From the Cornell Alumni News: A favorite Cornell fight song “echoing off high rises on a fall evening in Manhattan. Touchdown the Bear boogying at Rockefeller Center. Hundreds of carnelian-clad alumni, sporting light-up necklaces and armed with kazoos.

“That’s the scene at the biannual Sy Katz ’31 parade, when alums of all ages and era gather in the Big Apple to march, dance and celebrate Big Red spirit.

“Dubbed “the shortest parade with the longest history,” the event began in 1972, when its namesake created it as an opportunity to showcase and celebrate the Big Red Band.”

Rules for the event are famously loose: Band and marchers gather in the vicinity of Rockefeller Center after the Cornell-Columbia football game and march to the Cornell Club on 44th Street and finish with a brief concert.

Big tradition that only took only 45 years to transform into a Cornell Tradition.

A-E suggestion: Why can’t an area school adopt the fun, format and, in conjunction with homecoming, have a similar celebration. A-E originally thought of a Greater Jasper bash but realized that location exists only in A-E’s imaginative but obviously contaminated mind.

Have at it, school alumni: create an unforgettable festival that at least once a year will throw extra attention on your school.

Anyone who thinks that makes sense can contact A-E who, for the record, dreamed up a festival for a small Vermont town that went on for decades before morphing into three other popular events.

Suggested school names

An anonymous (her choice, not A-E’s) correspondent suggests some of the area hyphenated school districts deserve less descriptive but more positive names. Suggestions: “name 'em after flowers: the Petunia district, Dandelion, Daisy, Phlox, Pansy, etc.” Those sound “prettier” than Alfred-Almond, Canisteo-Greenwood and Jasper-Troupsburg, A-E avows.

Welcome aboard, John

John is the new mail carrier for A-E’s corner of his favorite village. John’s credentials include years walking up and down the Hornell Highlands carrying mail sacks and developing calves that could probably sprint up Pike‘s Peak. Now that he’s in shape, John’s been assigned to the village flatlands. John’s joining the village during arguably the nastiest season for carting around heavy leather mail bags. To paraphrase an old Kipling poem: “If you can keep smiling when the weather about you is cold, windy and snowy, you’ll really love the place during the balmier seasons, John.”

Season’s Greetings from Albany

“Dear Taxpayer,” the personal note began. “New York State is providing you with this check to reduce your local property tax burden. It represents the tax relief available to you this year under the State’s Property Tax Relief and Property Tax Freeze programs. You are eligible for the check because your property is in a school district or local government that complied with the state’s property tax cap. For the freeze program, local governments also had to develop an approved efficiency plan to reduce their tax levies.”

Nothing like a personal letter with a check attached to say “Happy Holidays! sez A-E.

Thanks, school district and local government, for your tax cap compliance.

Thanks to election inspectors

Election inspectors work H------ (Heckish) hours for little pay. For example, on Nov. 8 polls were open from 6 a.m. until 9 p.m. Those hours plus set-up and clean-up add up to at least 16 hours.

To take the edge off that long day, inspectors prepared tasty goodies to share. Co-worker comments under the category of “Yummie” went to Bonnie for her chili, Nancy for her meat balls, Sherri for the salad, Janet for snacks, Monica for fruit and Orchardist Harry for apple cider, A-E is told.

A Latin holiday wish for us all

“Dona Nobis Pacem

“Dona Nobis Pacem

“Dona Nobis Pacem”

Translation: Grant us peace.

Response: Amen

The Canisteo-based author is the Tribune education reporter.