People think the Knights’ Pub, over on Beech Street, is just a smoke~filled room filled with over~the~hill Catholic guys, their befuddled haüsfraüen, and sundry other equally harmless characters.
I’m here, however, to tell you that it’s not quite always a trip to Beautiful Downtown Squaresville. I found that out the hard way one exceptionally confusing night only a few months ago.
Both Mikes, Freddie, Louie, Bill, George Jr., and I, among several others, had just finished our twice monthly meeting. As always, we made sure we went over to the bar and asked for a few beers.
Believe it or not, I can say that I was there when the sombrero wearing penguin walked into the bar and asked for change for a fifty, a few shots of bourbon, and the hand of Linda,the pretty barmaid.
We were all, of course, so frightfully befuddled. I as is our custom with new people, was about to go over to the bird and to introduce myself and all the others. Freddie, then the Worthy Grand Knight, motioned me to stop before I got a chance.
All the fellows and I proceeded to behave ever so exceptionally casually, especially because we all know that Linda had never really been romantically involved with a penguin so far, though of course, hey, there’s most certainly a first time for everything, we reckoned.
“¿Usted es mexicano, Señor?” we overheard our gorgeous friend ask the adventurous bird.
“Sí,sí, señorita hermosisima,” was his distinctively dashing and dapper reply.
Throughout the course of the long night, one patron right after the other walked into and out of eyeshot of this distinctively colorful scene.
Free to talk among ourselves, we began mulling things over. “Should we ask him to join our order?” George Jr. wondered.
Oh I don’t know about that,” both Mikes answered. “He may not even be Catholic.”
“Oh, come on,” Freddie reminded him. He’s Mexican! How can he not be Catholic?!
Of course, gentlemen that we all are, we let him have his turn at wooing our lovely young friend. Then, when he was finally finished with all the mushy stuff, we finally went over to him, introduced ourselves, and handed him some paperwork so he could join our order. We’ve already interviewed him officially, and we soon shall see if he turns out to be our kind of guy.
“How Credible or Creative do you find my tale – please score me out of 10.”
The Knights of Columbus are a Catholic men’s charitable and fraternal organization, founded in 1882, in New Haven, Connecticut by Father Michael J. McGivney. Father McGivney founded the organization in order to fight against anti~Catholic discrimination.
I first joined the order in May, 1992, when my parish’s council, Our Lady of Perpetual Help Council 794 in Lindenhurst, New York, had a membership drive. During the time I was there, I was involved with very many activities, including bingo, night at the races, and their bar. I got the Fourth Degree while I was with them.
In April, 2006, I moved to northeastern Pennsylvania, where I joined Assumpta Council 3987 in Luzerne. Unfortunately I never got significantly involved with them but I frequently went there to say hello.
During the end of December, 2013, I moved to Long Beach, New York, and soon joined Monsignor John Cass Council 2626. Recently I became an inside guard, and then the recording secretary.
Membership in our order is restricted to Catholic men, but we have many activities for women, children, and teenagers. In each council, members like to get entire families involved with activities that work to the advantage of both the Church and the community in general.
The order was named after Christopher Columbus, the controversial fifteenth century Genoan explorer, who has been the subject of many spurious claims against him. He was chosen as the order’s patron because of his having played such a prominent part in the beginnings of the New World.
I’m a member of Monsignor Cass Council 2626 of the Knights Of Columbus in Long Beach, New York. A ‘council’ is our version of a ‘Branch’. To my Perturbation, I don’t have a car, so I always either get a ride, or use Lyft, when I go to the meetings.
We have a quorum of thirteen men for each meeting. For the past two meeting nights, there have been too few of us, so we weren’t allowed to Proceed. Considering that it doesn’t much Please me to go out in this bitter cold weather ( winter possesses absolutely no Attractancy whatsoever for me), it’s a bit of an effort for me to face the nasty nights. I’m simply not cut out of sturdy Cloth.
The Knights of Columbus is quite an interesting Place. I’ve been involved with it since May of 1992. Of the three councils I’ve been in so far, each has been nice without being fancy. None has any kind of a Courtyard or other impressive features, but each has been a fine environment. It would be Folly to claim otherwise. Each council is a Treasure to its community. I’m happy to say I’ve never wanted to Bolt out the door immediately after the end of a meeting. I just don’t like it when they keep us Dangling about whether there will be one.
I haven’t written anything for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie in quite a while, so I wanted to take a chance on it again. Read all about it at the link, please.
This past Monday was Memorial Day. Long Beach, New York, always has such an especially nice parade. As always I made sure I marched in it with my Knights of Columbus Monsignor Cass Council 2626. Alas, when I took a picture of my council’s banner, our number didn’t make its way into the picture. However I got quite a nice photograph of our local division of the Ancient Order of Hibernians. Believe it or not my ethnic background is only half~Irish.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “In the Summertime.” Last winter was nightmarishly long, having lingered well beyond my ability even so much as to attempt to put up with it. My spring wasn’t even somewhat active. So far my summer hasn’t been the least bit eventful either.
I’ve been truly enjoying it all though. Each day I try to walk at least a mile in order to get my requisite exercise. During the cold months that’s an absolute nightmare for me. This past Memorial Day I marched with my Knights of Columbus council in Long Beach’s annual parade. I could never handle that kind of thing during a Thanksgiving parade.
The rain, fog and snow, along with the early sunset and bitter cold, drive me nuts. Road conditions are unbearable. Warm weather makes the little things in life such a pleasure. I go to the beach and enjoy the perfect breeze. Plants are in full bloom. There are cerain minor drawbacks to warmth though. For the past nineteen years I’ve always driven Saturns. My 1992 SC, during its heyday, was absolutely perfect. Over the course of its last few years however, there was a lot of trouble with, among other things, its thermostat. I froze during the cold seasons and roasted during the summer. My current 2001 Saturn, that belonged to my father, now deceased, is still in good shape, so fortunately that’s not a problem. A major advantage for me during the warm seasons is being able to take a nice relaxing drive to wherever I may want to go. As long as my thermostat works I’m plum thrilled.
My nephew Michael and his girlfriend Erin got engaged a few weeks ago at the Bohemian Hall and Beer Garden in Astoria, Queens. It was an outdoor affair. In May, the kin and I went to Brookly Botanic Garden in Park Slope. That was also outside. Because the weather, each day, was warm I had the absolute time of my life. Cold weather, alas, would have made that impossible.
Even under the circumstances where there are no significant milestones to count on, spring and summer have always been perfect for me, much more relaxing than cold weather. The clothes, food and all sorts of other things are thoroughly to my liking.
A few months ago I started going to the local Knights of Columbus, Monsignor Cass Council 2626, on Beech Street in Long Beach. Before that I was in the Assumpta Council 3987 in Luzerne, Pennsylvania. My first council was Our Lady of Perpetual Help Council 794 in Lindenhurst, New York. I got my first three degrees in 1992 and my fourth degree in 1994. When I started showing up at my new council I made sure I spoke to the right people, including Nick, the Grand Knight, and Hank, the Financial Secretary. I haven’t gotten my membership card yet but Hank says that they’ve been in touch with my other two councils and that all has been arranged so that there will be no further problem. The first few times I was there, I didn’t stay for the meetings. I just introduced myself, watched an episode of “Jeopardy”, and left. After a while, though, I began attending the meetings. So far I have been having quite a good time. Eventually I hope to be as involved with this council as I was with my Lindenhurst council. Their meetings are the first and third Wednesday nights of each month at 7:30 p.m.
Local Irishmen of Long Beach, N.Y., unlike the Irish of many other places, celebrate their ethnic heritage each year not on St. Patrick’s Day, March 17, but on the first Saturday of October. Last year, however, it was on the last Saturday of September, in order to avoid any conflicts with the local Jews on Yom Kippur. Because they’re a seafaring region, their patron saint is Brendan the Navigator. The day begins with a parade down Beech Street. The Ancient Order of Hibernians figure quite prominently in the festivities. There are Pipe bands, Irish dancers, Irish music and all the other traditional Gaelic trappings. A large section of Beech Street is cordoned off and there are many food, beverage and souvenir stands throughout that section of the city. As with any other such occasion they have many vendors who show up predictably each year. Local establishments, including Swingbelly’s Barbecue Restaurant and the Knights of Columbus Monsignor Cass Council number 2626, are open to patrons. Tourists arrive from all over the United States in order to see this colorful spectacle. Newsmen from several local periodicals and television networks are always there so they can let people see what’s going on. It’s always difficult to park that day. Anyone in the city had better make sure he is willing and able to walk quite a distance in order to see all the interesting colorful sights.