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Saturday, August 27, 2011

By RON GOWER

rgower@tnonline.com

Sometimes life deals us some very painful hands.

I was thinking this week when I read about Kimberly (Mateyak) Griffith, 45, and her two young daughters, Brenna, 12, and Mikaela, 8, drowning in their minivan during a flash flood last Friday in Pittsburgh.

How painful for Kimberly's husband and their two other children! Kimberly is a former resident of Tamaqua.

That incident made me think about a tragedy that happened 45 years ago this month, when I was growing up in Weissport.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

It's late afternoon, and the sun glints off the tall aluminum ladder that Jim Cimms has propped against the southwest side of our old farmhouse. Jim's at the top of the ladder, smoothing a layer of pristine white paint on the newly scraped and sanded wooden clapboards near the roof.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

By AMY MILLER

amiller@tnonline.com

With the new school year just around the corner, college students and parents are beginning to prepare for a whole new chapter of life.

Besides moving out of their parents' home and into the world of dorm-living, these soon-to-be small fish in a very big pond are finding themselves worrying about what they need to bring, who their friends will be and how they will pay for the next four years of college.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

This may be a subject that will make some of you uncomfortable.

It is a subject that is not normally discussed in public, but it is a fact of life.

And because this is a morning paper, some of you may have already visited the place I am about to talk about.

The bathroom.

We have lived in a half of a double for almost 40 years and these types of homes do not have large bathrooms.

There are advantages to a tiny bathroom.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Well here we are on the brink and if any of us are wondering how we arrived at this precipice of financial ruin, we might want to look in the mirror and then at our voting record. If you are one of the 80 percent of this country's voting population that never wanted to be bothered with your obligation to this nation to elect responsible and ethical leaders, then let me be the first to congratulate you for helping us arrive at this point.

Saturday, July 23, 2011

A few years ago when we were discussing the creation of a new TIMES NEWS website, the topic of blogs came up. I leaned over to the person next to me and whispered, "What the heck is a blog?"

Although it was explained to me, it seemed a little self-indulgent and unnecessary. I just didn't see the point.

Saturday, July 16, 2011

As a reporter, I come into contact with a lot of people. Most of the people are good people. I can't think of any, though, who impressed me as much as Hunter Wolfe did.

I only met Hunter this past March. Sad to say, I met him only one more time after that.

Hunter was only 12-years-old and on Thursday, July 7, he passed away. He lost a valiant battle he fought against cancer.

In April, Hunter, the son of Kimberly Sargeant and Tony Wolfe, both of Jim Thorpe, was one of the recipients of the annual "Courage Awards" of the local chapter of the American Cancer Society.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

By CHRIS PARKER

cparker@tnonline.com

Saturday, July 2, 2011

On Monday, our nation will celebrate the 235th anniversary of the day we declared our independence.

If it wasn't for those brave men, who like many of our soldiers today, believed that our freedom was worth standing up and fighting for, who knows where we would be now.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

I love to fly! But I hate boarding a plane.

When I say this to people, they look at me a little strange. I guess I can't blame them.

My love with flying started a long time ago.

When growing up in the 1960s in South Dakota, seeing a silver jet liner so high in the sky flying over our farm was a sight I never got tired of seeing.

I remember one especially hot and windy summer day when I was about 10 years old. I decided I would try to fly.

I found one of my mom's old bed sheets and carefully crawled to the top of the largest haystack in the pasture.