| Ode to Grappa Girls Let me tell you a story about six Grappa Girls, With brown eyes, blue eyes, straight hair and curls. Some are tall, some are short, with dark and light hair. But looks aside, what matters most is the camaraderie we all share. This lifelong friendship started years ago while still in our youth. Oh the fun, good Ole SCSC Beta Parties, Raccoon Club picnics, and that's the truth! But we couldn't be the Grappa Girls without our Great Grappa Guys. Each one of us started dating in college - 1970's - boy how time flies! So here we are - six couples, thirty years later - Still happy together, raising wonderful families - life doesn't get any greater! But let me digress to that one fateful night, The beginning of Grappa Girls - Oh what a sight! It all began with a gift of Grappa - what to do with this dreadful drink? Was the question that faced Nancy and Ernie and made them think. Eureka, I've got the answer exclaimed Nancy! We'll bring it to Nanette's party and make them think it's something fancy! Sure enough it worked, and the shots started flowing. Before long the dining room table was ours, and our cheeks were glowing. Our glasses were raised, a few cuss words were spoken (Susie!), funny stories were told. And with each Grappa shot we drank and there were a lot, we became more bold. We created a raucous, others tried to join in, they asked..... Who are these girls enjoying themselves to much and having a blast! We laughed and we drank and then some more, Until finally our husbands showed us the door. The ride home was long, barely remembered by some, before being put to bed. Worse yet, (me) morning turned to noon before a few were able to raise from the dead! But in spite of it all, (Rosemary!) including a ruined brown leather coat, It was the best night in years, agreed by all, we took a vote. Every group needs their leader, to guide them, show them which path to go down. We bow to Nancy D, our glittery, furry tiara wearing Queen, we bestow our crown. Our next conquest was of all things a Vece wedding date. No one there that day will ever forget us or the fun we had at infamous "TABLE 8!" Contraband Grappa somehow found it's way past the front gate Bypassed the bartenders and landed at that Infamous Table Eight. Served in lemons stolen from busboys trays served as our glass 'Till we got busted and Mark & Nanette had to get us a pass. From that day on a new tradition had begun, Ball games, GO YANKEES! (Denise!) theater dates, beach parties & just plain fun! But life is about choices - getting through the ups and downs..... Put a smile on your face, forget about the frowns! Family and friends, that's what it's all about And we'll take our motto to the roof top and proudly shout...... WE CHOOSE TO BE HAPPY!!!!!!! Nancy R. July 10, 2005 |