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Saturday, January 3, 2015

It's a chill evening in December 1978, and I'm sitting quietly in the second row of a Bucks County funeral home. My grandmother, my father's mother and the matriarch of our family, has died.

A formidable woman, barely 5 feet tall, Nanoi held her priorities dear. Chief among them were order and cleanliness, quiet and discipline.

Her home, where we often gathered for Sunday dinners, birthdays and holiday celebrations, was always immaculate. Furniture gleamed, doilies were pristine and starched, the leaves on each carefully tended houseplant shone.

Saturday, December 27, 2014

Well, another Christmas is in the books.

The real reason for the season, Jesus Christ, has been born, Santa Claus has come and gone, and the presents, which wrapped so neatly and piled under the tree prior to the holiday, are scattered around the living room as my 1-and-a-half-year-old son Logan plays with the boxes they came in.

Saturday, December 20, 2014

By MARTA GOUGER

mgouger@tnonline.com

As of this writing I have received one Christmas card.

And I've mailed out one less than that.

As recent as four years ago, I would send 50 cards, with a complete letter of all the happenings in our family.

The next year I was kind of busy so we just sent cards without letters.

The following year we revived the letter, but emailed it to all our friends and relatives, without a card.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

By TERRY AHNER

tahner@tnonline.com

Move over, grinches.

Any ill-willed attempts to steal Christmas are bound to fail miserably.

Besides, no one wants to be around people who are mean-spirited and unfriendly, especially this time of year.

So, kindly step aside, dismiss those winter blues and holiday doldrums, and instead, turn that frown upside down.

Based on the litany of Christmas-themed functions staged in recent weeks, it's safe to say the holiday spirit is alive and well.

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Our first stop is a tidy house on a steep hill. Carefully I count the six meals we are to deliver here, stacking three of the styrofoam meal containers and three desserts in each bag. The lady of the house answers my knock, and her facial expression changes from semi-guarded to pleased.

How nice, she says, my husband just lost his job, I wonder who knew? She hasn't ordered any Thanksgiving Day meals from the Tamaqua Salvation Army.

Saturday, November 29, 2014

By KAREN CIMMS

kcimms@tnonline.com

As you read this I'm probably still cleaning up from Thursday's Turkey Extravaganza.

Although my fridge is packed with leftover stuffing, glazed Brussels sprouts, candied yams, mashed potatoes and gravy, I'm already looking forward to our next Thanksgiving ... in February.

Saturday, November 22, 2014

By DAVID WARGO

don'tblink2003@hotmail.com

An interesting development has occurred within the borough of Summit Hill in the past month. On one side is the Summit Hill Borough Council, which has announced that they would like to see the water authority dissolved and absorbed into the borough as a department. On the other side of the coin, the water authority wants to remain a somewhat independent entity. The real driving force between the two are resources both financial and personnel.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

By MARTA GOUGER

mgouger@tnonline.com

Journalists will tell you the most rewarding part of our job is when we make a difference.

And most of the time we do, with stories that inform, inspire and help people.

The past few weeks have been frustrating though because we keep getting reports about scam attempts. We feel helpless to stop people from falling for these tricksters and losing some money or their life's savings.

Saturday, November 8, 2014

By MARTA GOUGER

mgouger@tnonline.com

There are three types of people in the world: those who have, those who don't and those who share whatever they have.

I have been blessed to be on the receiving end of kindness many times over the years.

In 2003, my husband was in a head-on crash. When we came home from the hospital, our church friends brought us meals for about a month. I had food in the freezer, but no time to cook anything. I was bandaging my husband's wounds, helping him walk and working full-time.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Following is something I got from a friend. It compares today with 1957 at any high school in America. It's worth reading, and I think is very true. Hope you enjoy.

Scenario 1:

Jack goes duck hunting before school and then pulls into the school parking lot with his shotgun in his truck's gun rack. 1957 Vice principal comes over, looks at Jack's shotgun, goes to his car and gets his shotgun to show Jack. 2014 School goes into lockdown, FBI called, Jack hauled off to jail and never sees his truck or gun again. Counselors called in for traumatized students and teachers.