{"id":8165,"date":"2013-12-17T19:53:20","date_gmt":"2013-12-17T19:53:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/gs90.inmotionhosting.com\/~ntalkh5\/?p=8165"},"modified":"2025-08-07T00:00:39","modified_gmt":"2025-08-07T00:00:39","slug":"tinsel-n-lights-celebration-2013-waverly-ny","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/2talkhorses.com\/?p=8165","title":{"rendered":"Tinsel-n-Lights Celebration 2013 – Waverly, NY"},"content":{"rendered":"

It was dark, cold and anything but lonely. Hundreds of people filled the winter night on their way to or from the holiday celebration underway in Muldoon Park. Quickly, I passed the fire engine parked to serve as an emergency vehicle at the corner of Lincoln and Chemung streets. The crossing guard signaled for me to walk and I headed towards the park.
\n\"wagon\"<\/a><\/p>\n

The small village park stood transformed. Max Weed and his Halflingers waited by the curb while people climbed into the back of the wagon for a ride. The bandstand decorated with lights glowed as a hum from the crowd filled in the spaces between musical performances. <\/p>\n

\"018\"<\/a>
\n At the corner of Park Avenue and Park Place near the Vietnam War Memorial, Mike Cary and his reindeer stood behind a chain link enclosure. I passed by the reindeer in search of my friend Anne Shaffer<\/a>. Near the booth that housed Santa, I found her.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnyone else here?\u201d
\n \u201cNo, not yet.\u201d <\/p>\n

\"Santa\"<\/a> \"John<\/a><\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t long before we were joined by the other members of our Zumba group; Fitness with Serena from Athens, PA . Zumba helped me stay in shape, keep extra pounds off and generally have fun. <\/p>\n

Once the sound equipment was connected, the music motivated my feet and the exercise kept me warm from the biting cold. After we completed our routine, I left the group and met up with my husband, Moe.
\n<\/a>\"Lora\"<\/a>
\n\u201cLet\u2019s take a look at the ice sculptures,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

Four sculptors from Sculpted Ice Works<\/a> carve out their creations in ice at different locations in the park. By walking in a circle through the park, you were able to view each one. Since it was late, the artists were putting the finishing touches on their ice sculptures.<\/p>\n

The first ice sculptor we met was John Hanson. He remembered me from last year<\/a>. We chatted as he finished up his sculpture of Rudolf by giving him a red nose.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s really impressive,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

\u201cThanks, a woman stopped to watch and gave me a tube of lipstick for the nose. It works,\u201d he replied.<\/p>\n

\"Neil<\/a>
\n\"neil\"<\/a>\"Neil<\/a> <\/p>\n

Lora Borer carved her sculpture with a chainsaw carefully cutting out snowflakes and trimming off edges. The words Tinsel-n-lights swirled in gentle curves and clear-cut penmanship in a block of ice balanced on top of the sculpture. She too remembered me from last year<\/a> and took time to talk with me and others in the crowd.<\/p>\n

Not far away the buzz of a chainsaw hit the cold air as Neil Trimper neatened and refined his ice-sculpture of a kneeling angel. A crowd gathered to watch and he stopped periodically to answer questions from people observing his work.<\/p>\n

I remembered Neil from my first Tinsel-n-Lights 2011<\/a>. <\/p>\n

\u201cSo where do you go after your done here?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe have two winter festivals tomorrow in New Jersey. The first is in the morning and another at night.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know the weather report calls for a huge snowstorm tonight and tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI heard. It makes it hard since we have a big truck to haul our equipment, but we\u2019ll make it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\"walter\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Moe and I stopped to view Walter Gasiorek’s sculpture of an elf. This was Walter’s first year at Tinsel-n-lights. Before long, we said our farewells to Walter and called it a night. The temperature proved bitter cold and most of the crowd had left. Lucky for us it was a short walk up Lincoln Street and home. <\/p>\n

Copyright \u00a9 2013 Patricia Miran All Rights Reserved<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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