Sunday afternoon Steven and I went to check out St. Anthony’s Festival at the church on South Main Street in Herkimer.
If we had been hungry we would not have stayed that way long. They offered a great selection of food including two of my favorites, calamari and sausage and peppers. You could also get beer or wine, but you had to stay in a specific place while you consumed it.
The church was open, so I went in to say a prayer. I picked up a card with a picture of St. Anthony on the front and a prayer on the back. I like the peaceful atmosphere of an empty church.
The best thing at St. Anthony’s Festival, to me, was the music. They had a polka band that was excellent. People were dancing the polka, and it was fun to watch. I’ve never learned to polka, but I bet I could pick it up fast. You only have to count to three.
I remember at family weddings when I was a little girl, the band would strike up a polka and everyone my parents’ generation and up would be on the dance floor. I remember my mom and dad being particularly good at it. Had I known there would be a polka band, I would have tried to get Mom and Dad to make the drive to Herkimer. Maybe at a future festival.
St. Anthony’s Festival was a three day affair. I know we missed many activities and other bands. We had actually thought about going down Friday or Saturday night, but were discouraged by rain and my own tiredness. I’ll make a greater effort the next time I see that St. Anthony’s Church is doing something. Those Catholics know how to have a good time.
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