Saturday, July 12, 2014


Saturday, April 9, 2011

A recent, unexpected loss still weighs heavily for many of us.

We'll never totally heal. We'll always deal with emotions over losing someone vital and special.

That's how it goes. Loss doesn't necessarily become easier, whether it's a co-worker or family member. When we lose someone we care about, we lose part of ourselves, and we spend the rest of our lives dealing with it. I'm not sure how we continue, but that's what we need to do each time it happens.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

April is always a special month for me.

One reason is because it's the month of my birth and I always make my birthday celebration last all month.

April is also special because it's one of rebirth. In Pennsylvania, we start to see trees budding and the start of spring flowers pushing from the earth.

I always loved walking about my yard and neighborhood, alert to the rebirth all around me. It's always a celebration when our world turns green.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Can you ever remember Easter being observed this late in the spring (April 24)? At least the odds are slim that we'll have snow falling on the Easter bonnets this year.

After learning about the five-foot hole created in the fuselage of one of its planes, and cracks found in at least three others, I'm glad I'm not flying Southwest Airlines anytime soon.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Do you wonder what the FBI knows? This most famous national law enforcement organization that made a reputation for fighting the gangsters and bank robbers of prohibition and depression days to investigating spies and espionage in the Cold War, the Mafia and organized crime families of the 1970s and finally the terrorists of today has created a new website called "The Vault" in which more than 2,000 digitized documents are released to the public.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

The last time I wrote in this space I shared some Irish jokes with you. The response to those jokes was so good I thought I do it again. Here goes.

McQuillan walked into a bar and ordered martini after martini, each time removing the olives and placing them in a jar. When the jar was filled with olives and all the drinks consumed, he started to leave. "S'cuse me," said a customer, who was puzzled over what McQuillan had done. "What was that all about?" "Nothing," he replied, "my wife just sent me out for a jar of olives."

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Here it is, April 2nd already. So why haven't I put away my winter coat, hat and gloves? Two shovels and a 50 pound bag of rock salt still sit on my front steps. Global warming, my eye.

I know why I get in the March Madness basketball pool every year. It just reinforces how dumb I am when it comes to picking teams. Calling up the standings in the pool, I can't even find my name I'm so far down the list. That's what I get for selecting a Pennsylvania team (Pittsburgh) to win the NCAA tournament. And they got knocked out in the second round.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

I didn't think the humorous stories of last week's whirlwind tour of Florida could be so easily topped, but this week's national news has managed to do so although the reaction from me and I'm sure many of you is less humor and more raw disbelief to anger.

We all moan about the bloated bureaucracy our once great republic has become and how corrupt and incompetent its agencies can be, but I never dreamed in one week there would be three stories from the President to Congress to the ATF that could illustrate how impotent and irresponsible our government can be.

Saturday, April 2, 2011


One of the more depressing chapters of American health care was the treatment of the mentally ill leading into the 20th century. Because they were totally misunderstood and society did not know how to deal with them, many who entered an institution were often confined there for life.

Dorothy Dix, who crusaded for reforms of prisons and asylums during the 1800s, was once told that those being institutionalized "don't need any heat – they have no feeling."

Saturday, April 2, 2011

As God continues to shower me with blessings, one of those blessings is my new friend, Fran.

In addition to radiating goodness in everything she does, Fran is a strong, take-charge woman who rises to every challenge, both large and small.

But she wasn't always like that. Seeing the strong, gutsy woman that she is, it's hard to believe she spent 20 years of her life mired in fear and despair.

She has agreed to let me tell her story so that women can believe they can change their lives, no matter how bleak the circumstances.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Let's talk food.

Normally, it's my favorite topic to talk about.

Not this week.

I got zapped with a gastrointestinal infection. I haven't eaten anything but crackers, chicken broth soups and Jell-O for a week.

I've been chugging Gatorade like a Pittsburgh Steeler line defenseman on an August 100-degree practice day in Heinz Field. (Doctor's orders. You would never find this God-awful sweet-tasting stuff near my lips otherwise! Ugggghhhhh!)