Tuesday, May 3, 2016


Saturday, July 18, 2015



First it was on, then it was off, and now it's go time for Lehighton's Bike Night.

Only this time, the widely popular event won't be staged in the borough itself, but rather, in Franklin Township.

For the vendors and spectators alike who have continually supported the event since its debut in 1999, the fact that the event will be held is a happy ending.

Saturday, July 11, 2015

I'm not the biggest movie fan, but I made sure I was on hand for "Jurassic World" opening-night hoopla.

I was first in line for a ticket. It had to be that way.

Otherwise I would've growled more than a sick stegosaurus.

But keep in mind I didn't want just any ticket. I wanted the best.

"Jurassic World" can be enjoyed a few different ways.

I wanted the top version, what they call 3-D.

Of course, 3-D isn't new.

We had it back in the 1950s and '60s.

Saturday, July 11, 2015



My husband occasionally complains that he can't do the things he used to do.

He says he can't get out of a kayak as easily as he once could, and his knees keep reminding him that he's not the athlete he used to be.

I pooh-pooh his complaints when he sings that old "I'm not the man I used to be" song. I remind him that he can do much more than others his age.

Saturday, July 11, 2015



During my many years of being a journalist, I like most of my peers enjoyed doing articles about successes. These were articles about local people with great accomplishments, such as Lehighton's master drummer Denny Seiwell joining Paul McCartney's band.

Saturday, July 11, 2015

Oy vey. What a week.

Harry and I worked on our pool deck. After 28 years, it was beyond shabby chic.

I painted all the brown wood white, we tore off old carpeting, laid new Caribbean blue carpeting and added white lattice.

I bought cool new, (but cheap because I'm on a fixed income now,) chairs in tropical blues and greens. When I couldn't find a white table without a glass top, I painted the old one a bright lime green. On a roll, I painted some of my old chairs the same green and bought a bright blue for another.

Harry was beginning to get afraid.

Saturday, June 27, 2015

When I was a kid, I loved Walt Disney. I loved his television shows like "Disneyland," "Walt Disney Presents" and "Walt Disney's Wonderful World of Color."

I was a huge fan of all his cartoons and characters.

When I learned about Disneyland in California, it was a dream of mine to someday go there. I especially wanted to visit Tomorrowland … a vision of the future as far into 1986. I could see his vision of a world with buildings that looked like spaceships and futuristic trains that ran in the sky. Oh, what a world it would be!

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Twelve and a half years to be exact, I was working in my office on a project for my full-time job as a business consultant when the phone rang. On the other end was a familiar voice with whom I spoke occasionally, Times News editor Bob Urban.

While the exact conversation was not recorded, he said something to the effect, "David, we were wondering if you would like to write a column and perhaps freelance for us."

I said, "Bob, I'm flattered, but why me?"

Saturday, June 27, 2015

As you're reading this, I am in a place far, far away.

No, I'm not basking in the Caribbean sun, or downing martinis on a beach in the Bahamas.

Nevertheless, it is a location where I'm quite comfy, and best of all, void of any restrictions.

Perhaps what makes this place most enjoyable of all is that each morning that I awaken, I am free.

Free to do whatever I want, whenever I want, for as long as I want, no strings attached.

So, exactly which lavish destination have I chosen to hunker down at, you ask?

Saturday, June 27, 2015

As I pulled into my parking space after being at work on Monday, all I wanted to do was take a nap in front of the air conditioner.

I had not really slept all that well over the weekend and my body cried out for some solid sleep time.

After getting out of my car, I was informed by a family member of one of my neighbors that the power was out and wouldn't be back on until 5:30.

Considering that it was 4:50, I didn't think anything of it and went upstairs to claim my nap regardless.

Saturday, June 27, 2015

It takes a lot of courage to say the obvious.

"Guilty of first-degree murder with a sentence of life in prison without parole."

The decision of a Lehigh County jury on Tuesday summed up the feelings of many observers over the past 16 months.

The jury made their decision without having the benefit of knowing Anthony Heath's background.

He admitted to a history of alcohol and drugs. But things got worse.

In 2012, he was arrested for repeatedly biting his 1-year-old son.

But that offense was minor compared to Heath's actions on Jan. 31, 2014.