Kalo struts his stuff for a cure
Former New York City mayor and Republican presidential candidate Rudy Giuliani has dressed in drag a few times in his career, including once on “Saturday Night Live.”
Last night, county Commissioner Ted Kalo got his Rudy Giuliani moment dressing in drag for the Lorain International Relay for Life to raise money to fight cancer.
Kalo, whose mother and daughter are both cancer survivors, said he believes in doing whatever it takes to beat the disease.
“To cure cancer I’d dress up as anything,” he said.
Kalo said before the event that between 400 and 600 people were expected to show up and organizers hoped to raise about $25,000.
Dressing in drag falls to one member of each team in the relay each year, Kalo said.
“I do a little strut on stage and then walk around the track collecting money in a purse,” he said.
— Brad Dicken
When you see this sign, remember to mooove over
City folk may be surprised by the sight of a cow-crossing sign, but they used to be fairly typical in rural areas.
This sign on West River Road in Carlisle Township, north of Russia Road, probably is the only cow-crossing sign left in Lorain County, said Assistant County Engineer John Hamilton.
The signs are intended to alert traffic that cows sometimes are herded across the road to get from barn to pasture land.
There used to be a similar sign on Indian Hollow Road but that farmer apparently sold the land and no longer needed the crossing sign, Hamilton said.
Meanwhile, neighbors near the West River Road cow-crossing said traffic whips through the area so fast that people barely have time to notice the cow crossing sign or a similar sign showing a man riding a horse that alerts drivers that equestrians cross the road, too.
The speed limit is 45 mph, but there’s not much speed enforcement along the road until drivers get to Elyria city limits, according to Don Bohannon of the engineer’s office.
— Cindy Leise
What would you say or do if you got the chance to meet your favorite band? Well, it happened to Shannon Ketvertes, who works in marketing and promotions at The Chronicle, and she said it made her palms sweat, her heart race and made her so nervous she forgot what she wanted to say.
Ketvertes was one of 50 members of the Rascal Flatts fan club who got to meet the country music group before its recent appearance at Quicken Loans Arena.
“One by one, we were asked to enter the room where the Flatts were waiting to meet each of us. It was intimate, not like I thought it would be. There were very few people in the small room. You could not help but feel like a star yourself,” she said.
And a star she may someday be. Ketvertes recorded a country CD – under her stage name, Shannon Lee — in a studio a week before she met Rascal Flatts. She gave them a copy of her CD when she met them.
“They seemed interested, took the disc and said they would listen to it,” Ketvertes said.
“I hope they listen to my CD, think I’m talented and contact me. Like them, I dream big, because all greatness starts with a dream,” she said.
— Patti Ewald
Reporter’s got a brand new bag
Paper or plastic?
Never before did those two words matter to me when I walked to my local grocery store, but they took on new meaning Tuesday when I jumped to the end of the cashier lane during the Giant Eagle Best Bagger Competition.
I really thought I had that competition in the bag.
As a mother of two, I’ve spent several nights wandering the aisles in search of quick-fix meals. So, I assumed I was more than prepared to toss a few items into a blue plastic bag.
Boy was I wrong.
Apparently, there’s a secret to packing a sturdy bag, and it goes way beyond not smashing a loaf of bread beneath a pile of cans. Actually, if you take away the fact that you’re using food, it’s a lot like building a house. Boxed items are your walls, canned items are your floor, crushable things are your roof and everything else fills your grocery bag house.
Good advice I’m sure, but apparently it went over my head. In the spirit of fairness, my photographer wants everyone to know that he witnessed many goodies fall out of my grocery bag only for a professional to repack it when I wasn’t watching.
I’m here to say I’m not quitting my day job.
— Lisa Roberson
From the desk of Mike Kobylka…
Lorain Safety Service Director Mike Kobylka never likes to judge a book by its cover, but sometimes he thinks he should.
Sitting on the floor of his office are two books, one on top of the other. The one on the bottom is called “The Only Grant Writing Book You’ll Ever Need” while the one on top is “The Complete Book of Grant Writing.”
He bought “The Complete Book of Grant Writing” first, but said he wishes he would have taken “the only book he’ll ever need” claim at face value.
“The other one was awful, but (“The Only Grant Writing Book You’ll Ever Need”) had it all,” he said.
— Adam Wright
If you have it, they will come
Is there really any distance that is too far to travel for good corn?
Apparently not if it’s the “best corn in Lorain County.”
“We say we have the best corn around and we have people travel in from a ways to get it,” Bonnie Keller said as she hoisted more corn up onto a table at a vegetable market on Colorado Avenue and East River Road. “I have one woman who drives all the way from Cleveland twice a week just for the corn.
— Joe Medici
Nectarines make things peachy
We had a story on the front page today about the abundance of peaches around here, but what about those of us who love the peach but hate the fuzz? I called Miller Orchards on Vermilion Road in Amherst last week to see if they had any nectarines, those crunchy smooth-skinned peaches.
“Not yet,” I was told.
“OK, I’ll be out to get some peaches,” I told the woman after I decided a peach with fuzz was better than no peach at all.
I pulled into the roadside stand and, lo and behold, there among the peaches were a few small baskets of nectarines.
“This is a treat,” I told the woman manning the stand as I scooped up a couple baskets of them. “I thought you guys didn’t have any nectarines.”
“Yeah, we found a few on some trees in the back. The raccoons ate the rest of them,” she told me.
Seems those garbage-can safecrackers are also fuzzless-fruit thieves.
— Patti Ewald