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Saturday, November 5, 2011

I would say that this year I thought I saw everything weather-wise one could imagine, but Mother Nature seems destined to continue to outdo herself. Each month appears to have brought its own unique flair and just when it seemed like there was a month she could possibly disappoint, the earth moved, literally.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

The auto industry depended on and thus helped build the steel empire of Charles M. Schwab during the early decades of the 20th century.

Ironically, the automobile was also responsible for one of the most traumatic incidents in the life of Schwab's wife, Emma Eurana (Dinkey) Schwab.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Just call me Wendy Whiner. I hate to keep harping on the same old subjects but ...

*Winter

Have I told you lately how much I hate winter? And snow, in particular?

Oh sure, Saturday's snowfall was absolutely beautiful! Picture perfect. If I had been Courier or Ives, I'd been painting up a storm.

We have friends who are still out of power.

I missed a baby shower.

And this Halloween costume party we were invited to, (and was really looking forward to,) was canceled. It's been rescheduled for tonight.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

JIM:

Everybody dreams. At least I've never met anybody who denied dreaming. But I have met a few people - all around my age - who report being unable to recall what they dreamed. I believe them, because I've had the same experience. For at least a few years I'd wake in the morning, well aware that I'd been dreaming but darned if I could conjure up those dreams. They seemed to be floating right on the edge of consciousness, receding relentlessly from my memory.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

When was the last time you got to know someone new?

One thing I've always been aware of is that most people tend to stay around those they already know. Whether it's at a party, a business affair, or a social event, we tend to be most comfortable when we are with people we know.

OK, that's understandable. I certainly realize that when people are out socially, they enjoy seeing and talking with their favorite friends in the group.

I'm the same way. I have certain people in every group to which I belong who are my "favorites." I enjoy their company and seek them out.

Saturday, October 29, 2011

June, I wrote an article on government by regulation rather than legislation. At the time I noticed a disturbing trend. President Obama was using executive orders to govern our nation. (http://www.tnonline.com/2011/jun/11/government-regulation-not-legislation). This week, President Obama indicated that he would expand his rule by executive order. His statement "We can't wait for lawmakers to act," suggests to me that he is moving more into the role of a dictator than a President. Our country was founded on the concepts of a balance of power.

Saturday, October 29, 2011

"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me."

I strongly disagree with that childhood stanza.

Words are powerful, and there are some that are more powerful than others.

Love. I love you. That word can make you feel special and warm, or it could make you want to head for the hills.

Hate. I hate you. That word can crush you, or it could make you realize, as a parent, you just might be doing something right.

Saturday, October 29, 2011

A long while back, one of the best selling records (remember records?) was "Little Things Mean a Lot."

Decades later, as I savor each day of life, I realize how rewarding life is because of "little things."

It's often the small comforts we take for granted that we miss the most when we don't have them.

Go away on vacation for any length of time and you'll probably start missing the feel of your own bed. A comfortable bed is just one of life's small comforts.

I started thinking about other small comforts that add up to a pleasurable life. These are some of mine.

Saturday, October 29, 2011

"There's more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy" is a quote from Hamlet in a conversation with Horatio in which he relates just seeing his father's ghost. I think it is a fitting way to begin this column just two days prior to Halloween, the night the veil between man and spirit is at its thinnest if you believe the Celtic people and ancient traditions.

Saturday, October 29, 2011

By jim zbick

jzbick@tnonline.com

Participation in Tamaqua's Halloween parade in 1911 was quite simple. The only requirement was to wear a mask.

Hundreds of mummers took part in the unofficial procession.

"Many fantastic and original costumes were on display on Broad Street and there was a good deal of good-natured jostling and pushing in the crowds, lots of weird and ear-splitting noise producers in use, but it was all orderly and respectable with no evidence of rowdyism," the Tamaqua Courier reported.