Saturday, April 29, 2017


Saturday, February 25, 2012


I am a people watcher.

For me it is relaxing, very entertaining and a great way to pass time if I am in an airport, a bus station or the malls.

I like to just sit back with a cup of coffee and let my imagination run wild.

The people I see can be rich or poor, can be kings and queens, movie stars or just regular folk, in my mind.

I love to look at the styles of the younger generation.

I like looking at mothers and fathers with children and let my mind wonder back to those days when that was my husband and I.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Could dinosaurs roam the world once more? Perhaps, but we are more likely to see a woolly mammoth if Russian scientists have their way. A story circulating the Internet this week discussed the successful resurrection of a long dead species of flower which was grown from fruit and seeds found in a squirrel's burrow which was frozen in permafrost in Siberia for the last 30,000 years. Supposedly once the seeds were thawed they were still viable resulting in the growth of this whitish flower.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

I don't need the groundhog.

I always know when springtime is coming because that's when I get a doozie of a headcold. And right now I have it. My head is more blocked up than the Lehigh Tunnel on a holiday weekend.

So I can safely predict that springtime in the Rockies is coming our way very soon.

Of course, it seems everyone is sick right now or just getting over sickness such as bronchitis, sinus infections, pneumonia, you name it. It's not a surprise. The winter has been too mild.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Well, Fat Tuesday has come and gone. It has become just another delightful gastric memory, thanks to some special people.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Reality television is big business in our society, evidenced by the likes of Paris Hilton and the Kardashian family, whose claims to fame are simply built on being famous.

A century ago, the coal region had its own personality who parlayed a well-promoted spending trip to New York City into a book and a national speaking tour. A New York Times writer once called Jay Jay McDevitt, a self-proclaimed humorist-philosopher from Wilkes-Barre, "the valiant hero of vainglory."

At 5-11 and weighing 170 pounds, sporting "high grade clothes," McDevitt was a striking public figure.

Saturday, February 25, 2012


Saturday, February 25, 2012


As tragic as Whitney Houston's sudden death was, I thought the national media overplayed the story. I counted four different TV networks broadcasting her funeral service Saturday, and her demise dominated the national news all week. American soldiers are dying almost every day in Afghanistan. Yet those tragedies don't get one percent of the attention that the singer, whose life was dominated by self-induced alcohol and drug problems, received.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

I watched the Republican primary race with interest over the last few weeks. I am very disappointed with the nominees, their performance and their platforms. They are bland and have little chance of engaging the hearts and minds of the electorate. After carefully reviewing their platforms, I believe that they do not have a real vision for America. Rather, they are running on a "defeat Obama" platform. The candidates seem like a bunch of kids in the schoolyard lining up to be divided into teams. They scream "pick me, pick me" but they have nothing of value to add to the team.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Last week an article in The Wall Street Journal caught my eye. The attention-grabbing headline read: Why Italian Moms Are the Best.

As someone who had at least five Italian mothers and one Italian grandmother, of course I wanted to read the article.

In our family, there wasn't much difference in the diligence of my mother and her four sisters. They all functioned as mothers to me and my cousins.

Nothing, absolutely nothing, got by these five mothers.

Saturday, February 18, 2012


What are our children's dreams? They are as varied as the kids themselves. Here are two examples, both from youngsters still in elementary school. They span the spectrum from the sublime to the silly:

I have a plethora of dreams, but today I'd like to write about my dream of being a traveler.


My dream is to own all the Barbies in the world.