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Saturday, April 25, 2015


Emotional bubbles from deep within escape my lips in one single word of praise. OOOOOHHHHH.

It's more like a long intake of breath, but in a profound way, it's prayer.

I am a solitary worshipper at the edge of the sea, caught up in one meaningful moment. I realize deep within this is not just a typical beach experience. It's a true worship service.

I didn't expect this Sunday sunrise service when I climbed a sand dune far from home instead of climbing customary church steps.

Saturday, April 25, 2015

The mystery of life is truly amazing. Every person around us including ourselves is formed from two special cells that join together and begin growing and multiplying in unity until they form a tiny copy of a person who eventually becomes a baby, a new living creature with its own life and personality. Life is such a magical experience. In fact for me, the mystery of life is one of the ultimate universal feats of magic.

Saturday, April 25, 2015


An expansion of its junior high school, complete with its own cafeteria and kitchen, a multipurpose turf field, and air-conditioned classrooms.

Those are essentially the crown jewels of a conceptual rendering that's been pitched to the Palmerton Area School District as part of a potential $21 million districtwide renovation project.

While no decision has been reached, such a scenario is one the district has to consider for a variety of reasons.

Saturday, April 25, 2015

One of my recent college students turned in an opinion paper where she had intended to say, "From the get go, it was obvious that the speaker was going to tell it like it is with no holds barred."

What she wrote, however, was, "From the gekko, it was obvious …"

I commented on her paper that the tiny animal that's the central figure in the Geico insurance commercials has nothing to do with that phrase.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Imagine a fiery hole appearing one day in your backyard with temperatures topping 1,458 degrees Fahrenheit. This is a fire so intense that branches held near it spontaneously burst into flames. In Urumqi, China, this is exactly what happened recently.

The inferno appeared a week ago outside the village when a flaming sinkhole about a meter wide appeared in the ground. Scientists believe that the spontaneous combustion of coal may be responsible. They are exploring ways to close the fissure, but scientists warn it could reopen.

Saturday, April 18, 2015


My mother had a routine based on the days of the week.

Mondays were wash day, no matter what.

Tuesdays meant ironing. (Remember ironing? I barely use my iron anymore and I certainly don't devote a day of the week to it.)

Wednesdays she cleaned the upstairs. Thursdays she cleaned the downstairs.

Fridays she scrubbed the kitchen floor and took the stove apart to clean it thoroughly.

Saturdays, (if she couldn't find a daughter to do it,) she scrubbed the two porches.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

(Reader alert: Please be advised the following article may cause some embarrassment if you read it. But the author believes that by sharing even the most intimate details of one's life, it may help others to know they are not alone. Through humor, it also helps her keep her sanity. Well, that depends on who you talk to, of course.)

I have this "friend." Let's say her name is Melinda. She's going shopping today. She's headed to Bed Bath and Beyond. She's looking for a rubber sheet.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

I had to do a bit of a double take when I first read the headline. Surely this had to be some satirical piece disguised as actual news.

Nope. It's real.

"Pentagon deploys 'May I kiss you?' training."

I read it again and shook my head in disbelief.

It would seem that last week, the United States Air Force awarded a $10,000 contract to a company known as The Date Safe Project to provide three training sessions to servicemen and women to instruct them on consent and the prevention of sexual assault including bystander intervention. Each session lasts 60-90 minutes.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Sitting in the booth and waiting for a waitress, I couldn't help overhearing a conversation between two senior citizens enjoying coffee at the counter of a small, local diner.

They were reminiscing about grade school days.

"It was a rough time," said one old man, a gent with a loud, crackling voice, his furrowed brow emphasizing the word rough.

"My mom didn't have much, but always scraped things together. She had to pack my school lunch by seeing what she could come up with," the man recalled.

"But one thing I always had was bread," he went on.

Saturday, April 18, 2015


Every now and then we get a chance to be involved in something so much bigger than we are.

That happened this weekend when I had a behind-the-scenes glimpse at the American Cancer Society telethon.

I asked co-worker George Taylor if I could drop by and answer phones or something. I was going to put in a few hours, meet a few people, hear a story or two and go on with my weekend.