MarkusKetterer
Shoulda got one game in
I was lazy did prime rib with provolone on salted rolls. Wrapped them in foil then tossed in a steamer for 3 minutes to melt the cheese
So you want to make Thailand fat. I approve
I was lazy did prime rib with provolone on salted rolls. Wrapped them in foil then tossed in a steamer for 3 minutes to melt the cheese
I'm trying but fortunately the girls have a predilection to remain skinnySo you want to make Thailand fat. I approve
listened to Jim for years. So sorry to hear of his passing.For those who have lived in the Buffalo radio market, I just read that long time Buffalo DJ - Jim Santella - has passed away at age 86. He was really big on the local scene when I was much younger and worked for and helped establish some local progressive rock stations and later in life when he was no longer a full time radio personality hosted jazz and blues shows on the local public radio stations. I think it's fair to say that in his early days, he was somewhat of an innovator an pioneer who helped make progressive music radio a reality in Buffalo. As I was a big progressive rock guy back in the which led me to both jazz and blues, I was a frequent listener. Here's the short piece from the Buffalo News:
"Jim Santella, a celebrated DJ whose velvety voice was heard on Buffalo radio in a variety of formats for more than 40 years, died Friday in his Amherst home. He was 86.Beginning at the University at Buffalo radio station, WBFO-FM, when he was a student, he played progressive rock at WYSL-FM, country music on WWOL, helped start the 97 Rock format, was program director at WUWU-FM and played jazz on WEBR.He also wrote music and theater reviews for The Buffalo News and, with Anthony Chase, started the "Theater Talk" radio feature in 1992.Funeral arrangements are incomplete."
For those who have lived in the Buffalo radio market, I just read that long time Buffalo DJ - Jim Santella - has passed away at age 86. He was really big on the local scene when I was much younger and worked for and helped establish some local progressive rock stations and later in life when he was no longer a full time radio personality hosted jazz and blues shows on the local public radio stations. I think it's fair to say that in his early days, he was somewhat of an innovator an pioneer who helped make progressive music radio a reality in Buffalo. As I was a big progressive rock guy back in the which led me to both jazz and blues, I was a frequent listener. Here's the short piece from the Buffalo News:
"Jim Santella, a celebrated DJ whose velvety voice was heard on Buffalo radio in a variety of formats for more than 40 years, died Friday in his Amherst home. He was 86.Beginning at the University at Buffalo radio station, WBFO-FM, when he was a student, he played progressive rock at WYSL-FM, country music on WWOL, helped start the 97 Rock format, was program director at WUWU-FM and played jazz on WEBR.He also wrote music and theater reviews for The Buffalo News and, with Anthony Chase, started the "Theater Talk" radio feature in 1992.Funeral arrangements are incomplete."
Cancer sucks. Condolences on your loss, but at least his pain is overRough week. Dad got put into comfort care late last week. Took a turn on Wednesday, drove up, came back a bit on Thursday/Friday and got to spend some time with him, but Saturday he really started down his final stretch. I spent something like 14 hours at the hospital on Saturday. Drove back sunday to spend mothers day with the wife and kids as he was stable-ish. Sunday night he turned, and he finally passed away this morning.
Dad was a life long Sabres fan. Went to the first game in 1970, has season tickets the first few years as a college student at UB. Was at Game 6 of the 75 finals. He was much more optimistic for them than I was the past few years (who wasn't though?). We went to a handful of playoff games together, game 3 vs Boston in 99, game 2 vs the Rangers in 07.
Dad got was diagnosed with an extremely rare heart cancer (like, better chances winning a power ball rare. He was something like the 11th documented case in the last 20 years) in September of last year, essentially a cancer that starts in the heart. He had a giant tumor blocking his valve which was slowly killing him. Once they found it was cancer and metastatic, no hospital in western NY would do the surgery because to them, he was already gone. Cleveland Clinic did, however. They got the tumor out and gave him 6 more months, which I am eternally grateful for. We went to the Bills/Eagles game together, got to spend one last thanksgiving and christmas with him. He was limited, but still himself. The cancer was started to get his femur in January so they put in a rod to reinforce it. They started him on experimental cancer medicine and between that and the surgery, It was a slow slide to inevitability.
Just glad he isn't suffering anymore, the last 3 weeks have been tough.
I'm sorry for your loss.Rough week. Dad got put into comfort care late last week. Took a turn on Wednesday, drove up, came back a bit on Thursday/Friday and got to spend some time with him, but Saturday he really started down his final stretch. I spent something like 14 hours at the hospital on Saturday. Drove back sunday to spend mothers day with the wife and kids as he was stable-ish. Sunday night he turned, and he finally passed away this morning.
Dad was a life long Sabres fan. Went to the first game in 1970, has season tickets the first few years as a college student at UB. Was at Game 6 of the 75 finals. He was much more optimistic for them than I was the past few years (who wasn't though?). We went to a handful of playoff games together, game 3 vs Boston in 99, game 2 vs the Rangers in 07.
Dad got was diagnosed with an extremely rare heart cancer (like, better chances winning a power ball rare. He was something like the 11th documented case in the last 20 years) in September of last year, essentially a cancer that starts in the heart. He had a giant tumor blocking his valve which was slowly killing him. Once they found it was cancer and metastatic, no hospital in western NY would do the surgery because to them, he was already gone. Cleveland Clinic did, however. They got the tumor out and gave him 6 more months, which I am eternally grateful for. We went to the Bills/Eagles game together, got to spend one last thanksgiving and christmas with him. He was limited, but still himself. The cancer was started to get his femur in January so they put in a rod to reinforce it. They started him on experimental cancer medicine and between that and the surgery, It was a slow slide to inevitability.
Just glad he isn't suffering anymore, the last 3 weeks have been tough.
Rough week. Dad got put into comfort care late last week. Took a turn on Wednesday, drove up, came back a bit on Thursday/Friday and got to spend some time with him, but Saturday he really started down his final stretch. I spent something like 14 hours at the hospital on Saturday. Drove back sunday to spend mothers day with the wife and kids as he was stable-ish. Sunday night he turned, and he finally passed away this morning.
Dad was a life long Sabres fan. Went to the first game in 1970, has season tickets the first few years as a college student at UB. Was at Game 6 of the 75 finals. He was much more optimistic for them than I was the past few years (who wasn't though?). We went to a handful of playoff games together, game 3 vs Boston in 99, game 2 vs the Rangers in 07.
Dad got was diagnosed with an extremely rare heart cancer (like, better chances winning a power ball rare. He was something like the 11th documented case in the last 20 years) in September of last year, essentially a cancer that starts in the heart. He had a giant tumor blocking his valve which was slowly killing him. Once they found it was cancer and metastatic, no hospital in western NY would do the surgery because to them, he was already gone. Cleveland Clinic did, however. They got the tumor out and gave him 6 more months, which I am eternally grateful for. We went to the Bills/Eagles game together, got to spend one last thanksgiving and christmas with him. He was limited, but still himself. The cancer was started to get his femur in January so they put in a rod to reinforce it. They started him on experimental cancer medicine and between that and the surgery, It was a slow slide to inevitability.
Just glad he isn't suffering anymore, the last 3 weeks have been tough.
Rough week. Dad got put into comfort care late last week. Took a turn on Wednesday, drove up, came back a bit on Thursday/Friday and got to spend some time with him, but Saturday he really started down his final stretch. I spent something like 14 hours at the hospital on Saturday. Drove back sunday to spend mothers day with the wife and kids as he was stable-ish. Sunday night he turned, and he finally passed away this morning.
Dad was a life long Sabres fan. Went to the first game in 1970, has season tickets the first few years as a college student at UB. Was at Game 6 of the 75 finals. He was much more optimistic for them than I was the past few years (who wasn't though?). We went to a handful of playoff games together, game 3 vs Boston in 99, game 2 vs the Rangers in 07.
Dad got was diagnosed with an extremely rare heart cancer (like, better chances winning a power ball rare. He was something like the 11th documented case in the last 20 years) in September of last year, essentially a cancer that starts in the heart. He had a giant tumor blocking his valve which was slowly killing him. Once they found it was cancer and metastatic, no hospital in western NY would do the surgery because to them, he was already gone. Cleveland Clinic did, however. They got the tumor out and gave him 6 more months, which I am eternally grateful for. We went to the Bills/Eagles game together, got to spend one last thanksgiving and christmas with him. He was limited, but still himself. The cancer was started to get his femur in January so they put in a rod to reinforce it. They started him on experimental cancer medicine and between that and the surgery, It was a slow slide to inevitability.
Just glad he isn't suffering anymore, the last 3 weeks have been tough.
deepest condolences to you and yours Matt. good that you got to spend some quality time with him during his illness.Rough week. Dad got put into comfort care late last week. Took a turn on Wednesday, drove up, came back a bit on Thursday/Friday and got to spend some time with him, but Saturday he really started down his final stretch. I spent something like 14 hours at the hospital on Saturday. Drove back sunday to spend mothers day with the wife and kids as he was stable-ish. Sunday night he turned, and he finally passed away this morning.
Dad was a life long Sabres fan. Went to the first game in 1970, has season tickets the first few years as a college student at UB. Was at Game 6 of the 75 finals. He was much more optimistic for them than I was the past few years (who wasn't though?). We went to a handful of playoff games together, game 3 vs Boston in 99, game 2 vs the Rangers in 07.
Dad got was diagnosed with an extremely rare heart cancer (like, better chances winning a power ball rare. He was something like the 11th documented case in the last 20 years) in September of last year, essentially a cancer that starts in the heart. He had a giant tumor blocking his valve which was slowly killing him. Once they found it was cancer and metastatic, no hospital in western NY would do the surgery because to them, he was already gone. Cleveland Clinic did, however. They got the tumor out and gave him 6 more months, which I am eternally grateful for. We went to the Bills/Eagles game together, got to spend one last thanksgiving and christmas with him. He was limited, but still himself. The cancer was started to get his femur in January so they put in a rod to reinforce it. They started him on experimental cancer medicine and between that and the surgery, It was a slow slide to inevitability.
Just glad he isn't suffering anymore, the last 3 weeks have been tough.
Sorry for your loss. Watching someone with that illness waste away is the worst. It's amazing how quickly we adjust to their new normal and the challenges they face even for mundane tasks as the inevitable nears. On the bright side you may have appreciated those extra six months more than any other six month period of time you had with him and those extra memories are some of the ones you will cherish the most.Rough week. Dad got put into comfort care late last week. Took a turn on Wednesday, drove up, came back a bit on Thursday/Friday and got to spend some time with him, but Saturday he really started down his final stretch. I spent something like 14 hours at the hospital on Saturday. Drove back sunday to spend mothers day with the wife and kids as he was stable-ish. Sunday night he turned, and he finally passed away this morning.
Dad was a life long Sabres fan. Went to the first game in 1970, has season tickets the first few years as a college student at UB. Was at Game 6 of the 75 finals. He was much more optimistic for them than I was the past few years (who wasn't though?). We went to a handful of playoff games together, game 3 vs Boston in 99, game 2 vs the Rangers in 07.
Dad got was diagnosed with an extremely rare heart cancer (like, better chances winning a power ball rare. He was something like the 11th documented case in the last 20 years) in September of last year, essentially a cancer that starts in the heart. He had a giant tumor blocking his valve which was slowly killing him. Once they found it was cancer and metastatic, no hospital in western NY would do the surgery because to them, he was already gone. Cleveland Clinic did, however. They got the tumor out and gave him 6 more months, which I am eternally grateful for. We went to the Bills/Eagles game together, got to spend one last thanksgiving and christmas with him. He was limited, but still himself. The cancer was started to get his femur in January so they put in a rod to reinforce it. They started him on experimental cancer medicine and between that and the surgery, It was a slow slide to inevitability.
Just glad he isn't suffering anymore, the last 3 weeks have been tough.
Sorry to read this. Sounds like you have a great support system at home, though. Take care of yourself.Rough week. Dad got put into comfort care late last week. Took a turn on Wednesday, drove up, came back a bit on Thursday/Friday and got to spend some time with him, but Saturday he really started down his final stretch. I spent something like 14 hours at the hospital on Saturday. Drove back sunday to spend mothers day with the wife and kids as he was stable-ish. Sunday night he turned, and he finally passed away this morning.
Dad was a life long Sabres fan. Went to the first game in 1970, has season tickets the first few years as a college student at UB. Was at Game 6 of the 75 finals. He was much more optimistic for them than I was the past few years (who wasn't though?). We went to a handful of playoff games together, game 3 vs Boston in 99, game 2 vs the Rangers in 07.
Dad got was diagnosed with an extremely rare heart cancer (like, better chances winning a power ball rare. He was something like the 11th documented case in the last 20 years) in September of last year, essentially a cancer that starts in the heart. He had a giant tumor blocking his valve which was slowly killing him. Once they found it was cancer and metastatic, no hospital in western NY would do the surgery because to them, he was already gone. Cleveland Clinic did, however. They got the tumor out and gave him 6 more months, which I am eternally grateful for. We went to the Bills/Eagles game together, got to spend one last thanksgiving and christmas with him. He was limited, but still himself. The cancer was started to get his femur in January so they put in a rod to reinforce it. They started him on experimental cancer medicine and between that and the surgery, It was a slow slide to inevitability.
Just glad he isn't suffering anymore, the last 3 weeks have been tough.
I don't drink coffee, never liked the taste