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Linda's Letters

Saturday, June 8, 2013

By Linda Koehler

lkoehler@tnonline.com

When flicking through the channels on TV, if I come across movies like "The Sand Lot," "The Natural," "Field of Dreams" or the old black and whites like "Angels in the Outfield," the flicking stops. I've seen them all several times, but I'm always a sucker for a good ballgame story.

Growing up in Kunkletown, backyard baseball and intense ballgames at recess were a big part of our lives. What was great about them was the boys let us girls play. That was a big deal in the 50s and 60s.

Saturday, June 1, 2013

Last night at painting class, one of the gals told us a little story. On Memorial Day she visited the cemetery where her mother, father and sister were buried. She worked on cleaning and weeding their grave sites and got emotional, shedding a few tears at how much she missed them.

When she went home, she opened a bag of potato chips and the first one she took out stunned her. Right smack in the center there was a hole in the shape of a cross.

"I took it as a sign from my family that they were all all right," said Terri.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

I've had this white wicker furniture for almost 25 years. It's been painted and repainted. Piece by piece, it's slowly disintegrated.

Last year, my mom was sitting on one of the chairs when the legs gave way and down she went! After the shock and realization that she was OK, we couldn't help but laugh at the expression on her face when she went down. (Yes I know, we're a caring lot.)

Of course we became suspicious of the other chair and when it was noted that it too looked like it was on its last leg, (pun intended) it joined its partner in the trash.

Saturday, May 11, 2013

When Becky was little, we were shopping in Sears one day. As any mom knows, shopping with young children can be challenging. On this shopping trip, my little stinker managed to unfasten the strap in her stroller. One minute she was sitting content in the stroller and the next, she was gone. Of course when I realized she was no longer confined safely, I went into panic mode. With my heart beating 100 mph, I looked around in all the aisles, calling her name, praying for a glimpse of her.

Of course I immdediately thought the worse. Someone had stolen her.

Saturday, April 20, 2013

You know how in a fairytale, the last line is "And they lived happily ever after?"

Well, I think every day we learn over and over, there is no "happily ever after."

Saturday, April 13, 2013

Ahhhhh ... choo! Springtime.

Yes, it is allergy season. I hear this spring is going to be a wallapalooza.

But spring is so much more than nasal sprays and tissues.

Alfred, Lord Tennyson said, "In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love."

Saturday, April 6, 2013

*What we do for our health.

Our doctor has been encouraging Harry and I for years to go have colonoscopies. I kept putting it off. Harry just plain had no intentions of going for one. He hates hospitals and he's of the firm conviction that what he doesn't know can't hurt him.

So when I got this press release from the Pocono Medical Center for a free Colorectal Cancer Screening I thought here's my chance to kill two birds with one stone. I felt sure I could talk Harry into it if it was 1. Free and 2. We did it together. It was a Win-Win situation if I ever heard of one.

Saturday, March 30, 2013

I am a big fan of a local artist, Jill Elizabeth in East Stroudsburg and her Liztech pins. My collection is modest with only about 30 in my jewelry drawer. Whenever I wear one, people will comment on it. I usually wear one that speaks to me that day, or matches what I'm wearing. Right now I'm wearing "Rabbit Rabbit" because it's a bunny and speaks "Easter" to me.

A few weeks ago, my friend Stephanie and I went to hear Madeleine Albright speak at Lehigh University.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

We all lead such busy lives. If we work, it's a constant juggle to do our jobs then go home and clean, do laundry, cook, mow, attend to the care of the upkeep of our homes, vehicles ... the list is endless. On top of all that, we need to tend to the relationships in our lives ... spouse, children, grandchildren, elderly parents, friends. Throw in church, club and organization commitments and you might be left asking ... where is "Me Time?"

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Linna Sue, a fine door-full of a woman, had a firm thatched roof, a roaring fire in her hearth and a good man that could talk the teeth out of a saw. Old Har was a cunning hunter, a good provider and loved his Linna Sue true.

Some say she was fey. Others simply called her daft. But the good-hearted Linna Sue dinna mind. She was use to what the others thought of her and her stories. Laugh they might at her nose stones and hairy chin. It dinna matter to her. For she knew what was true.

Like, Little People really do exist.