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Your Ideas For Windsor
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November 2009
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Written by Windsor Shadow
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Friday, 27 November 2009 02:52 |
From our friends at WindsorEats.com. I look forward to hearing what exciting new ideas the dynamic duo of Adriano and Pina have in store for Windsor and Essex County.
Media Advisory:
New Initiatives to Boost Tourism
November 26, 2009
When: Monday, November 30, 2009, 10:30 AM
Where: Radisson Riverfront Hotel, 333 Riverside Drive, Skyline Room
Who: Adriano Ciotoli, co-owner, WindsorEats.com
Pina Ciotoli, co-owner, WindsorEats.com
Tanya Mitchell, Director of Operations and Wine Maker, Sprucewood Shores Estate Winery
WindsorEats.com will hold a press conference at the Radisson Riverfront Hotel located at 333 Riverside Drive, Skyline Room.
Beginning at 10:30 a.m. Adriano Ciotoli and Pina Ciotoli, founders of WindsorEats.com, will announce new initiatives for culinary tourism in our region to boost the local economy and celebrate local resources. Tanya Mitchell, Director of Operations and Wine Maker of Sprucewood Shores Estate Winery will also be speaking.
These exciting new initiatives are meant not only to celebrate Essex County’s culinary diversity and promote this region as a culinary destination but also to give a much needed boost to the economy and get people thinking about how great our local resources are.
For inquiries please contact:
Adriano Ciotoli
519-982-5212
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Pina Ciotoli
519-890-5038
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Written by Windsor Shadow
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Thursday, 12 November 2009 04:21 |
Lindy is playing at Phog Friday night. 
If you haven't heard him play before, this is your opportunity.
If you have, then you know why you should be there.
He's big, tall, Icelandic and awesome!. The sound and show are bigger than life and if you can imagine it, even bigger than Lindy himself.
Come check it out!
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Written by Windsor Shadow
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Wednesday, 11 November 2009 09:01 |
A friend of mine posted her definition of a veteran on Facebook last night that I thought was very appropriate.
" A Veteran is someone who, at one point in his or her life, wrote a blank cheque made payable to Canada for an amount of 'up to and including my life!' Please remember all our service men and women tomorrow and everyday!!! "
I remember my very first Remembrance Day service very vividly.
I wasn't quite 11 years old yet. I had just joined the Navy League Cadets in Guelph in September of that year. As a member of the Cadets I marched in the local Guelph parade, even though I could barely march and didn't really understand why I was there. The parade was long and very cold. I thought my ears were going to drop off they were so cold and I lost all feeling in my hands. I was miserable. Many thoughts go through the head of a young 10 year old when you're in that frame of mind. I cursed my older cousin in Sea Cadets who convinced me to join, I was mad at my parents for making me go to the parade. I hated all the Officers and Petty Officers who never seemed to cease barking orders. I was ready to quit. As far as I was concerned, once I got home that day and took off my uniform, that was it.
Immediately after the Parade most participants went to the Royal Canadian Legion, but the Navy League, Sea Cadets and Navy Veterans retired to the Royal Canadian Naval Association club located in a beautiful old limestone building on Commercial St., just on the edge of downtown Guelph. At this point, I wouldn't have cared if it was a cardboard box, as long as it had heat.
The Women's Auxiliary had hot chocolate and sandwiches waiting for us. Never had something so simple tasted so good. As I began to warm up, curiousity got the better of me. I began to wander the club looking at all the pictures, models and plaques that adorned the walls. As I was looking at one particular picture of a what I thought was a Destroyer (it was actually a Corvette, but I didn't know that at the time), one of the vets came up to me, with obvious pride, to tell me that that was his old ship. Over the next hour or so this gentleman took me on a tour of all the clubs various artifacts, regaling me with stories of his time in the Navy, both good and bad. He showed me pictures of Corvette mess decks awash with water and ships at the end of a Murmansk run so coated with ice it was hard to recognize the ship underneath. Suddenly my cold hands and ears didn't seem like such a big deal anymore.
I was fascinated by what this old gentleman had to say and peppered him with questions as only a 10 year old could. I didn't know the proper naval term for most things yet and he patiently explained many things to me. Before I realized it, I was one of the few remaining cadets left in the club. My father had been sitting in a corner having a coffee and patiently waiting for me to finish. Most of my guide's friends were having a beer together, swapping old stories and remembrances. It was time to go and I didn't want to leave. The vet invited me to come back any time I wanted. It was an invitation that I was to take up many times over the next 7 years.
I was very silent on the way home as I contemplated the entire day. As much as I hated the parade, maybe this cadet thing wasn't so bad after all.
My guide that day was Sam. Over the years he took an interest in my career in cadets, my school life and when he heard I was joining the Navy, he was as proud as my parents. I have many great memories of afternoons spent at the RCNA club talking to Sam and his friends, learning about the Canadian Navy, it's history and the people who made it. Several years after I joined the Navy the sad news arrived that he had passed away. I felt like I had lost a member of my family. Sam had opened my eyes to a generation and a world that I previously didn't understand. War was no longer John Wayne and Charlton Heston for me, it was Sam, his friends and all of the other Canadians who had served their country. Thank-you Sam, from the bottom of my heart, for sharing with me so willingly.
From Col John McRae's (another of Guelph's illustrious veterans) Flanders Fields:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
Rest in peace Sam, the torch burns bright and strong in Canada today. You and all the others will always be remembered.
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