Wednesday, December 24, 2014


Saturday, December 13, 2014


Move over, grinches.

Any ill-willed attempts to steal Christmas are bound to fail miserably.

Besides, no one wants to be around people who are mean-spirited and unfriendly, especially this time of year.

So, kindly step aside, dismiss those winter blues and holiday doldrums, and instead, turn that frown upside down.

Based on the litany of Christmas-themed functions staged in recent weeks, it's safe to say the holiday spirit is alive and well.

Saturday, December 6, 2014

As much as I love my day job, there are some aspects of it that I absolutely abhor.

At least once a week I end up speaking with a parent whose child has been abused, either physically, sexually or both. I have, on numerous occasions, been reduced to tears and have fought the urge to vomit over the horror stories that these desperate people share with me.

When you hear stories like that, it's really hard to go home and sleep at night.

I find myself wanting to grab some sort of weapon and take care of the pieces of garbage that hurt those innocent children myself.

Saturday, December 6, 2014

I've always believed there is no such thing as "too old."

Life is an attitude, and my attitude is every age is a good one. Plus, I'm a bit surprised to find that the older I get, the happier I am with life.

I was always sure I wasn't going to ever let the phrase "too old" apply to me.

I cringe when I hear people say they want to try something new but they are "too old."

"Too old" is a state of mind, one best avoided.

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Christmas time. It is a wonderful, magical, spiritual season.

We are encouraged to find ways to help brighten and lighten other people's lives in the gifts we give and the deeds we do.

A couple of weeks ago I told you a few amazing stories of how Operation Christmas Child affects lives and the mysterious way God has of answering prayers.

I've got another one for you this week that is closer to home. Be sure to have a tissue or two nearby. It leaves no doubt in my mind that little miracles happen all the time.

I'll call this story "The Christmas Shoes."

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Our first stop is a tidy house on a steep hill. Carefully I count the six meals we are to deliver here, stacking three of the styrofoam meal containers and three desserts in each bag. The lady of the house answers my knock, and her facial expression changes from semi-guarded to pleased.

How nice, she says, my husband just lost his job, I wonder who knew? She hasn't ordered any Thanksgiving Day meals from the Tamaqua Salvation Army.

Saturday, December 6, 2014

There is an interesting video on YouTube that I found several months ago called "Powers of Ten." This was a short film produced by Charles and Ray Eames of the Eames Office in 1977, and it is a fascinating view of our world, the world without and the world within.

The movie opens with a picnic in a field in Chicago, and the narrator describes how the camera will zoom out at a certain rate as it leaves the Earth, the solar system, our galaxy and continues to zoom out on an imagined, hypothetical journey through the universe.

Saturday, November 29, 2014


As you read this I'm probably still cleaning up from Thursday's Turkey Extravaganza.

Although my fridge is packed with leftover stuffing, glazed Brussels sprouts, candied yams, mashed potatoes and gravy, I'm already looking forward to our next Thanksgiving ... in February.

Saturday, November 29, 2014


For my daughters, I purchased Heathergems jewelry, which is produced from heather stems and manufactured exclusively in Pitlochry.

For myself, I brought home a couple of small bottles of Bruadar, which is a wonderful single malt Scotch whisky with honey, and for my mother-in-law, a simple box of Highland Blend tea from the Edinburgh Tea and Coffee Company.

My mother-in-law, Mary, is a serious and quite devout Tetley tea drinker.

Saturday, November 29, 2014

One of best parts of journalism is the opportunity to meet people and write their stories.

In my opinion, you just can't beat it.

Telling other people's stories provides an opportunity to see new faces every day, broaden your horizons and, best of all, make new friends.

I had the chance Tuesday night to spend time with historian Bernie Krebs, along with wife Jane and her dad, Gary Solt, all of Jim Thorpe. Wonderful people.

Bernie grew up on West Broadway and is impassioned about old tales of Carbon County.

Saturday, November 29, 2014

The other day when I was browsing in our library I found what looked like a fascinating book.

"The Sacredness of the Present Moment" has a beautifully written introduction and I thought the book might have some sage advice about keeping our thoughts on the present moment.

It's not as easy as you think it is.

For at least the past year or two, I have been making a conscious effort to "stay in the moment" rather than letting my mind drift.