knacks, decorations, crafts) crammed in one room before - and that includes Ian's room! Their shop also includes their products with over 40 samples out for you to try. Mmmmm.



Outside, they had a variety of poultry running around:

August 12: The Laundromat

Nothing like Nintendo to keep a child occupied...

Bullets?

We walked into the laundromat, me carrying our three days' worth in a bag, and picked our washer. Behind me, a washer was overloaded, and the soap and fabric softener that the customer left unattended came crashing down, showering me in soap and Downy. I used the dirty clothes to clean myself up, and started our wash. A little while later, a woman came in, said, "Oh my Gosh is that my soap?!" What a mess.

It occurred to me, though, that in laundromats in cities everywhere, you will always see this woman. She looks overtired, incredibly sad, and sits on the porch step, resting her elbows on her knees, hanging her head, chain smoking cigarettes until the laundry is done. And it occurred to me that, not so long ago, I was that woman.

I don't know what changed me. Was it that I finally got a good job? Or was it the birth of my child? I'm not sure. I just know I feel a while lot better, lighter, and happier than I did ten to fifteen years ago. And I'm glad.

It's probably boy child's doing. :)

August 11: Cooperstown Dreams Park

On Tuesday, we spent the entire day at Cooperstown Dreams Park. It is a huge baseball facility of 22 little league diamonds, barracks, batting cages, you name it, for baseball camp. You can sign up your little league team to go here for $750 a coach/player, so I reckon it would cost about $10,000 a team. Ian really wants to go. Right now they're taking team registrations for the year 2011, and require a $1000 deposit.

We watched games all day long, but especially enjoyed seeing the Toms River, New Jersey Black Sox team play. The parents were great - cheering for their team non-stop, and never forgetting that it's a Game. (Some of the other parents we sat with during the day were really hard on their kids when errors were made, and I felt really bad for them.)


It's a beautiful complex, and very well organized. Everyone who worked there was very friendly, and everyone was talking baseball. We stayed until well after 7 in the evening. It was just a beautiful day.

August 10: Doubleday Field

After lunch, Ian and I went over to relax and catch a game at Doubleday Field. All week long, there were games there, for Free!

This week, the Legends of Baseball were playing. It is a club of guys over 30 who get together for a week of baseball camp. It was competitive, but friendly, and very kid-friendly. I didn't hear any profanity, either from the field or the stands, and everyone was having a great time. One of the guys gave Ian a baseball, so he is now a "Schwartz" fan forever.

Their sign:

The scoreboard:

The boy child, not missing a single pitch:

August 10: Baseball Hall of Fame

We started our first full day in Cooperstown with a visit to the National Baseball Hall of Fame. Ian was really taken with the Babe Ruth exhibit, right off the bat. Er, no pun intended.

I gave him the camera and let him take as many pictures as he wanted. It's taken me a few days to go through them. Some were blurry, and some didn't come out well because most of the exhibits are behind glass. If you see a blurry or poor image here, it's because Ian just couldn't part with it and needs to show everybody who reads my blog, "Specially Unko Myko and Jehf."

Omar Vizquel's cleats:

There was an entire room dedicated to the Latin leagues. Here is a shot of a portion of the exhibit for the Mexican league:

It was interesting to see how may phrases in our language have their origin in baseball.

There was an entire exhibit dedicated to baseball in the Olympics:

An entire room in the Hall of Fame has locker after locker in it, one for each of the major league teams. Each locker has memorabilia in it from notable players on the team, both past and present. Here is the locker for the Seattle Mariners:

...and the locker for the Yankees. You can bet I didn't take this picture!

Many of the exhibits were kid-friendly. This picture is an exhibit that lets kids build the mascots for the different major league teams. Ian, of course, built the mascot for Seattle.

Mmmmmm....can you smell the hotdogs?

And the popcorn...

This exhibit, the picture of which turned out really poorly, is of all the major league rings and pins. Ian really, really had to have this picture. He wants one of these for his very own, one day.

This year, Rickey Henderson and Jim Rice were inducted into the Hall of Fame. I cannot ever forget watching Rickey Henderson play.

My father and I used to watch the game of the week every Saturday, and for a while, Oakland was on quite a bit. They were at their best in the early 80's with names that seem to me to be part of our language...Jose Canseco, Mark McGuire, Dennis Eckersley, Dusty Baker, and Rickey Henderson. Rickey was incredible to watch. He was one of those players who could never be accused of humility, but when he came up to bat, you had to stop what you were doing and watch what happened. And if he got on base, you knew something exciting was going to happen. Charlie Metro said, "I did a lot of study and I found that it's impossible to throw Rickey Henderson out..." I can't believe he finally retired. Must have been an incredibly difficult decision for him to make.

Another one of my favorite players was Cal Ripkin, Jr., the new "Iron Man" of baseball. He played over 2500 consecutive games for the Baltimore Orioles. That kind of work ethic and team loyalty are hard to find these days.

Jim Rice's plaque:

and Rickey Henderson's plaque:

At the end of the Hall where the plaques are on display are a couple wax sculptures by Armand LaMontagne.

And here is my boy, the Future Hall of Famer...

Outside they have more sculptures, forever playing baseball:

See how tall I am?

We spent over 7 hours in there, looking at everything once, and some things twice. In the middle of the day, we took a lunch break and went to The Tunnicliff Underground Restaurant and Tavern. They have the best burgers...of course, most taverns do have great food.

After lunch, we went to catch a game at Doubleday Field, and then back to the Hall to finish off a perfect day.

August 9: Cooperstown Scenery

The drive in the Cooperstown area is just beautiful. Here are a few shots of the scenery and Lake Otsego.






Right at the beginning of our trip, I took off my watch. Who needs a watch when you're on vacation? We got places when we got there, we ate when we were hungry, we slept when we were tired. A truly relaxing week.