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Linda's Letters

Saturday, June 7, 2014

By LINDA KOEHLER

lkoehler@tnonline.com

I just thought I'd give you an update on my future Black Hawk helicopter pilot.

As you already know, I bought Harry a radio control helicopter for Christmas two years ago. He got so good, he began to feel he wasn't being challenged enough. Enter ... the Blade 120 SR Fixed Pitch with flybar.

Then he went on the Internet and started watching what other radio control helicopter fliers were doing and wanted to kick it up a notch.

Saturday, May 31, 2014

"Did you see all the turtles?" Harry asked me as we whizzed on by a pond.

"No. And I don't think you saw any either," I smart-mouthed him back. "That's just a log with knobby things on them."

Saturday, May 24, 2014

Memorial Day is a federal holiday that honors all Americans who have died while in military service.

One little boy in Ohio observes Memorial Day every day of his life.

This story was introduced by CBS's Steve Hartman in a segment of "On the Road."

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Shirley flipped her wig. Dora almost made everyone pee in their pants. Devoe lost it. Diann strutted her stuff. Renee led the band. Brenda kicked up her short little legs. Diane sailed away. Connie jumped up and down. Cheryl kept us all on track. And I realized something very profound last Saturday ... this lovely bunch of coconuts are all sisters of my heart.

Saturday, May 10, 2014

While in Texas, Becky and Vernon took us to the National Cowgirl Museum and Hall of Fame in Fort Worth.

"Ye-haw" and "Yippie ki yi yippie yippie yah!" Let's hear it for the cowgirls!

The museum honors women of the American West who have displayed extraordinary courage and pioneering fortitude. It is an educational resource and each year adds honorees to its Hall of Fame in four different categories: champions and competitive performers; ranchers (stewards of land and livestock); entertainers, artists and writers; trailblazers and pioneers.

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Well, hello, sports fans. This is your Easter Bunny, "Hop" Costas, and my co-host and springtime chick, "Peeps" Carillo. We are so excited to be your announcers here today for the 2014 Egg Olympics being held here in Janet Smith's backyard in Kunkletown.

Yes, Hop. It's a perfect spring day, sunny and bright and about 57 degrees.

Peeps, let's go over the list of Olympians we're going to see today. I understand we have three returning Olympians and three new ones this year.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

By LINDA KOEHLER

lkoehler@tnonline.com

Easter is tomorrow. May you all rejoice in the resurrection of our Lord, Jesus Christ.

Most of you know of the Easter Bunny, a popular character that is a part of the secular celebration of the holiday. But did you know he has some very distant cousins? They go by the name of ... Dust Bunnies.

Saturday, April 12, 2014

By LINDA KOEHLER

lkoehler@tnonline.com

Once in a while I listen to CAT Country, 96.1 FM, on the way to work. This morning Becca challenged us with a brain teaser: "What building has the most stories?"

My mushy morning brain immediately pulled out the Empire State Building. OK, I know it's no longer the tallest building in the world, but that's what popped up first.

Saturday, April 5, 2014

A couple of weeks ago, Harry came home happier than a fishworm who escaped the tin can.

"Look what I got!" he called out in glee.

I had to contain myself from leaping for joy at the sight of him holding a piece of paper. But hey, I'm game. I took the bait.

"What, Dear Heart? What do you have?" I asked in wifely interest. OK. Maybe I didn't show that much wifely interest.

"I got my lifetime fishing license!" He could barely keep from dancing around the kitchen island.

I left cleaning a dirty toilet bowl for this?

"I take it this is a pretty big deal?"

Saturday, March 29, 2014

By LINDA KOEHLER

lkoehler@tnonline.com

On a quiet country road, a horror story was played out last week in Kunkletown.

Gary Flyte, 54, walked over to his neighbor's house, shot and killed Jeffrey Place and his 30-year-old son, Steven Powell.

No one knows why.

But a sad story is woven from bits and pieces from his family and neighbors.

Unfortunately, it's a story that is being told more and more of drugs and guns.

The picture painted of Flyte is one of longtime mental issues, paranoia, alcoholism and drug use.