My good friend Steve Leckas mother passed away on Thanksgiving. She was a really nice lady and a saint to put up with our crew when we were young and wild. Mrs. Lecka always something sweet to say to us in spite of all the trouble we would cause her. Sometimes she would be in on it too! One year Steve had a slumber party for a bunch of his buddies on his birthday. The next day she loaded us up in the bed of a classic old red Ford pickup truck that Steves daddy, Todd Lecka kept in mint condition to take all the boys home. Im pretty sure it was on my birthday in May because his birthday is the day before mine. Well for some good reason we loaded a trashcan full of water balloons in the back with us. Well Steves family had moved over to the gold coast over by Highland CC from North Edgewater in Vanstory Hills where I grew up. Lots of us lived in Vanstory. Although it couldnt swear Mrs. Lecka was in on it, we cruised up and down every street in Vanstory nailing anything that moved with those water balloons. As I recall, we were coming down Millbrook after probably the third pass by Frances Kellys house, some poor unlucky gentleman was loading his golf clubs in the trunk of his car and about tens water balloons and the very last of our ammo just soaked him and nearly filled up his trunk. Obviously oblivious of our vicious attack on all the defenseless victims in the area Mrs. Lecka got chased down by this man and was shocked to find out what the hooligans in the bed of her truck had been doing. This man was UPSET!! Here he was soaking from head to toe, late for his tee time pointing his finger at Mrs. Lecka and saying unspeakable things. June Lecka looked like she was going to cry. After a long couple of minutes of this she turned around to all of us and threatened to call all of our parents, put us on a lifetime of restriction if we EVER threw another water balloon at anything. I mean fear of God type tongue lashing. Finally, the delayed golfer figured he couldnt be any later and left the mortified and embarrassed June Lecka to deal with the malicious troublemakers in the back of the shiny red Ford pickup that had been canvassing Vanstory Hills. Man, the lady deserved an Oscar! She never cracked a smile or lost the frustrated look of despear for a second. My God what a performance. My love for her was never greater. As good as that was, she was an even better cook. However, its getting late and that story would take the rest of the week. Anyway, June Lecka was a really great lady, great mother and wife, the salt of the earth and had good sense of humor. See you sometime soon, June!
Posted on: Tue, 03 Dec 2013 05:53:02 +0000
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