2 06 2012

I would have to say, being the daughter of someone who is VERY connected and involved in St. Peter’s Fiesta and it’s festivities, that I wouldn’t have had it any other way in my life. St. Peter’s Fiesta is in my blood, and when June first rolls around, and they begin to put the alter I still get all excited-just like when I was a kid.

Having a father who carried the statue of St. Peter for years, and walked the pole so many times makes the tradition of “Fiesta” come out more and more in me. Other people think it’s just a day to get all messed up and to have a good time. I guess that has become part of it, but it goes a bit deeper than that. At least it does for me.

Just experiencing this tradition, and knowing your family has been a part of it for years and years, makes you almost feel proud in a sense-‘ya know? It’s four days that I feel PROUD to be from Gloucester and to be the daughter of a fisherman. I am proud to come from a family who has instilled Gloucester’s traditions and values into generations of family…from the beginning…not that I’m not proud of that everyday.

Everyone knows you living here in Gloucester, and people have a level of respect for you; at least that’s how I feel but I’m sure that’s because of my father.

My father has not walked the pole for the past two years. I can’t begin to tell you how strange it was to watch my first ever Sunday pole with him by my side, instead of having to close my eyes as he walked half-way out onto the pole. If he hurt himself I wouldn’t have to see it. Last summer he was by my side hootn’ and hollerin’ for his friends out on the greasypole.

The older I get the more I appreciate St. Peter’s Fiesta and what it truly means. It makes me very happy and warm inside when I get to see all my Dad’s friends and people I haven’t seen that whole year come together like nothing’s changed…like a whole year has not even passed by.

Now that I’m done ranting I can give you a short story.

I remember watching my Dad on the beach when he had just won the greasypole in 2000. He had just become the oldest guy to win the event!

I was seventeen years-old in the summer of 2000. My best friend Amanda and I were on the beach during Sunday of Fiesta getting ready to watch “Samo” (my dad) walk the pole for his millionth time. He had left the house earlier that day saying in a mighty hoarse voice “this is the year Samantha, that flag is mine!”
“Yeah ,yeah”, I said, and waved him off-kissed him on the cheek and wished him good luck. Every year since 1987 when he won the greasypole for the first time, he says to me “I’m gonna win it this year Samantha!…”This is my year!”.

Needless to say thirteen years later and I still didn’t believe him.

My friend and I walked down toward Pavillion beach. We were hiding our keg cups so that we could drink a cocktail while we watched the events of St. Peter’s Fiesta.

I was hiding in the middle of a crowd of friends so that none of my family would spot me (good luck with that on a Sunday of Fiesta!). All of a sudden the crowd cheers in an uproar that led me to believe that someone had just won the Greasypole. I looked at the person next to me and then asked, “Who grabbed the flag?”. He responed, “Your father did!”.

I looked at him and laughed. Then all of a sudden the WHOLE ENTIRE beach started chanting, “SAMO! SAMO! SAMO!” I looked at my friend Amanda, threw my cup into the air, and bolted to the beach. Just then I heard my cousin Sam announce over the loud speaker “SAMANTHA, MONIQUE WHERE ARE YOU???!!!!”

As I emerged from the crowd I saw my Dad proudly holding his flag up in the water. He was climbing onto the Coast Guard boat because he couldn’t breath… he was crying too much. He threw his hands in the air, gripping the flag with all he had left.

I remember seeing the whole crowd on the beach going NUTS! I remember I could see everybody on Stacey Boulevard going crazy too. Everyone was just seemed to be so happy that Samo had won!

He met my friend and I on the beach and covered me with a tight, greasy hug. He was screaming in his loudest and hoarse, “Fiesta-voice”, that HE DID IT!

“I DID IT SAMANTHA!” He screamed again!

My friend and I walked back to my house shortly after. We lived down the Fort at the time. People were hugging me left and right- shaking my hand and congratulating me like I was the one who won the pole!

I walked into the house and could hear my Dad in the shower. He was sobbing. I yelled into the bathroom to see if he was okay. He stuck his head out and with tears rolling down his face, screamed, “I WON SAMANTHA, I F-ING WON!!!!”

It was a really proud moment. I could not quite understand why it meant so much to him until he said to me that his friend Larry, who had died a year or two before, was out there on the Greasypole with him today, and that his old friend had given him that last “push” he needed to get to the flag, and grab it.

This is my favorite story. I have many memories of watching my father, “Samo” Frontiero walk the greasypole, but this is one story that I will never forget.



26 03 2012

The Doctor is in and he’s leading “THE GOODER LIFE”!                       Imageclick-pic for a house-call!

You don’t need an appointment!  What’s that you say?  You’ve already got a Doctor?  Well I’ll guarantee that you don’t have a doctor quite like Dr. Jesse!

Dr. Jesse (Jesse Christensen) and his wildly creative acting troupe is at it again, poking fun at writing greats such as Shakespeare, and other big-screen Hollywood productions.

Jesse has been acting since childhood.  His inspiration for comic film production comes from classic situation comedies such as “Kids in the Hall”, “Strangers with Candy” and the in your face cartoon characters “Ren and Stimpy”.  When asked, Dr. Jesse says that he enjoyed these shows as they were cutting-edge when it comes to walking the line between side-splitting laughter and making the audience just a little uneasy.  Jesse says that he always wanted to create “The Gooder Life” because comedic acting is what he has wanted to do as far back as he can remember.  The passion shows through within the mirthful videos he’s been producing.

Dr. Jesse has been acting, directing, filming and producing with long-time friend and current cast member Ross Franklin since he was fifteen years old.  Their first film creation was called “Super-Human Gigalos”.

All of the actors and musicians involve themselves in these comedies out of their own love for laughter.  Riley Knispel, Bard Cavalho, Ross Franklin, Jeremy Lovasco, Joey Unis and local musician/actor Dennis Monagle are spot-on and will have you doubled over with their original comic genius. This troupe has a natural feel for each other and it shows in the buffoonery they are producing.    Their natural ability to get your giggle going is mind-blowing, and the Good Doctor is always ready to collect the grey-matter spilled onto the big screen.

(click pic for theme song^^^)

Currently Dr. Jesse has pilot episodes of “THE GOODERLIFE” circulating film festivals throughout the United States.  He is also underway with a new collaborative production with the viral-video sensation and 2012 Presidential Candidate Vermin Supreme.~~~click pic to meet Vermin~~~~~~~~~~~~~>>>

So if you want the instant cure for a broken funny bone on the cheap, have Dr. Jesse make a house-call by pointing your internet browser at the following links:

Dr. Jesse on Facebook!

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F/V Midnight Sun; Lisa T. Corp.

22 03 2012

The “Midnight Sun”  is one of several fishing vessels owned and operated as a family business since 1931.   The Testaverde family  has roots as deep as the oceans are vast when it comes to fishing.  Recently the family has also chronicled their efforts at sea in a book about the topic…

“Memoirs of a Gloucester Fisherman is one man’s story of a lifetime spent seafaring out of Gloucester – a personal record, an intimate summing-up, of unusual candor and strength. At the same time, Salve Testaverde’s account represents an important document in the history of commercial fishing over the past fifty years. In the span of his working life, which began in 1931 on his father’s boat, R. Salve Testaverde has seen the coastal fishery of New England change, and adapt to change, relentlessly. The story of his career traces the ups and downs of the Gloucester fleet as shifting market conditions and developing technology challenge its men to adapt and survive. But Memoirs of a Gloucester Fisherman is also a story of the love between a woman and a man, of a marriage that flourished through the hardships and uncertainties of the Depression, the War, and, of his wife and the home she made for her family brings us deep inside the man himself – his doubts, his joys, his ways with the people he loves. Just as indelibly, we see the Testaverdes against the sharply drawn backdrop of Gloucester’s fishing community. In scenes of extraordinary vitality, Salve Testaverde describes the daily life of the Fort neighborhood as it was in the ‘20s; the first of the famous fiestas in honor of St. Peter; the competition and especially the camaraderie among the men of the fleet, culminating in their triumphant cooperative effort to create the Fisherman’s Wharf. In Salve Testaverde’s song of himself, we hear the true voice of a community and a way of life. Memoirs of a Gloucester Fisherman is an unforgettable book. “-excerpt from “Memoirs of a Gloucester Fisherman”.

   You can order the book now at the following websites:

Ever wonder what it would be like to be aboard a modern fishing vessel out at sea?  The Midnight Sun sends real-time updates to their Facebook page.  Great photos from the fishing grounds.  Check out their site on Facebook.

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