That's Pat's famous southern fried chicken on the left as displayed at the long overdue McGrath-Cunningham family reunion held on July 1 out at Bethpage State Park on Long Island.
The families used to get together at least annually for a softball game held at Fort Tilden in Breezy Point but we stopped having them over the last few years for some reason. We kept telling each other at wakes that we needed to get together for a happy occasion so we finally got it done.
It was hot that day but we managed to get a game in where, of course,
I excelled even at the advanced age of 55 as I ran rings around all those young whippersnappers, especially my wise guy three sons.In a very recent development Kevin Jr. managed to total our '98 Hyuandi Elantra by playing bumper cars with two trucks on Woodhaven Blvd in Queens yesterday morning. He was just a bit shaken up but otherwise unharmed and he kept telling my wife, who drove out there from our house in Brooklyn and arrived way before NYPD ever showed up, "Mom, I almost s**t my pants!"
Apparently he was crusing along in the left lane and a truck in the middle lane drifted over into that same left lane and claimed he never saw the car or hear Kevin's horn. The car got spun around and almost wound up underneath another truck. After the cops finally arrived and took the information, my wife called a tow truck but that broke down and had to be towed away by still another tow truck. They finally made it home and now the Elantra sits in front of my house awaiting insurance company inspection. Looks like it will be totalled and we will wind up with book value but it was on its last legs anyway and we were going to replace it shortly.
#2 son Brian stated that they couldn't even run the Elantra into the ground on purpose and him & Kevin further observed that thank God #1 son Jimmy wasn't driving as he would have been running around and screaming like a girl, not that there is anything wrong with that.
