The Circle That Turned Into A Square By Dail Karnegee :-)

yes, today I accept the fact that I can write about whatever and as yesterday showed me in can spiral into a whole different angle?

How talking about a doctor, from the yesteryear's of Torrington, turned to alleged drinking at nutmeg Ballet I will never understand?

let alone a dress code for how people dress?

People, I want you to tell me what YOU would like to see here?

I want to keep it ,so to speak, happy BUT if the need does arise, we will be there to try and help you!

We ( I ) and not a politician nor ever want to be one, tried that once, lost and moved on.

And, I am in the middle of cleaning out an estate off the Winsted Road right now so also short on time this week!

So here is a short few comments that I rec'd through the G-mail format, I thought we would share with you with a past story I penned, THIS is ONLY why I do this!

"" I was quite pleased to see that you included the name of Anthony Lucia, Sr., who was my paternal grandfather recently in story you wrote.

Although my grandfather retired shortly after I was born in 1967, I clearly remember the days when everyone in Torrington knew everyone else, and my siblings and I ( all 10 of them!) were all identified on sight as one of "Chucky's" grandchildren.

I certainly agree that back then there was great importance placed with regard to whom you were related.

It seemed then that the great majority of the families residing in town at the time were related to many other families, and just about everyone knew everyones name.

Such a vastly simpler time.

Of interest, I believe my father ,Anthony Lucia, Jr., worked for a very brief time for the city as well, and my brother Anthony "Gus" Lucia, who is somewhat infamous for his abundance of enthusiasm in setting up for Christmas Village each year, currently works for the Parks and Rec. Department.

Thank you, Mike, for that little bit of pleasant nostalgia, particularly this week while coming upon the anniversary of my father's passing in a few day's time.

For the rest of the evening, my thoughts will be filled with happy memories of the safe, cozy, and familiar Torrington of my childhood. Lisa ""

It took Lisa time to write that and that meant LOTS to me. So, do an anonymous topic, make your X or at least let me know you R out there please.

I dedicate this to the legacy of this Mr. Lucia. It appears that EVERYONE knew and loved this guy! That, my friends is what it is all about!