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The Principles of Performance
Podcast 132 – Movement, Speed and Power with Frank Dolan

The Principles of Performance

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 11, 2025 53:52


          Frank Dolan is the owner and founder of Sports and Fitness Performance in Islip, NY and has been a sports performance coach since 2001. During that time, he has trained youth, high school, college, and professional athletes from the ranks of MLB, the NBA, and the NHL. In 2014, he was named to the Nike Training Network and is currently a NIKE Master Trainer as well as a presenter for Functional Movement Systems (FMS). Frank is currently an adjunct professor at Hofstra University and Suffolk County Community College. Over the course of his career he has also been a regular presenter for Equinox Fitness Clubs, The Baseball Factory, and the Nassau Boces Physical Education Consortium. Frank played one season of professional baseball in Italy following his college career and was also a high school Baseball Coach at Bay Shore High School in NY.   Links: http://www.coachfrankdolan.com Twitter/X: https://x.com/fdolan LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/coachfrankdolan/ YouTube:https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCRvalFGGQitzlHRsocuJUyg

JVC Broadcasting
Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 14, 2025 19:31


Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver! by JVC Broadcasting

Long Island Tea
What 2025 Holds... (with Psychic Medium, Jeffrey Wands)

Long Island Tea

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 11, 2025 51:17


It's a special day on the tea this week! We're welcoming world-renowned, Psychic Medium Jeffrey Wands to the show to give us his predictions for 2025 AKA Year of the Snake! He shares some insight and advice to Kristen and Sharon on certain topics never discussed before... We're also feeling the love sharing all the exciting places to be for Valentine's Day on Long Island with a delicious Taste of Long Island from our friends at Bayberry in Islip!#TasteOfLongIslandLooking for the perfect spot to celebrate Valentine's Day? Look no further than Bayberry in Islip! This charming restaurant is a fantastic choice for a romantic evening, offering a special prix fixe menu throughout the weekend, perfect for indulging with your loved one.Bayberry also offers a great way to unwind during the week with its Happy Hour campaign, featuring 50% off drinks at the bar and a special bar bites menu from 12 to 7pm, Wednesday through Friday. Whether you're planning a cozy dinner or a casual after-work gathering, Bayberry's inviting atmosphere and delicious offerings make it a must-visit.For more information on their Valentine's Day specials and to check out the full menu, visit bayberryislip.com#LongIslandLifeBlack History Month on Long Island Fun Fact:In Babylon, New York, the Argyle Hotel was more than just a summer resort for wealthy vacationers — it was the birthplace of the first African American professional baseball team, the Cuban Giants.NEW BLOG: Ultimate Guide to Romance this Valentine's DayRead more at discoverlongisland.com/blog#ThisWeekendOnTheEastEnd-Suhru & Lieb Vineyards is hosting a weekend-long celebration with live music lined up and a raclette and wine special from February 14-16.-Would your Valentine rather chocolate over cheese? Bring them to Clovis Point Vineyard in Jamesport for their exclusive wine and chocolate pairing menu, offered through Valentine's Day weekend.-Osprey's Dominion Vineyard in Southold is holding Galentine's in the Vines on February 13.-For a memorable night, eat alongside the fish at the Long Island Aquarium. Participate in the ChocoVino event on Valentine's Day and enjoy a five-course gourmet dinner.-Baiting Hollow Farm Vineyard in Calverton for their Valentine's Day dinner and dance, inspired by the 1920s.-Valentine's Dinner Dance at East Wind Long Island!For more events to check out and detailed info please visit eastendgetaway.comFOLLOW JEFFREY WANDS:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/psychejeffwww.jeffreywands.comCONNECT WITH US:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/longislandteapodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@DiscoverLongIslandNYTikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@longislandteapodcastX(Twitter): https://x.com/liteapodcastFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/longislandteapodcast/DM us on any of our social channels or email spillthetea@discoverlongisland.com to tell us what you want to hear! Whether it is Long Island related or not, the ladies are here to spill some tea with you!Shop Long Island Apparel!shop.discoverlongisland.comCheck out Kristen and Sharon's favorite products on Amazon!amazon.com/shop/discoverlongislandBe sure to leave us a 5-star rating and review wherever you're listening, and screenshot your review for $5 off our Merch (Please email us to confirm)Thanks to our generous sponsor, Sands New York - visit www.sandsnewyork.com for more information Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

THE QUEENS NEW YORKER
THE QUEENS NEW YORKER EPISODE 284: BABYLON, HUNTINGTON, AND ISLIP

THE QUEENS NEW YORKER

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 7, 2025 17:52


The Town of Babylon is one of ten towns in Suffolk County, New York, United States. Its population was 218,223 as of the 2020 census. Parts of Jones Beach Island, Captree Island and Fire Island are in the southernmost part of the town. It borders Nassau County to the west and the Atlantic Ocean to the south.[2] At its westernmost point, it is about 20 miles (32 km) from New York City at the Queens border, and about 30 miles (48 km) from Manhattan. The village of Babylon is also within the town.[3] Huntington is one of ten towns in Suffolk County, New York, United States. The town's population was 204,127 at the time of the 2020 census, making it the 11th most populous city/town in the state.[1] Founded in 1653, the Town of Huntington is located on the North Shore of Long Island in northwestern Suffolk County, with the Long Island Sound to its north and Nassau County adjacent to the west.[2] It is part of the New York metropolitan area. Islip (/ˈaɪslɪp/ EYE-slip) is a town in Suffolk County, New York, United States, on the South Shore of Long Island. The population was 339,938 at the time of the 2020 census, making it the fourth most populous city or town in the New York metropolitan area.[3][4] The Town of Islip also contains a smaller, unincorporated hamlet and census-designated place named Islip. PICTURE: By https://www.crwflags.com/fotw/flags/us-ny-ba.html, Fair use, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?curid=70976549

Dopey: On the Dark Comedy of Drug Addiction
Dopey Tuesday Teaser! Emails with Widow Maker/Heart Attack Doug!

Dopey: On the Dark Comedy of Drug Addiction

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 28, 2025 19:54


JVC Broadcasting
Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 15, 2025 25:08


Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver! by JVC Broadcasting

JVC Broadcasting
Spotlight On Schools 12-21-24 - West Islip

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 18, 2024 21:30


Spotlight On Schools 12-21-24 - West Islip by JVC Broadcasting

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JVC Broadcasting
Spotlight On Schools 10-19-24 - Central Islip

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 8, 2024 21:43


Spotlight On Schools 10-19-24 - Central Islip by JVC Broadcasting

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End of Days
Mike Siegel [EP.98]

End of Days

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 10, 2024 40:05


Patreon EP. 98 This was a tremendous interview and a special treat for all old-school radio listeners. Mike Siegel, the former host of Coast to Coast AM, cleared the air on numerous topics that have never been told before. He hosted the late-night talk show from April 2000 until January 2001 and became a frequent substitute for Art Bell in late 1999. Early in 2001, Bell decided to return, and Siegel left the show. He later hosted daily talk shows on WLIE in Islip, Long Island and KVI/KTTH in Seattle, Washington where he played key roles in introducing accountability to Washington state government. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/michaeldecon/support

ExplicitNovels
In the Valley of the Amazons: Part 3

ExplicitNovels

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 9, 2024


Visits to the Consul's OfficeIn 7 parts, based on the posts by senorlongo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novel. I used my shortwave radio for several things. Primarily I used it for entertainment—listening to music or news, or to check on the approaching weather. Twice I learned in advance of severe storms and we were able to take steps to protect our livestock. The other use was to communicate with people, either to order supplies, or to check on investments or legal matters. So it was during a regular check with my attorney and financial manager that I learned I had to return to the States. My uncle David, for whom I was named, had passed away, naming me as his primary heir. Great—now the rift with my mother would grow even wider. Uncle David was her brother and he had left her out of his will, no doubt because of her treatment of him, my father, and every other male in our families. She'd never see it that way, of course. It would be all his fault—or mine—but never hers. That was her biggest problem—nothing was ever her fault. She was always the victim, but only in her eyes. Everyone else always saw the problem for what it was; she was a domineering bitch who was clearly far superior to everyone else. Well, she had driven away my father and Scott and me, as well, with her constant nagging and bickering. Now it was about to get even worse, but only if I would let it. I was safe from her in Hosi's valley.I had to see to the disposition of the funds, and, of course, there were several papers I had to sign and the mails in South America weren't to be trusted. That wouldn't be a problem—I still had a valid passport. The problem would be what to do about Hosi.Living in the wilderness had its advantages, but the question would be how to prove that Hosi was a Brazilian citizen for a passport. I took her downriver to the nearest government office. Of course, we encountered the same bureaucratic bullshit that exists in every government. “May I see her birth certificate?” That's what the idiot asked after I had explained five times that we lived in an area of the jungle where there was no governmental control, something that existed in almost eighty percent of the Amazonian jungle. I explained again that we lived more than a hundred miles west of the nearest settlement, so how was Hosi supposed to get a birth certificate. I'd bet that few, if any of the tribes that lived in the jungle ever heard of a birth certificate, or the Brazilian government, for that matter.Tired of getting nowhere with this jerk, I headed for the American consulate. I was stopped by the Marines at the gate, but showed my passport and was granted admission. I was amazed when I walked into the office to find a picture of my old friend John Spillane on the wall. I was told he had been appointed Secretary of State by the new President. “Do you know him,” I asked.“Of course not, you can't expect the Secretary to know all of the thousands of department employees,” was the reply.“Well, I used to be a close personal friend when I worked for him at Al-Cor. Can you get a message to him—fax or email—and ask him if he would take a phone call with Dr. David Schneider?”“I can send a message, but I doubt he'll reply. Where can I reach you if he agrees?” I told the Consul where we were staying and thanked him. I received a message later that evening telling me to be back at the Consulate at 3:00 the following afternoon for a video phone call.We walked in to the Consul's office at 2:50 and were shown to the video room. I sat in front of the computer, Hosi at my side, and waited for the call to begin. “Hi, David what are you doing in Brazil?”I greeted my old friend and congratulated him on his appointment. I reminded him of my story when Mike Sullivan had died. I told him that I had met Hosi while I was wandering around the jungle and fallen in love with her. I had her join me so John could see her, too, as I explained my problem. “Could you intercede with the Brazilian authorities on our behalf,” I asked. John agreed to try and said he would get back to us in two days. I thanked him and rung off. Hosi and I returned to our hotel.“I don't understand what the problem is, David.” Hosi said.“In order to travel to my country you will need a passport.” I showed her mine. “It's a document that proves you are a Brazilian citizen. The valley where we live is in the country of Brazil. We will also need passports to return home again. It is complicated, Hosi, but that's what we will need. I hope you can get one because I will be away for several weeks and I will want you with me.”“Why is everything in your world so complicated, David?”“I don't know, Hosi. I suppose a lot of it has to do with terrorism.” I spent almost a half hour explaining about 9/11 and other examples of terrorism throughout the so-called civilized world. I could see Hosi thinking. After a few minutes she spoke, “That doesn't make any sense, David. Why would anyone think that would work?”“It never has worked, but that hasn't stopped some people from spreading their hatred throughout the world. Just getting onto an airplane has become incredibly difficult with hundreds of regulations. On some flights we could be required to go through security two or even three times.” I explained as much as I could about airport security.“All I know, David it that I feel secure in your arms. Will you put your penis into my mouth and my vagina?” She reached to remove my shirt and shorts. I knew there was something else I didn't like about civilization when I realized how much clothing I had to remove from Hosi's body. We had just fallen onto the bed when the phone rang. It was the American Consul asking if we could come to his office tomorrow morning at ten. I agreed, thanked him, and hung the phone onto its cradle. I returned to Hosi. We kissed tenderly as we did every day, but this time she pushed me onto my back and reversed into a “69.” Slowly, she took me into her mouth as I laid siege to her pussy with my tongue. Together we licked and sucked each other, our breathing becoming more rapid and ragged as we progressed. Hosi began to shudder as I massaged her G-spot with my tongue and shook wildly when I pinched her clit between my fingers.I gave her a few minutes to recover before turning her around to face and kiss me while I buried my cock deep into her. I thrust up strongly, bringing the two of us to mutual orgasms. I held her tightly as my cock erupted repeatedly into her womb. I pulled her to me, kissing her wildly as we recovered. We rested most of the afternoon, went out for dinner and returned to the hotel again for the evening.This was a much bigger and more modern hotel than our first one together so when I turned on the TV the screen went to a menu. Hosi asked me what all those choices meant. I knew I was in for a problem when I saw the word “Adult” on the screen. I had to explain to Hosi that these were movies about sex. That got her attention and she wanted to see one even though I told her several times that few of them were very good.I picked one that I thought had the most reasonable plot, confirmed the payment and sat back with Hosi to watch. Her first observation was that, “These women have very large breasts.” I laughed as I told her, “They're not real. A doctor like Dennis can make them bigger. Some men think bigger is always better.” Hosi looked at me as though I was crazy, but turned her attention back to the screen. An hour later the movie ended and I could see that Hosi was thinking. “David, didn't you tell Queen Aleppa that sex was usually done in private? Then why do these people do it when so many others can see?” I explained that the sex wasn't really between people who loved each other; they were actors—people playing a role. She shook her head, “David, I don't think I will ever understand your world.” I agreed with her, pulled her to me, kissed her tenderly, spooned with her and went to sleep.We walked together the following morning into the Consul's office. “Thank you for coming so promptly, Dr. Schneider. Would you please step over here?” He pointed to a portable projection screen where I noticed a photographer standing. I stood in front for a portrait and then positioned Hosi. The photographer thanked us and left.“May I ask what's going on, sir?”“Yes, of course, you and Mrs. Schneider are getting new passports—diplomatic passports ordered by Secretary Spillane. I have a communiqué for you. I'm sorry, but I must have it returned once you've read it.” I took the sealed envelope from his hand, opened it and led Hosi to a nearby couch. We read the letter together. I thought for a few minutes and reread it before returning it to the Consul who shredded it into the smallest pieces I had ever seen.“When will our passports be ready,” I asked.“In about twenty minutes. Secretary Spillane obviously wants you back in the States. You'll be flying business class on a plane this afternoon courtesy of the State Department. It's a non-stop directly into Dulles. A limo will meet you there and take you straight to his office. After your meeting you will be free to deal with your other business—sorry to learn of your uncle's passing.”Someone had been really busy—I had never mentioned my uncle to anyone outside the valley, but I wasn't about to turn down free tickets and I was eager to see my old friend John. We left with our passports and tickets in hand. We returned to our hotel to collect our meager belongings. I phoned the marina, telling Kevin we were on our way home and bought a small suitcase and some toiletries. We checked out and took a cab to the airport.I led Hosi through the maze that modern airports have become. We went through security, although our diplomatic passports greased the way for us. We were led to a special lounge where we ate and relaxed prior to the flight. I could see that Hosi was nervous, “Are you sure this huge thing can actually fly?” I reassured her and held her hand all the way on to the plane. I helped her with her seatbelt and kissed her cheek. I helped her with the complimentary headphones; watching her face when she first heard the music was priceless.We ate the mediocre food and slept most of the way; nine hours later we landed at Dulles, just outside Washington in rural Virginia. We breezed right through Immigration and Customs with our diplomatic credentials, meeting our driver just outside baggage claim. Half an hour later we walked hand in hand into the Department of State. We were obviously expected; we went right to the head of the line at security and were led directly into John Spillane's office. John rose to greet us as I introduced him to Hosi who was clearly awestruck by the entire experience.“Thanks for coming on such short notice, David. I can see from one look at your bride why you live in Brazil. You are truly beautiful, Hosi. That's an interesting name. Does it mean anything?”“Yes, sir,” Hosi replied, “brave warrior.”“Wow, that's an unusual name for a woman—brave warrior, eh? OK, David, I'm sure you are wondering what's going on.”“Yes, sir I never thought we'd both get U.S. passports and especially not diplomatic ones. You obviously have something in mind for us.”“Actually, it has to do with your uncle's will. We believe he has in his possession some papers that unfriendly nations would like to have. Your government would prefer to see them destroyed—burned or at least shredded.” He then went into detail about the papers which he thought would be in my uncle's safe.I knew my uncle was a naval architect and that he sometimes worked for the government. What he had were copies of top secret plans for a new submarine. He had been working on them at home when he died. John was pretty sure they were in his safe. As his heir I would receive the key from his attorney when the will was read. That would be two days from today just outside Groton, Connecticut home of the Electric Boat Company which was a division of General Dynamics, a huge contractor for the Department of Defense. Unfortunately, the reading of the will would bring Hosi and me into direct contact with my mother.I thanked John for all of his help and promised we would do what he wanted. Before we left John told me there might be some danger involved. I just laughed and told him I'd be safe with my brave warrior at my side. I doubted he realized just how dangerous Hosi could be.We took our limo to a nearby hotel, checked in, and took a nap. OK, it wasn't really a nap. We lay on the bed until Hosi said she wanted to try some of the things we had seen in the movie we rented our last night in Brazil. When I asked her which things she climbed up onto all fours, positioned herself at the edge of the bed and pointed to her pussy. I got up and stood behind her. I rubbed my cock into her slit—she was as wet as I was hard. I leaned forward and pushed easily into her tight cunt. I leaned forward as I rocked into her so I could massage her breasts and nipples with one hand while I found and rubbed her clit with the other. I massaged and rubbed and fucked and kissed her neck and back. It wasn't long before she surrendered to my assault, and good thing, too because I was getting really close. The friction within her cunt was more than I could bear. I pulled back and pushed my hips forward, driving deeply within her as I erupted, soaking her pussy with my hot white cream. We fell forward together laughing and kissing, “Welcome to the U.S. of A,” I whispered as I nuzzled her ear.“I think I'm going to like it here if every day is going to be like this one.”“Careful…you haven't met my mother yet.”“Oh, David she can't be that bad.”“Hosi…both of her children moved to live with you and neither of us bothered to tell her we were going. Does that tell you anything? My mother is an emasculating bitch. She hates men so, of course, she had two sons. She drove our father to an early grave with her constant nagging and complaining and she tortured both Scott and me when we were kids. No, it wasn't physical abuse, but she went out of her way every single day to criticize and belittle us. I doubt she ever told either of us that she loved us. Now she'll accuse me of twisting her brother against her even though we were more than two thousand miles away for more than a year. I'm glad I have you to protect me.” Hosi laughed, totally unaware that I was totally serious.We flew the next morning to Islip MacArthur Airport in Islip, Long Island. I rented a car and drove east on Route 25A toward Orient Point. From there we took a car ferry across Long Island Sound to Mystic, Connecticut right across the river from Groton and the Electric Boat Company where my uncle had worked for so many years. We saw several nuclear subs at the company's docks. I drove off the ferry and we looked for another motel. Once we found one we drove up to Foxwoods, the world's largest casino. I took Hosi with me to play blackjack. For a person who had never even seen a deck of cards before she was a remarkably quick study. We quit four hours later just about even which I explained to her was an accomplishment. We went to one of their finer restaurants, The Cedars Steak House, where I treated Hosi to a sumptuous meal. Hosi would never get used to being waited on, no matter how often I took her out to eat. Even in Brazil in the tiny backwater towns Hosi would sit wide-eyed as a waiter or waitress brought our food or cleared the table. Now, in an exclusive restaurant Hosi marveled at the number of people waiting on us. She marveled even more at the food. We ate little meat in our valley, relying on lamb and goat on those occasions when we didn't eat fish or some combination of fruits and vegetables.We returned to our hotel sleepy from all the food, but apparently not sleepy enough to discourage Hosi from fucking me. She turned on the TV, choosing again the “Adult” menu. I have to say this for Hosi—she was a fast learner. She could maneuver her way around these menus as well as if not better than I could. She picked one and nestled into my arms. She knew all about “69,” but now she was amazed to see one of the actors fucking the woman's ass. She turned to me, “David, have you ever done that? I would think that would be painful.”“Yes, Hosi I have done it and it can be painful—very painful. It can feel good—really good-- too, if it is done right. I'll explain the whole thing to you sometime, but not now—I'm too tired.” I really wanted to go to sleep but Hosi was into the movie, getting ideas to try on me. We turned off the set an hour later and assumed our normal position—spooning with my hand on her breast.I awoke the following morning not to a bright sunlight, but to a hot wet mouth around my cock. I peeked under the blanket and Hosi peeked back sheepishly, “I saw this in the…what is the word I want, David?”“Movie?”“Yes, that's it and I thought I would try it on you. Do you enjoy it?”“Hosi, I always enjoy your mouth on my penis, but you should know that those movies are not real. Hardly any of those things happen in real life.”“I know that, David. I remember that you explained all that to me, but I still want to do it.”“OK, but don't I get a chance to do you?” She grinned ear to ear and pivoted around. I inhaled deeply, savoring the aroma of the pussy I loved so well. I had heard that all women taste and smell differently, but I wouldn't know. I had only gone down on a handful of women before Hosi and I doubted I'd do any more, but I did know that I loved the smell and taste of her. I reached up to lick her just as Hosi swallowed my cock—she'd gotten awfully good in an awfully short time. I covered her delicious pussy with my mouth and sucked mightily. That got a huge reaction from Hosi as she gasped loudly. She fucked my cock with her mouth and I fucked her with my tongue. She'd had a head start on me and we hadn't fucked last night so I wasn't lasting very long. I moved my mouth to her clit as my fingers sought her G-spot. I knew she was close when she began to shake. Her body exploded in a massive spasm just as I bathed her tonsils with my cum. She rolled up to me, cum dripping from the corner of her mouth. She scooped it with her finger, licked it clean and kissed me as we swapped each other's fluids. I would have loved to stay in bed with her, but we had an appointment we had to keep. I pulled her to the shower.We ate a quick breakfast, but not at the motel—I always hated the so-called free breakfasts. We found a family restaurant where we enjoyed waffles and bacon with some orange juice. I used to be a big coffee drinker, but not in the valley where we mostly drank either water or some kind of fruit juice—we had ten different varieties. We arrived at the lawyer's office about ten minutes early. Of course, my mother was already there. I walked in holding Hosi's hand.“I knew you'd show up for this, David. You've always had your eyes on your uncle's money.”“Nice to see you, too, Mother. And for your information I haven't even spoken to my uncle for more than four years.”“I'm sure that's a lie you greedy bastard.”I almost laughed. If anyone was greedy it was her. “Believe what you want, Mother. Yesterday was the first time I've even been in the States for more than two years. We don't even have any phones where we live. When I say we I'm referring to me, my wife Hosi, your son Scott who also left without saying good-bye to you, and your nephew Kevin.”“Hoe…see? What the hell kind of name is that?”“It means ‘brave warrior' in her tribe's language and, believe me, she is. I've seen her put down two bruisers in less than a minute. Oh, by the way, not that I think you even care, but you're a grandmother. It's a girl named Kela. She's fifteen months old now. It hardly matters, though—you'll never see her, thank God. Now, let's get this over with shall we?”“Good idea, I'm John Keller, your uncle's attorney. Rather than read the entire will I'll summarize. That will save a lot of time—there's a load of legalese in here. Mrs. Schneider, your brother left you $10,000 with the instruction that I read the following passage verbatim: “Stella, you have been a Grade A bitch your entire life. You made your poor husband's life a living hell and mine wasn't much better. You tortured me when I was a child, but fortunately I was able to escape as an adult. If anything good comes from my death it's that you and I will be in different places for eternity.”“David, you inherit the remainder of the estate which I'll explain to you after I give this check to your mother.” He handed the check to my disgusted mother who rose and stomped out giving me yet another dirty and disgusted look.“I'd be careful of her if I were you, David. She strikes me as a vengeful person.”“She is, believe me. She has alienated virtually everyone who has ever known her. What my father ever saw in her is a mystery to me. Now can we go over the details?”“Of course…essentially he left you investments amounting to just over 4.5 million dollars and his house and boat.”“I'll want to see the house. I understand you have the key to his safe?”“Yes, you do realize that anything of value will have to be declared.”“Sure, if I find anything I'll bring it back here for you to handle. I'll want to sell the house and boat. You can give the proceeds to my mother, not that she deserves them. I'll never see her again and I doubt that I'll even attend her funeral. All the same, I'm not a vindictive person. Prepare whatever documents are required. However, I do not want her to get the house. She lives in a filthy broken-down apartment building; she can stay there.” I took the key, got directions and we walked out the door. I was just about to ask Hosi what she thought about my mother when she pushed me aside. Hosi rushed forward to meet my cursing club wielding mother as she rushed up the walk. Hosi grabbed her wrist and held her immobile while I got up from the ground. I walked back in and asked Mr. Keller to call the police. Hosi held my mother in such a way that she was unable to move or even drop the weapon until they came. She was charged with attempted murder and assault with a dangerous weapon. When we were asked for identification we showed the officer our passports so she was also charged with terroristic attack on a government official. That meant the FBI would be involved. By the time they straightened this out we'd be back in the valley. Meanwhile, Mom could sit in a cozy jail cell and stew.We found the house without much trouble; Hosi had a fantastic sense of direction. I walked in and shut off the alarm exactly as Keller had said. Hosi and I walked to my uncle's office and looked for the safe. Of course, she had no idea what we were looking for until I explained. Then she found it under the rug. I opened it and found the papers. We walked to the rear patio where I recalled my uncle had a gas grill. I removed the cooking surface and started the fire. I separated the papers and lowered them to the blazing grill; they caught immediately and were soon ablaze. We rested easier once they were a pile of ashes.Returning to the office we noticed there was also about $250 in cash and some old coins. I collected them in a grocery bag, closed the safe and drove back to Keller's office. I gave him the coins and told him to note the cash which I would keep. I told him to send my dear mother a letter stating that I had intended to give her the proceeds from the boat and house, but now she'd get nothing. I shook his hand after giving him the name of my investment manager and my bank info. He looked at it and asked, “Where is this bank?”“Just like it says there—Brazil; the main branch is in Recife, but ours is in some backwater little town you've never heard of about eight hundred miles up the Amazon.” Once again we left his office, but this time it was a peaceful departure. I drove back to Mystic, calling John Spillane's private number, telling him our mission was accomplished. We took the ferry back to Long Island and ninety minutes later we were back at the airport where I returned the car. We caught a cab to the Ronkonkoma Station where we rode a train into Penn Station in the middle of New York City. I was quiet during most of the ride as Hosi looked out the window. She turned to me suddenly, “Do you miss all this, David? It's so different from our valley.”“Hosi, there are a lot of great things here, but there are just as many bad.” I explained to her about crime, pollution, prejudice, traffic, poverty, drugs, terrorism, and as many other issues as I could think of. “We don't have any of that at home. We have clean air, clean water, no crime, no jealousy, and everyone works together. Plus, there is one other minor thing—you. We have all those wonderful things, but I'd live in the worst place on earth if I could be with you.” Hosi beamed, leaned across the seat and kissed me—warmly, passionately, and loaded with her love.We walked up from the station, emerging onto West 31st Street where we caught a cab to the Plaza Hotel at 5th Avenue and Central Park South. Hosi was never afraid, but she was certainly a little overwhelmed, primarily by all the people and, secondly by all the hustle and bustle of the city. I had wanted to treat Hosi to some of the wonders of Manhattan where I had lived for several years. We were escorted to our room by a bellman and, of course, he had his hand out for a tip even though we only had one small duffel. Hosi took a look out the window and asked me, “What's that, David? It looks like the jungle.”“It should be Central Park. It's a big area of woods and grassy areas in the middle of the city, but it can be a jungle at night. There's a lot of crime there—muggings—basically robberies by groups of men. Sometimes they're kids, but they can be just as dangerous. There are lots of police on patrol, but it's a big place.”“I think we should go for a walk after dinner.” I knew I should have chosen another hotel. Hosi loved a challenge. Hopefully, she wouldn't find one. We ate in one of the Plaza's restaurants, returning to our room around nine. I took a leak and put all my valuables into the room safe. When Hosi returned from the bathroom we went down for our walk. I noticed she had changed her clothes; she was wearing her tribal skirt and thong along with her familiar warrior's sandals. “Oh, shit,” I thought, “she is really hoping for trouble.” I just hoped they wouldn't have guns.We entered the park at its southern entrance and walked slowly up one of the many paved paths, holding hands and kissing occasionally. We walked for almost a mile, noticing several other couples also out for a walk. We kept to well-lit areas and saw several bike riding cops along our route. We decided to turn back and that's when I saw the four kids. I'll say kids, but they looked to be about twenty. They had been following us for who knows how long. “OK, Hosi here's your chance. These four guys look like trouble.”“Hey, man—give us your money and we won't hurt you or your woman.” It was the leader, a dark haired kid in those baggy pants I had seen a lot of hip-hop black kids wear in the past.“Oh, guys trust me; you definitely don't want to do this. You're going to be sorry you ever thought of it. You're in for a big and nasty surprise, besides we don't have any money with us.”“Yeah, well too fuckin' bad,” he replied as they stalked closer. He grinned as he continued, “You can see how we're shakin' we're so afraid. I guess that means we gotta cut you. Next time you'll know enough to bring money, right guys?” They laughed as they spread out about ten feet from end to end and moved in for what they thought would be the kill. Hosi pulled me behind her as she scanned the four. She almost laughed as she jumped four feet into the air. She kicked out with both feet, contacting the two center guys in the sternum before landing easily on her feet. Of course, if you asked Hosi she would never know the technical name for this body part, but she would be able to describe exactly what the impact of her hardened heels would cause.The two fell stunned by what had happened. They could barely breathe let alone move. Hopefully, they'd only have bruised ribs. They'd been taken out in less than a second. The other two didn't even have an opportunity to react. Now Hosi checked on the two outside thugs. Both had pulled knives, but the one on the right looked nervous—unsure of himself. Hosi turned to the left. He swung the knife in a vicious arc, narrowly missing Hosi's abdomen. I was sure he thought he was quick, but next to my wife he was more tortoise than hare. She grabbed his wrist and elbow as soon as the knife was past. She pushed the elbow and pulled the wrist; I could hear a horrendous crack. When Hosi released him his arm hung useless, broken just below the joint.Hosi turned to the nervous one, calling him to her with a waggle of her finger. He threw the knife to the ground and sprinted away. Hosi could have caught him easily, but I took her arm and turned her back toward the hotel. I put my arm around her and kissed her cheek. She giggled, “I told you it wasn't dangerous here in the jungle. Those boys were nothing compared to a jaguar.”“Yeah, but I killed the jaguar.”“No, darling…you killed the last jaguar.” I stood there dumbfounded until she whispered into my ear, promising me something special once we returned to our room. We made love so many times that night I couldn't count, riding me furiously every time, but, of course Hosi was up at the crack of dawn full of energy and vigor. She dragged me from bed and into the shower. She giggled as she washed me and rubbed my cock and balls. My poor organ was so exhausted it didn't even respond despite her best efforts. We had a quick breakfast and headed to Pier 83 at West 42nd Street and 12th Avenue. I bought tickets for the complete three-hour tour on the Circle Line. We sat on the upper deck in our sweatshirts with an unobstructed view. We could see all the way across the Hudson. I pointed out the Palisades on the Jersey shore across the wide river. It was only a few minutes before the ship pulled out and headed down the river. We took in the scenery as we listened to the commentary over the PA system. A tear came to her eye when we passed Ground Zero, the former site of the World Trade Center. Hosi couldn't understand how people could be so callous as to kill so many innocents.Hosi marveled at the Statue of Liberty and listened closely to the commentary here. Eventually we turned north into the East River where we could see the South Street Seaport and the Chrysler building. We passed Randall's Island and turned into the Harlem River before reentering the Hudson at Spuyten Duyvil, a deep gorge famous for its torturous currents. It hardly seemed that three hours had passed when we pulled back into the pier.We walked along 42nd while I told Hosi of the famous show and movie of the same name. We were accustomed to walking long distances so the thirteen block trek to the Empire State Building was nothing. I paid the fee and we rode the elevator to the observation deck. Hosi couldn't believe how big the city was, especially compared to the tiny cities we knew along the Amazon.We walked to the nearest Subway station where I bought tokens and we walked to the platform southbound. “Are we under the ground here? Is this safe?” Hosi asked.“It usually is,” I replied, “but sometimes there are thugs who try to rob people. It will be safe now; most of that stuff only happens late at night, and—no—we're not coming back here to find out. You'll have to take my word for it.” I laughed at her disappointment—we got off at Chinatown where we went for an enjoyable lunch.Lunch was enjoyable for several reasons. First, the food was great. Second, we both laughed crazily at Hosi's attempts to use chop sticks. At one point she asked if people actually use these horrible things. When I explained how many people live in China she thought I was making it up. I asked our waiter, an old acquaintance of mine from many visits when I had lived in Manhattan. We spent the afternoon walking around the South Street Seaport and Battery Park before taking another subway north and back to our hotel.We showered together—we always bathe together back in the valley—even though it was a tight fit. That worked out well for me as Hosi's delectable breasts pressed into me the entire time. Of course, my hard cock pressed into her. She laughed the first time she looked down, “I don't know who's enjoying this more. Let's finish up so I can take advantage of you. Do they have any of those adult movies here?” I cringed inwardly—if Hosi learned any more things to try on me I'd be lucky to make it back to the valley in one piece. We enjoyed a nice quickie as Hosi jumped me, pushed me back onto the bed and mounted me. Her face was one of utter contentment as she slid down onto my cock. I would have enjoyed a long nap, but I got us up around 6:30 so we could catch a cab down to Little Italy. I had made reservations at Angelo's on Mulberry Street. There were plenty of restaurants in Little Italy, now reduced to a bit more than two blocks due to encroachment from Chinatown. Most of those places were nothing more than tourist traps—second class food at first class prices—but Angelo's was truly a gem. I ordered the lamb shank and asagna for Hosi as I explained about Italian food. Few people realize that Italian was the basis for almost all other types of cooking, including French. We enjoyed a delicious salad along with a hearty Chianti Classico. I teased Hosi saying, “This is how wine should be made.” I was surprised when she agreed. Our entrees were fantastic—Hosi loved the lasagna, but when I gave her a taste of my lamb she wanted to switch. Not a problem; I loved Angelo's lasagna. We left around 9:30, catching another cab uptown.The following morning we stopped by Al-Cor, hoping to see some of my old friends. I ran into Harry Hanson in the lobby. He couldn't believe it was me, especially when I introduced him to my wife. He took one look at Hosi and shook his head, “How did an ugly coot like you ever marry someone as beautiful as her,” he asked. Hosi took a step forward before I had a chance to answer, but I convinced her that he was only kidding. Harry rounded up a few more buddies and we met for a brief reunion in one of the conference rooms; there were five of them plus Hosi and me.“How's everything with you guys,” I asked. I was surprised when the response was five frowns and looks of disgust. “What's the problem?”It was Steve Frazier who answered. He was the senior employee. “The new CEO is an asshole…oh, sorry Hosi. He is a complete idiot. He's going to take the company down and us with it. I'd do anything to get out.” The others agreed. I had an idea; I gave Hosi a look and she must have been thinking along the same lines. She nodded and smiled so I continued, ”If I remember correctly all you guys are single, right?” They nodded and a few said, “Yeah, why?”“Come to dinner with us tonight and I'll explain—The Plaza, suite 912 around six, OK? Good, we'll see you then.” We left to continue our sightseeing. We went back uptown, taking the subway again toward the Bronx where I took Hosi to the zoo. We walked slowly along the paths. Hosi did a double-take when she saw the size of the lions, but almost fainted when she saw the size of the tigers. I explained that they lived in Africa and Asia respectively, so we only had to deal with the jaguars which were bad enough. We laughed through the 4-D program with Dora and Diego. She laughed at the penguins and marveled at the giraffes and elephants. All too soon it was time to leave. I wanted to plan our meeting with my friends. We would start with drinks while I explained how Hosi and I had met. Hosi suggested she appear in her traditional tribal attire and when I looked down she said, “You did tell me that most men would kill to be able to play with these blobs of fat, didn't you? Well, I won't let them play, but I will let them see what's in store for them.” I had to agree it would be a big inducement.They were late, but I expected that—traffic of every kind is a bitch in the city at all times, but especially during rush hour. I heard a knock at the door at 6:20; Hosi slipped off to the bathroom to wait until she was called. I had bought several bottles—gin, vodka, rye, and scotch—and some mixers and offered everyone a drink. We sat around in the living room of the suite and I began,” The story you've heard about my last time in the jungle wasn't exactly true.” I explained what had occurred up to when we were captured.“What do you mean captured?”“We were captured by a group of…now don't laugh…Amazons...a tribe of warrior women. Hosi is one of them. C'mon in, Hosi.” She walked into the room resplendent in her skirt, sandals, and bracelet. Her breasts were standing proudly. The men's mouths were agape—wide open—as were their eyes. I continued, “There were about twenty of them all armed with bows and arrows and spears. They tied us up, but had peaceful intentions. They fed us and gave us some fruit juice. They paraded us all around the jungle to confuse us and eventually took us into a hidden valley. Care to guess why they wanted us?”“Obviously not to eat you,” Sean O'Reilly commented.“No, but I have been eaten a few times,” I joked, “…they wanted us to breed. So far I've had to fuck around sixty women, all looking much like Hosi—beautiful, tall, in great shape, with fantastic bodies. I had to return to get rid of the micro-transmitter, but I went right back to be with her. My brother is there with my cousin and my best friend who is a doctor. Right now there are roughly 100 pregnant women and next year they want another 100, and the next year and the next. I have Hosi; my brother has Reta; my friend Dennis has two, but my cousin Kevin plays the field. He's even impregnated the queen. So here's the offer….”We wound up talking most of the night, eventually ordering a couple of pizzas from a local restaurant. It was Hosi's first pizza and she approved wholeheartedly, asking if this was italian. The guys obviously approved of Hosi—they all signed up to join us. I told them to fly to Recife when they could and we'd pick them up for the trip up river. We made arrangements to contact each other by shortwave, agreeing on a time and frequency for our discussions.The following morning Hosi and I flew back to Washington where we met again with John Spillane. He asked about the plans even though we had already advised him that they were destroyed. He wanted to know how many sheets there had been and their sizes. Finally, he breathed freely, convinced we had done the job. He asked us to return the diplomatic passports to the consulate. We readily agreed; we saw no immediate need to leave the valley or the Amazon ever again. The following morning we flew back to Brazil, eager to see and hold our daughter. On the way I commented to Hosi, “Not bad…we did the country a great service and we're bringing back another five future residents.”“For a scientist, David you're not very observant. We're bringing back six new residents. I'm pregnant again.” I looked into those beautiful pale green eyes and told her how much I loved her. I really did—I was the luckiest man in the world.“For a scientist, David you're not very observant. We're bringing back six new residents. I'm pregnant again!” I looked into those beautiful pale green eyes and told her how much I loved her. I really did—I was the luckiest man in the world.I kissed her then leaned back as we took off, soaring into the sky. I reclined my seat as I told Hosi I needed sleep. “Somebody keeps me awake all night,” I kidded. She blew a kiss and I fell asleep. I was suddenly awakened by Hosi squeezing in to the seat with me. We were there maybe fifteen minutes when the flight attendant told us we had to have our seatbelts fastened—turbulent weather ahead. I unlatched my belt, ran it around Hosi and pulled it tight to refasten it. Hosi squeezed even closer into me. I looked up at her—words were unnecessary. I put my arm around her…laid her head on my shoulder and we fell asleep again. Unfortunately, I couldn't caress Hosi's breast. I couldn't wait for some privacy so I could demonstrate my love for her appropriately. We were awakened hours later by the attendant who told us we were about to land. Hosi returned to her seat; we moved them into “the full upright position,” and waited for the landing in Brazil.Our diplomatic passports enabled us to move swiftly through Immigration and Customs. We had our bag so we grabbed a cab to the American Consulate. Once again we were granted admission and escorted to the Consul's office. “Hello, again,” I began, “Secretary Spillane requested we return these to you. I doubt we will need them again.”“Yes, I received a cable from the Secretary. He is most appreciative of your efforts on behalf of your country. I have no idea what you did—and I don't really want to know—but he has given instructions to hold the passports here in the event that you will need them again. Also, I've been instructed to inform you that your mother has been sent to Gitmo and will stay there unless you intervene. Does that make any sense to you?”“Yes, unfortunately it does. My mother tried to kill me. If it weren't for Hosi I'd probably be dead now. Please tell John I said thanks, but I have no intention of doing anything for at least the next year. Then I don't care what they do with or to her. Thanks for your help; I do have one more request.” Knowing that the Consulate had all kinds of communications equipment I asked if someone would send a message to my brother. I gave them the time and frequency along with the brief message; it went out and was received at 9:00 that night.Hosi and I found a small hotel; on the way she asked me, “What is ‘gitmo?'”I explained it was short for Guantanamo Bay, a navy base on the island of Cuba, which was interesting because basically we were enemies. I explained the history and how the U.S. had established a detention center there for terrorists.”“Is your mother a terrorist?”“Not really, but when you attack someone with diplomatic status I guess that's terrorism. I'm sure she was more surprised than even we were. Truthfully, I don't really care.”We checked in for the night. The first thing she did was turn on the TV; luckily there were no Adult programs, not that Hosi needed them. After a plain vanilla start she had begun to show considerable imagination, wanting to try everything. Some of the positions she told me about were physically impossible for mortal men. I only prayed she didn't learn about BDSM. We went to a rodizio—an all-you-can-eat Brazilian barbeque restaurant—for dinner. The waiter stood there unbelieving at how much Hosi could eat. She must have had the world's fastest metabolism because she never gained even a single pound. Having slept on the plane we went out looking for some nightlife—anything so long as I didn't have to dance. So, of course, we wound up in a bar/club where there was loud music and crazy Brazilian dancing. I loved looking at it—it was sexy as hell when other people did it--but I knew from past experience that I looked like a scarecrow in a tornado. We sat and listened, ordering two beers until some guy came and asked Hosi to dance. I waved her on—I knew she could take care of herself and I wanted her to have a good time.Unfortunately that good time took a nasty turn when the guy put his hand someplace where only I was given permission to go. She slapped him, but the impact was more like a punch from Mike Tyson. He looked up startled from the floor to see Hosi stomping away, coming back to me at the table. “You've got to stop killing off the population,” I kidded her, but I kept an eye on her erstwhile dancing partner. He got up and walked away, but soon he was gesturing wildly to several friends who stole glances in our direction.Rather than turn Hosi loose I asked a waiter for the manager. When he came I acted indignant that my wife had been groped on the dance floor so badly that she had to slap her assailant. I pointed to where they were standing. Next thing I knew they were being escorted out. I prayed they'd have the good sense to leave.They didn't; they were there in the street when we left. “Gentlemen,” I began in my best Portuguese, “why don't we just call this a misunderstanding? My wife felt you insulted her and she reacted. Probably we're all square. Let's not overreact.” Naturally, there were some really insulting remarks aimed at my manhood. I had to explain in English to Hosi who was incensed, just what I wanted to avoid. She gave me her shoes and shooed me back to the building. It was brutal—I couldn't watch. In less than a minute all three men were lying, bleeding in the gutter. Hosi was just putting her sandals back on when the police arrived. I explained what had occurred and why, finishing by saying we didn't want to press charges. The officer laughed, agreeing that they had probably paid the worst punishment already, being beaten by a girl.I translated everything for Hosi—everything but that last comment. We didn't need her assaulting a policeman. We were just about to walk away when he asked how she did it. “Karate expert,” was my answer. He nodded knowledgeably in response. We walked slowly back to the hotel, arriving there in five minutes.I led Hosi to our room; it was pretty much what I would have expected in any medium to large city—small, quiet, and somewhat worn. I collapsed on the relatively small double bed. Hosi fell on top of me. “You know, you should be more careful, being pregnant, and all.”She pooh-poohed me, telling me that I was being silly. “You worry too much, David. I could handle them while I was giving birth. They were sissies.” “Maybe, but some day they'll have guns and you'll be dead. Then what will I do? What will Kela do?” That was all I had to say. She knew I'd survive, but her daughter…. she was contrite. “I don't know what came over me, David. I love it when you touch me there, but I don't want anyone else to do it.”“Then what you needed to do was leave the dance floor and come back to me. He would have gotten the message and nobody would have gotten hurt. Remember, this is supposed to be ‘civilization.'” She looked at me, saw that I was kidding and we both laughed. We rolled around on the bed and when we stopped we looked into each other's eyes. We couldn't get our clothes off fast enough. I ripped my shirt over my head and threw it—no idea where. I'd worry about it later, maybe tomorrow. My shorts were shrugged over my knees and past my ankles. Somehow Hosi was way ahead of me. She giggled as she pulled my boxers down my legs. She threw them into the air and dove onto me. “Is it OK if I touch you…there,” I asked kiddingly.“David, you can touch me everywhere and you can do anything you want to me.” I looked again into those marvelous green eyes and whispered, “I love you.”“Well, then, why aren't you fucking me?”“Well,” I said pensively, “I think that first I want to lick and suck your breasts and then I want to lick and suck your delectable pussy and then I think I'll finger your ass.” That got her attention! “And then…maybe I'll fuck you. Since that will take a while I think I'd better get started…OK?” By now she was laughing hysterically. I moved down to what she laughingly referred to as her “blobs of fat.” God, they were gorgeous, so beautifully formed…so terribly sensitive. I lowered my mouth, kissing her all over her breasts before moving to her areolas. Hosi's weren't huge, only about an inch and a half in diameter, but they were incredibly sensitive. Touching her areolas was more exciting to Hosi than touching, rolling, and pinching her nipples. She always squirmed when I licked them or touched them with my nose. I suckled each breast, actively reminding her of our lovely baby daughter. I moved farther south, licking my way to her navel. In my experience most navels were just there, you know--something in the middle of the belly. Hosi's was a major tourist attraction, right there in the middle of her six pack abs. Best of all, she was so ticklish there. Just run my tongue around it and she would squeal like a pig while she jumped around the bed. I kissed her abdomen and moved between her silky thighs. As much as I enjoyed the sensation of her smooth skin, that's just how much she enjoyed the touch of my whiskers—go figure!It never took much to get Hosi wet—a kiss, a caress, a cute joke, or my arm around her waist. After all this her cunt was like the Nile in spring, flooding the banks. Her thighs were covered in juice. I licked them clean, but it was a losing proposition. I took on the flow at the source, drinking directly from her cunt. I had just pushed my tongue into her tunnel when she shouted, “STOP!” I looked up, confused. “Turn around. You're not doing all that to me unless I can get even. Send that cock up here so I can suck it.” How could I argue with that kind of logic?I spun around and lay on my back. In a second Hosi was on top of me. “It would be so easy to wrestle with you, David. All I'd have to say is 'I'll suck your cock,” and you'd be on your back in a second.”“Bad joke,” I replied, “I hope your cock sucking will be better than that.”“You're usually satisfied, aren't you?” She leaned down to kiss the tip and then my cock disappeared. That was my signal to dive into her cunt. We went at each other for more than five minutes when I took a quick break, “If you keep that up we're going to have to postpone the fucking.”“OK, but you have to take care of me.”“Don't I always,” I asked as I dove back into her cunt.“Yethhh,” Hosi replied, her mouth full of hard cock. I rammed my finger into her, rubbing her G-spot furiously while I sucked her clit between my teeth. Hosi began to shudder and shake as she stepped up the action on my cock. I don't know how she could concentrate while she was shaking so badly but she did. I drove my hips up and my cock into her throat as I spurted into her six times. She came just as hard, drenching my face in her pungent musky cocktail. She rolled off and we lay there for more than a half hour recovering until she said, “We need some of those Adult movies.”“Oh God,” I groaned. “Let's go to sleep.” She nodded, climbed onto my naked body, and snuggled close, her head securely on my shoulder.To be continued, by senorlongo for SexStories.

True Crime Historian
The Skeleton Of Islip Woods

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Play Episode Listen Later Jul 5, 2024 62:37


Confession Of The Bigamist Otto MuellerEpisode 169 concerns the search for the killer of a young woman whose body is found in a remote Long Island development a year after her death. The one clue takes the investigation to Europe with sudden and surprising results.AD-FREE EDITIONBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/true-crime-historian--2909311/support.

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Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

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Play Episode Listen Later Jun 12, 2024 0:19


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Play Episode Listen Later May 14, 2024 52:40


Anyone up for some Mimosas?! This week the ladies are catching up on Kristen's recent trip to IPW – the largest international travel trade show of the year and sipping an exciting Taste of Long Island from our friends Bayberry in Islip to celebrate National Mimosa Day. Diving into more Long Island Life with some new blogs posted to discoverlongisland.com including Best Long Island Bars with Live Music – They also discuss many of Long Island's best museums in honor of International Museum Day!#TasteOfLongIslandMimosas from Bayberry #NationalMimosaDayMimosas feature prosecco, orange juice and/or blood orange juiceBrunch items that go great with their mimosas are the Bayberry Benedict, or Lemon-Blueberry Dutch pancake. Brunch is available Saturday & Sunday 11am – 3pmVisit baybarryislip.com for more informationWant to be featured on Taste of Long Island and be featured on our social channels and website? Email us at Spillthetea@discoverlongisland.com#LongIslandLifeBest Long Island Bars with Live Music:Mulcahy's (Wantagh)American Standard Whiskey Bar and Grill (Bay Shore)Village Idiot Pub (Patchogue, Lake Grove, Oakdale)Bistro58 at Jake's 58 (Islandia)Tap Room (6 locations with 2 more on the way)For more, visit www.discoverlongisland.com/blogInternational Museum Day (May 18th)-LI Museum of American Art, History & Carriages (Stony Brook)-LI Music & Entertainment Hall of Fame (Stony Brook)-Cradle of Aviation (Garden City)-Navy Seal Museum (West Sayville) -American Armor Museum (Old Bethpage)-Hallockville Museum (Riverhead)-Southampton History Museum (Southampton)-LI Children's Museum (Garden City)-Southold Historical Museum (Southold)-Parrish Art Museum (Water Mill)-Heckscher Museum of Art (Huntington)-Vanderbilt Museum and Planetarium (Centerport)#ThisWeekendOnLongIslandFriday, May 17th Murder Mystery Weekend at The Pridwin on Shelter Island***Taub Family Wine Dinner at Baron's Cove in Sag Harbor***Montauk Music Festival at Navy Beach Restaurant (All weekend)Saturday, May 18th Sat/Sun Cradle-Con at Cradle of Aviation Museum in Garden City Das Bock / New York's Original Lager Festival in Franklin SquareLong Island Whiskey and Spirits Fest with Arsenal Productions at Tanger Outlets Deer Park (use code: DISCOVERLI for 40% OFF)ASK US ANYTHING!DM us on Instagram or email us at spillthetea@discoverlongisland.com. Tell us what you want to hear! Whether it is Long Island related or not, the ladies are here to spill some tea with you!WATCH US:And SUBSCRIBE on YouTube FOLLOW US:Follow The Long Island Tea podcast on TikTok, Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter @LongIslandTeaPodcastWRITE TO US:Email spillthetea@discoverlongisland.com if you are interested in collaborating with us, need some "uncorked advice” or if you just want to say “How you doin?”RATE AND REVIEW US:Be sure to leave us a 5-star rating and review wherever you're listening, and screenshot your review for $5 off our Merch!WEAR US:Shop Long Island merch at shop.discoverlongisland.com Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

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Play Episode Listen Later Apr 29, 2024 24:53


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John Walser, ED Islip IDA LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

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Play Episode Listen Later Apr 2, 2024 10:39


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John Walser, ED Islip IDA LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

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Play Episode Listen Later Apr 2, 2024 10:39


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Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

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Play Episode Listen Later Mar 8, 2024 18:35


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John Walser, ED Islip IDA LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

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Play Episode Listen Later Feb 7, 2024 10:45


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Some New York lawmakers want then NYPD to resume cooperating with Immigration And Customs Enforcement, A day care suddenly tells parents it can no longer care for their children, Suffolk County Police are searching for a missing Central Islip teen

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SPOTLIGHT ON SCHOOLS 2-3-24 West Islip Current Events Club

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Play Episode Listen Later Jan 19, 2024 20:13


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Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 5, 2024 16:47


Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver! by JVC Broadcasting

Kinda Murdery
A Mysterious Skull in the Islip Woods - PART II

Kinda Murdery

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 1, 2024 22:26


The thrilling conclusion to a baffling murder mystery...For months, the skeleton of an unknown girl had lain in the Islip woods, still covered in expensive jewelry, a bullet-hole in her skull. Who was she? How could she be identified? Who killed her? What was there motive? In October 1909, the answers to those questions were left up to New York City Police Detectives, William Roddy and Tom Murray. Find out answers as they catch the killer on this episode of, Kinda Murdery...Happy New Year everybody!CALL 888-MURDERY, that's, 888-687-3379, to share YOUR Kinda Murdery story or your story of living with a disability or other challenges, and you could inspire an episode of the show!Sources: https://ia902206.us.archive.org/20/items/TrueDetectiveNov1925/TrueDetectiveNov1925.pdfThis show is part of the Spreaker Prime Network, if you are interested in advertising on this podcast, contact us at https://www.spreaker.com/show/5496890/advertisement

Kinda Murdery
A Mysterious Skull in the Islip Woods

Kinda Murdery

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 29, 2023 22:36


For months, the skeleton of an unknown girl had lain in the Islip woods, still covered in expensive jewelry, a bullet-hole in her skull. Who was she? How could she be identified? Who killed her? What was there motive? In October 1909, the answers to those questions were left up to New York City Police Detectives, William Roddy and Tom Murray. Find out what they uncover on the latest episode of, Kinda Murdery...CALL 888-MURDERY, that's, 888-687-3379, to share YOUR Kinda Murdery story or your story of living with a disability or other challenges, and you could inspire an episode of the show!Sources: https://ia902206.us.archive.org/20/items/TrueDetectiveNov1925/TrueDetectiveNov1925.pdfThis show is part of the Spreaker Prime Network, if you are interested in advertising on this podcast, contact us at https://www.spreaker.com/show/5496890/advertisement

Deez Lug Nutz
"Money" Matt Hirschman

Deez Lug Nutz

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 14, 2023 97:45


Episode 62 is on the scene and we welcome one of the biggest names in all of racing. If there is a big modified race on the east coast, Matt Hirschman has either won it or the win went through the Northampton PA native. Matt just added the Islip 300 from Riverhead Speedway to his long list of accomplishments this past weekend and we break it down for you!  The son of the great Tony Hirschman shares insight on whether his famous father pushed him to start racing, when he knew he wanted to follow in his father's footsteps and whether he entertains the thoughts of being one of the greatest to ever do it. We discuss his third straight win in the North South Shootout at Caraway, which track has eluded his stellar career so far, what he likes to do when he isn't racing, the difference between his team down south compared to the one up north and much more. Kade Brown dominated the Fall Brawl from Hickory Motor Speedway on Saturday. We discuss the event, the controversy stemming from his car and the tech shed and whether Kade is on the verge of becoming the next Late Model Stock Super Star. Katie Hettinger made history by becoming the first woman driver to win a Carolina Pro Late Model event. We discuss this moment, Tristan McKee's win in the Limited Late Model race and Cody DeMarmels winning another street stock event at Hickory.Stephen Nasse and William Byron had a Super Late Model duel for the ages at New Smyrna Speedway racing for the Florida Governor's Cup. We discuss this event and Nasse finally adding this to his star studded career. We preview the South Carolina 400 Late Model event at Florence this Saturday. Can Butterbean make it back to back wins in this event? Can Sam Yarbrough parlay his great track position of winning the pole due to his Locked In 150 win from the summer? What about Doug Barnes? He won the Icebreaker in February and it would be a feather in his cap to add this event to his trophy case? We discuss this and give her picks for the winner, contenders and a dark horse!This and so much more on another big time episode of DLN!!

JVC Broadcasting
Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 8, 2023 10:25


Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver! by JVC Broadcasting

WCBS 880 All Local
A rally in support of Israel along Central Park West later today, Donald Trump expected in the witness chair, and the community of West Islip honors two brothers lost in a tragic fire

WCBS 880 All Local

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 6, 2023 4:18


JVC Broadcasting
Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 6, 2023 19:02


Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver! by JVC Broadcasting

Ready 4 Pushback
Ep83: LCDR Brenda Robinson: Trailblazing African-American Women's Path in Aviation

Ready 4 Pushback

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 30, 2023 43:12


Gain the confidence to reach for your dream aviation career in today's episode with Lt. Cmdr. Brenda Robinson as she shares her journey to becoming the first African-American naval aviator. Tune in now to hear life-altering insights to fuel your path to success!   WHAT YOU'LL LEARN FROM THIS EPISODE  How Brenda started her career in aviation What it's like to be the first African-American woman to enter AOCS Advantages of being a flight instructor Challenges and lessons to applying for an airline as a woman pilot Aviation Camps of the Carolinas: What it is and what it does Timeless advice for young and aspiring pilots RESOURCES/LINKS MENTIONED Aviation Officer Candidate School Devotion American Airlines Success Is An Attitude, Goal Achievement For A Lifetime by Brenda Robinson | Kindle and Paperback ABOUT LCDR BRENDA ROBINSON Brenda earned her private pilot certificate at MacArthur Airport in Islip, New York. While a senior at Dowling, a military services meeting paved Brenda's path to a military flight deck. Her 1977 selection as one of 10 women nationwide to attend the Navy's Aviation Officer Candidate School in Pensacola, FL, launched her on a path to becoming a naval aviator.    She became the first African-American female graduate from Aviation Officer Candidate School. Her entire career is peppered with firsts for African-American women in the U.S. Navy: flight instructor, evaluator, and VIP transport pilot, to name a few.    Today, Brenda shares her success stories in a number of ways. She published Success is an Attitude: Goal Achievement for a Lifetime in 1995. She is a sought-after speaker at schools and launched the Aviation Camps of the Carolinas in late 2014. She is currently working on her next book, The Very First Raven.   CONNECT WITH LCDR BRENDA Website:  Aviation Camps of the Carolinas CONNECT WITH US  Are you ready to take your preparation to the next level? Don't wait until it's too late. Use the promo code “PODCAST” and save 10% on all our services. Check us out at www.spitfireelite.com!   If you want to recommend someone to guest on the show, email Nik at podcast@spitfireelite.com, and if you need a professional pilot resume, go to www.spitfireelite.com/podcast/ for FREE templates!    SPONSOR If you're a professional pilot looking for a great financial planning partner for your retirement, tax, and investment, go to www.tpope.ceterainvestors.com/contact or call 704-717-8900 ext 120 to schedule a consultation appointment with Timothy P. Pope, CFP®.   Are you a pilot just coming out of the military and looking for the perfect second home for your family? Look no further! Reach out to Marty and his team by visiting www.tridenthomeloans.com to get the best VA loans available anywhere in the US.   Trident Home Loans - Mortgage Advertising Disclaimer: Marty Medve, MLO | NMLS 86840 Conditional approval offered by Trident Home Loans, NMLS 65716, is based on creditworthiness. All mortgage terms depend on factors including creditworthiness. Visit www.Tridenthomeloans.com for licensing info. Equal Housing Lender. NMLS ID 65716. Not an offer to lend; subject to credit approval.

JVC Broadcasting
John Walser, ED Islip IDA LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 18, 2023 11:30


John Walser, ED Islip IDA LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver! by JVC Broadcasting

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JVC Broadcasting
Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 10, 2023 18:08


Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver! by JVC Broadcasting

Indy Ball Report
Episode 239: Barn Burning Finish

Indy Ball Report

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 7, 2023 72:05


Recorded- October 5, 2023   Uploaded- October 7, 2023 The end of the 2023 season has reached us. The guys look at the ALPB championship series and the conclusion of the Champions Baseball League. Also some end of year awards and more changes in dugouts from Islip to Billings.

JVC Broadcasting
Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 21, 2023 33:03


Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver! by JVC Broadcasting

JVC Broadcasting
Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 21, 2023 33:03


Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver! by JVC Broadcasting

Academy of General Dentistry
Michael Calderon, DDS, Talks About Robotic Dental Implant Surgery

Academy of General Dentistry

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 12, 2023 35:08


Michael Calderon, DDS, the founder of the Calderon Institute, joins Dr. Schmidt to discuss the progression and precision of robotic dental implant surgery. After completing a two-year dental residency at New York University (NYU), he established his private practice in Islip, New York. He has performed more than ten thousand dental implants. His passion for dental implants began in 1999, recognizing that there was an advantage for general dentists to conduct implant procedures in their practice. Dr. Calderon is one of the few dentists in his area performing robotic implant surgery. He can attest to its precision over “brain guided” surgery. According to Dr. Calderon, robotic technology eliminates uncomfortable hand and body positioning for both the dentists and patients. Because of its ability to read and gauge oral cavity measurements from CT scans, robotic technology provides prompts that will minimize the degree of any substantial error.

JVC Broadcasting
Andy Wittman, Islip Receiver of Taxes LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 11, 2023 8:15


Andy Wittman, Islip Receiver of Taxes LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver! by JVC Broadcasting

JVC Broadcasting
Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 17, 2023 19:45


Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver! by JVC Broadcasting

JVC Broadcasting
Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 11, 2023 22:37


Angie Carpenter, Islip Town Supervisor LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver! by JVC Broadcasting

JVC Broadcasting
John Walser, ED Islip IDA LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver!

JVC Broadcasting

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 7, 2023 9:41


John Walser, ED Islip IDA LIVE on LI in the AM w/ Jay Oliver! by JVC Broadcasting

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Minimum Competence
Weds 5/10 - Apple Loses, Crow Says No, Santos in Trouble, Gilead Prevails, Powell in Ethics Hot Water and Trump Held to Account

Minimum Competence

Play Episode Listen Later May 10, 2023 6:07


Apple has lost its lawsuit against Corellium, a company that provides virtual iOS devices for security research purposes. The court ruled that the use of Corellium's CORSEC simulator falls under copyright law's fair use doctrine. This means that third-party virtual iOS devices are allowed and Apple cannot stop it. The ruling allows security researchers to run virtual desktops and OSs for research purposes. Concerns have been raised that developers may use Corellium's security-focused VMs to try out apps without having to acquire the related hardware. Apple tried to acquire Corellium in 2018, but was obviously unsuccessful.Apple just lost its lawsuit trying to ban iOS virtual machines | TechRadarTexas billionaire and GOP donor Harlan Crow has refused a request from Senate Finance Committee Chairman Ron Wyden to detail the extent and tax treatment of luxury gifts he provided to Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas. Crow's attorney argued that the inquiry "appears to be a component of a broader campaign against Justice Thomas and, now, Mr. Crow, rather than an investigation that furthers a valid legislative purpose." Democrats who control the Senate are ramping up inquiries into the relationship between Crow and Thomas and his wife, conservative activist Ginni Thomas, following reports that Thomas never reported luxury trips and other gifts funded by Crow. ProPublica also reported last week that Crow paid tuition at two private schools for Thomas's grandnephew in the late 2000s. Wyden said he is "disappointed but unsurprised" by Crow's refusal to comply and will be talking with other lawmakers on the committee about using "any tools at our disposal" to compel a response. Republicans are pushing back on Democrats' efforts, including their call for a high-court code of ethics similar to one that applies to all other federal judges.Harlan Crow Refuses Senate Request in Justice Thomas InquiryRepublican Representative George Santos, who was elected to a district in New York City and Long Island in 2022, is facing federal criminal charges over possible campaign finance violations. The charges could be unsealed as early as today and the case could be prosecuted out of the Eastern District's central office in Islip on Long Island. Santos has previously rejected calls to resign after it was revealed that he fabricated much of what he had claimed about his education and career. During the campaign, he claimed to have worked for Goldman Sachs and Citigroup, graduated from Baruch College in New York, played on a championship volleyball team and that he was Jewish, but none of those things were true. Santos was part of a Republican wave that picked up House seats in New York State during the 2022 midterm elections. With Republicans holding the House by just five seats, Santos's vote is a critical part of House Speaker Kevin McCarthy's hold on power. McCarthy said he would ask Santos to resign if he's found guilty.George Santos Faces Criminal Charges by US Justice DepartmentA quick follow-up to an earlier story wherein we covered a rare suit by the US government to enforce a patent against Gilead Sciences.Gilead Sciences has won a lawsuit brought by the US government over patents for its HIV-prevention regimens using Truvada and Descovy. The Delaware jury found the government's patents were invalid and not infringed following a five-day trial and a morning of deliberations. The US government had argued that Gilead failed to compensate the US Centers for Disease Control and Prevention for discovering that Truvada, first approved to treat HIV, could also help prevent infection by the virus. Gilead reported worldwide sales of more than $2 billion last year from Truvada and Descovy.Gilead Sciences prevails in US government lawsuit over HIV drug patents | ReutersSidney Powell, a former lawyer for Donald Trump, is facing a professional misconduct complaint in Michigan over a failed bid to challenge the 2020 US presidential election results. Powell and other lawyers filed a lawsuit in November 2020 claiming that widespread voter fraud undermined the legitimacy of President Joe Biden's win over Trump. The Michigan Attorney Grievance Commission filed the case on Friday, claiming the plaintiffs' lawyers brought a “frivolous lawsuit” and engaged in “conduct that is prejudicial to the administration of justice”. Powell and Wood did not immediately respond to messages seeking comment. Giuliani, Eastman and Wood are among other lawyers in Trump's orbit facing attorney misconduct claims related to election-related litigation.Trump ally Sidney Powell, others face misconduct case in Michigan | ReutersFormer President Donald Trump has been found liable for sexually assaulting writer E. Jean Carroll and defaming her by calling her a liar. This is the first verdict against him in a string of legal cases that threaten to erupt during the 2024 presidential campaign. The panel of six men and three women returned the verdict after deliberating on the civil lawsuit for less than three hours. Carroll had accused Trump of attacking her in the dressing room of a Fifth Avenue department store in the 1990s and then harming her reputation by saying she made it up when she went public with her account in 2019. He must pay her $5 million in damages, $3 million of it for defamation. The trial renewed attention on Trump's fraught history with women, and anyone who thinks women shouldn't be abused, as he embarks on another run for the White House.  Despite the relatively high-profile trial, recent polls show Trump as the clear front-runner for the GOP presidential nomination. Trump's attorney Tacopina said Trump would appeal Tuesday's verdict and seek to reduce the damages. Because it was a civil rather than criminal case, and because the wealthy and powerful are rarely actually held to account, Trump was never at risk of imprisonment over Carroll's allegations. Trump Liable for Sex Abuse, Must Pay $5 Million to Carroll (2) Get full access to Minimum Competence - Daily Legal News Podcast at www.minimumcomp.com/subscribe

WCBS 880 All Local
Heavy rains over the weekend led to flooding across NYC. A teen boy is running for a spot on the school board in West Islip. Faculty union leaders at Rutgers University have reached a tentative agreement after historic strike.

WCBS 880 All Local

Play Episode Listen Later May 1, 2023 5:22


Wayne Cabot and Paul Murnane have the morning's top local stories from the WCBS newsroom.

WCBS 880 All Local
Unlicensed teen driver collides head-on with school bus in Westchester. Family of 13-year-old plans to sue Central Islip School District over alleged bullying. The Knicks advance to the next round of the playoffs for first time in a decade.

WCBS 880 All Local

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 27, 2023 4:05


Joe Benigno and Evan Roberts
Max Scherzer ejected; the history of Islip

Joe Benigno and Evan Roberts

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 19, 2023 52:03


Hour 3: The guys talk about the crazy situation involving Max Scherzer. And they did a deep dive into the history of Islip. 

Pick of the Bunch by Basic Bananas
S13 EPISODE 07: Relationship talk with Amy Islip from Think Better

Pick of the Bunch by Basic Bananas

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 16, 2023 23:38


Relationships are at the core of business (and life!). And the quality of our relationships determines the quality of our lives and the success of our businesses.  In this episode, we are chatting with Amy Islip, the founder of Think Better. Amy is a Registered Clinical Counsellor, Relationship Therapist and Educator known for her warmth, Read more The post S13 EPISODE 07: Relationship talk with Amy Islip from Think Better first appeared on Basic Bananas.

The Long Island History Project
Episode 168: Bayport History with Rob Walch of Libsyn

The Long Island History Project

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 23, 2023 36:16


Bayport and its immediate vicinity in Islip on the south shore of Long Island have some deep ties to history. There's the Bayport Aerodrome with its vintage airplanes, the Meadowcroft estate of John Ellis Roosevelt, and the roadside sphinx of the Anchorage Inn from the early 1900s. But what would all this mean to a teenager in the early 1980s? Today we find out with Bayport native Rob Walch who grew up in the area during the age of video games and the Islanders dynasty. It's local history through one man's life, from a part-time job at Satelite Pizza to a position on the high school rifle team to clandestine forays into the Girl Scout camp next door. Further Research Bayport Aerodrome Society Camp Edey Meadowcroft Satelite Pizza A Brief History of the Hardy Boys Audio Footnotes: The Sphinx: Episode 9 Bayport Aerodrome: Episode 94 La Salle Military Academy: Episode 41

1010 WINS ALL LOCAL
Wake for a firefighter in East Islip today....New York ranks at the top for renting a home next year.....Good Riddance event in Times Square

1010 WINS ALL LOCAL

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 28, 2022 3:52


Black Flagged
Pontooned The Guy w/ Freddie Kraft & Timmy Solomito

Black Flagged

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 29, 2022 109:11


Two former guests rejoin the show at the same time to discuss the happenings of the Islip 300 a few weeks ago and the Turkey Derby this past weekend where Timmy finished runner up to "Big Money" Matt Hirschman. Always a fun one when these two join the progrum. Charlie and Brad will be making the trek to the Snowball Derby this weekend and wont be home to record Monday so we will be making your Wednesday suck less next week! Support the show

Black Flagged
The Flower Prick Drew Blood

Black Flagged

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 15, 2022 97:59


We recap the Islip 300, the Star banquet, answer some patreon questions from the pals and do a few mad libs that for sure broke us on numerous occasions. Support the show

Referee Rant Podcast
Episode 364, The Rant: Devine Smith - Part 2, Things Done Changed - The Return.

Referee Rant Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 8, 2022 33:50


First of all, shouts to Devine, as he’s the fastest recurring guest in the history of this pod. In 4 short months, so many things have changed. We rechopped it up with Devine to talk about his breakout summer - his work in the community of Bay Shore and the Township of Islip, his summer Basketball League, his newly minted Flag Football League, Flag-On, and what else he’s up to this summer. All that and more, Devine, Part 2, now.

Boomer & Gio
Norman in East Islip is mad about the Rangers

Boomer & Gio

Play Episode Listen Later May 10, 2022 13:30 Very Popular


Boomer was off today but he had to call in and talk about his disappointment in the Rangers after a lopsided Game 4 loss Monday night. Seems like the Booms thinks Gallant is more like a Goofus?

This Day in History Class
A garbage barge sets sail on a five-month journey in search of a place to unload - March 22nd, 1987

This Day in History Class

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 22, 2022 13:08


On this day in 1987, a barge carrying nearly seven million pounds of trash set sail from Islip, New York, and spent the next five months looking for somewhere to dump it. Learn more about your ad-choices at https://www.iheartpodcastnetwork.com