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Saturday, September 11, 2010

As I walked out of Dr. Donald Newman's office last year, I was scoffing at his diagnosis.

"Cataracts. Hmmmph. I'm way too young for cataracts. That's an old person's condition."

I mentally disregarded the visit. After all, Mom was told she had cataracts four years ago and she keeps telling me they're not "ripe" yet for surgery.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

When I found Foo Foo alongside of the road on my way to work one morning, I was devastated.

I picked up her beautiful calico stiff body and walked back to the house, bawling my eyes out, all the while alternated calling her "my beautiful kitty" then "you stupid cat" knowing she had tried to cross the road and didn't make it.

As we buried her close by, I swore, "No more cats!"

It was just too painful to grow to love them and then lose them.

But, less than four months later, Becky started a campaign for a new kitty. I resolved to stay firm in my decision.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Society is so fast paced and we have such a tendency to look for the "next new thing" that we sometimes miss the old things that are still good such as films.

Kathryn was watching a children's show on PBS before we ate dinner last Friday and after we got done cleaning up in the kitchen, we returned to the living room to settle in and watch some television for the evening. Normally we watch something on TLC or the Food Network, but we coincidentally ended up in the room just in time to catch the film "Arsenic and Old Lace".

Saturday, September 4, 2010

It's Labor Day weekend, the final holiday of the summer season. And wasn't it just last weekend that we were observing Memorial Day? Time's moving much too fast.

In honor of Labor Day, today's column is geared toward the working man – the do-it-yourselfer who boldly tackles chores around the house.

It's aimed at readers in their 20s to their 90s and how they would handle the following scenario.

It's funny, and thank you to the loyal reader who wanted it shared with other loyal readers.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

By jim zbick

jzbick@tnonline.com

Maybe it was the late summer heat that caused some pent-up emotions to boil over in some people in August 1910.

An umpire's decision in a baseball game between the English Lutheran and Y.M.C.A. teams in late August touched off a near riot in Tamaqua. The Lutheran team had a 9-2 lead in the late innings when darkness descended.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Here we go again might be the thought echoing through the minds of residents in the Tuscarora area as the state rears its ugly head once again hoping to sell the idea of using biosolids for mine reclamation once again.

Last time this subject occurred locally it was in an area near and dear to my heart, the Greenwood Pit in Coaldale. This time around the area is in the north Schuylkill Valley between Tuscarora and Mary D.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

A close friend responded to my last column on "customs of an ancient civilization" by saying it sounded a bit sarcastic.

She agreed with my premise that the use of credit cards has changed our lifestyles and has driven many into debt. But she said the column "lacked my usual warmth."

When I wrote the article, I was feeling frustration, not sarcasm. I still am.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Our military is a no nonsense organization, no matter what branch you serve. Some of the most logical wisdom comes from training manuals.

A case in point was recently sent to me by a reader. See if you agree with the intelligence of the following advice that came from various manuals.

'If the enemy is in range, so are you.'

– Infantry Journal

'It is generally inadvisable to eject directly over the area you just bombed.'

– US. Air Force Manual

'Whoever said the pen is mightier than the sword, obviously never encountered automatic weapons.'

Saturday, August 28, 2010

It's been quite a week of weird.

Do you remember I told you how I lost the dining room's TV remote control almost three months ago?

I found it Sunday night. In my car. It was stuck between the driver's seat and the console.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

By GAIL MAHOLICK

gmaholick@tnonline.com

Sometime your journey in life changes within seconds.

Our grandbaby's arrival brought a whole new life into our family. That kind of change is a good change to happen, but when your spouse becomes seriously ill, your journey changes in a way that is frightening.

Both of those scenarios happened to me this past year.