Monday, January 26, 2015


Saturday, July 12, 2014

I want to thank all of you who stop me and discuss items in my columns and provide suggestions to me for new columns. It means a great deal to me that so many of you spend some of your Saturday mornings reading my work.

One of the questions that I have been asked repeatedly is how I develop my ideas for columns. This week I thought I would share how my muse works as well as answer some odds and ends that have been asked.

My interests normally lay in the world of magick, arcane related arts and paranormal phenomena as well as related fields of interest.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

First came the decision to proceed with a proposal for a new elementary center.

Then came the approval to move forward with the sports stadium.

As a result, Lehighton Area School District finds itself caught in the cross hairs of the public's perception.

On one side are those who support the projects wholeheartedly.

And on the other are those who are against one or both concepts.

Even the board of school directors have found themselves at odds from a philosophical standpoint.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

The sun is shining and the birds are chirping at Mauch Chunk Lake as I sit in the parking lot waiting for people to arrive for Good News Camp.

Good News Camp is a faith-based, weeklong summer day camp that gives children the opportunity to learn about Jesus in a fun, outdoor setting.

My teenager volunteered (or rather was volunteered, by me) to assist with the children at camp for the week.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

I got my very first dog when I was in my 30s.

Not because I didn't want one before that, but because it was the first time in my life I was able to do so.

Zosia was part rottie and part shepherd.

She was very good with other people (especially children), but hated other dogs.

When my youngest daughter was an infant, Zosia would sleep under her crib. Should my daughter begin to stir or whimper in the middle of the night, Zosia quickly came into my room to alert me.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

Were you one of those people who ate approximately 150 million hot dogs yesterday?

I'm a hamburger girl myself. To me, the only good hot dog is a burned one with ketchup, mustard, relish and onions.

The Fourth of July is my favorite holiday. I think it's because I had such great Fourths while growing up. We always spent them at my Uncle Bobby and Aunt June's in Pennsville. They had the in-ground swimming pool and a big barn that could accommodate their huge combined families.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

Kathy Nelson wrestles with hope versus despair almost every week of her life.

Hope keeps winning.

I'm an optimist, but as I watch Kathy and see how she hangs on, I'm not sure I could be as faithful to convictions as she is.

Kathy and her husband, David, are real estate agents. People come to Southwest Florida wanting a piece of this paradise for their very own. The Nelsons are very happy to help them find the perfect place.

Saturday, July 5, 2014


I don't know Brandi Barbera, but I worry about her. I wonder what kind of a life she will live. Does she even have a chance of being a success? Theoretically, I guess, she does. I sure hope so.

Brandi is 10 years old. On Tuesday, she went missing from a foster home in Summit Hill, where she had been a resident for about three weeks.

Rescue workers searching for her were told that she was mentally challenged. Her foster father said she was combative.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

This past week was an important and in some ways wondrous weekend in Summit Hill, even though for many of us who volunteer it was also quite tiring. I had the honor of being part of the program to rededicate Summit Hill's Ludlow Memorial Park.

As a former president of the Summit Hill Historical Society, my friend and colleague Dr. Lou Vermillion asked if I would give a brief history of the park. The ladies in the society emphasized the brief part good-humoredly because they all know how much I love to talk about our little community.

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Reporters try to be objective when covering news.

But that doesn't mean they're devoid of feelings. It's easy to feel passion about a topic.

News can be emotionally draining. It can be powerful, unsettling. And journalists aren't robots.

That said, the past few weeks have been a roller coaster.

Capt. Jason Jones was killed in service to our country. There's no good way to report that kind of news or to soften the impact.

Saturday, June 28, 2014

The thesaurus on my computer defines a "people person" as someone who enjoys being with other people and easily becomes friends with them.

I am the consummate "people person."

Like a plant needs sunshine to thrive, I thrive best with contact from people.

While some tell me they find it draining to be around strangers, when I'm in that situation I call it being a Stranger in Paradise.

I am invigorated after a little social contact with others.