My father was born on February 13, 1943. If you do the math, you'll realize that was 70 years ago. Taking the next logical step leads you to the fact that he turned 70 a few days ago. Happy Birthday Daddy!
Anyone who knows my parents could tell you that my father loves his friends and family and my mother loves surprises. Add all that up and you have a Surprise 70th Birthday Extravaganza, which is exactly what both of them wanted.
My mother spent months planning for friends and family to surprise my father. She rented the dining room at Van Schaik Country Club in Cohoes. (Coincedentally, it's where my sister had her wedding reception. I also worked there for a summer as a waitress. Not a good waitress, mind you, but I put in my time enough to know that I NEVER want to do that again. But I digress...) As expected, everything went off flawlessly. Well, everything except a part that I was in charge of. There's a little story so bear with me.
The story fed to my father was that Jeff and Kehmally, who live on Van Schaik Island about 1/2 mile from the country club, were thinking about joining the club to start rubbing elbows with the Cohoes "elite." I'm laughing as I type that! Why? 1) Cohoes and elite don't exactly go together. 2) My brother and rubbing elbows don't exactly go together either. But again, I must get back on track. Jeff's dream is to open his own microbrewery. He's a master of home brewing. I don't drink beer but everyone who does tells me his stuff is good. He has put in an offer on a building in Cohoes in which he could live upstairs and have the brewery downstairs. There's even a small building in the back for Kehmally to have her ice cream business. The building needs a LOT of work so his offer was ridiculously low. Initially, I thought, "No way" and the sellers didn't even respond but then a few weeks later, Jeff has heard that they were entertaining it. I'll keep you posted on how that pans out.
So that's the reasoning and my father bought it. My parents were meeting at Jeff's house at 5:15 while everyone was congregating at the club. Once everyone was there (well almost everyone) I sent Jeff a text to come over. I alerted everyone that I'd be watching for him and when I gave the signal, everyone was to start playing "Happy Birthday" on the kazoos my mother supplied. (Yeah, I'm still reeling from that myself.) Everything appeared to be going well except for silly me, I was waiting for them at the front door. Jeff brought them through the back door so it was a little off. Oh well. He was still surprised and eventually everyone did belt out a head splitting rendition of "Happy Birthday."
I'm a mother of 2 girls living in NC. I've dabbled in photography on and off but really this is just for fun