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Saturday, February 2, 2013

By DEN MCLAUGHLIN

dmclaughlin@tnonline.com

We received a lot of positive comments on a column last year with jokes about people who are of "that age." So with the help of a high school friend, here are some more.

Couple in their nineties are both having problems remembering things.

During a checkup, the doctor tells them that they're physically okay, but they might want to start writing things down to help them remember.

Saturday, January 26, 2013
Community values die as data age grows

By ANDREW LEIBENGUTH

aleibenguth@tnonline.com

The data age, despite its many benefits to society, has become an increasingly greater distraction towards the needs and growth of populace communities - and organizations that foster to them.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Forming the new Lions Club was a daunting task, but one that has brought immense satisfaction to all of us new members.

It's been refreshing to see the satisfaction on everyone's faces as we come together a couple of times a month to discuss doing good deeds for the community.

The idea to form a new club began nearly two years ago when a few of us discussed the possibility and we began gathering like-minded people. It wasn't a chore, it was actually a rewarding experience.

Saturday, January 12, 2013

By TERRY AHNER

tahner@tnonline.com

The Way We Were.

Upon first glance, those words may evoke images of the 1970s film starring Robert Redford and Barbra Streisand.

While the movie was an absolute box office success, the intent of this column is not to write a review of the Academy Award-winning film.

Instead, it's about taking a moment to go back to a simpler time, when kind deeds and harmless fun were the rule, rather than the exception.

Maybe it was the era in which I grew up in, or perhaps, the company I kept, that has fostered my way of thinking.

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Once again the calendars return to January and the year jumps forward another digit. This means a few days or weeks of writing the wrong year on checks, letters and other forms of communication. It also signals the end of the Christmas season and the long stretch of No Man's Land for holidays until Memorial Day. Granted there are holidays all year long, but most of the major ones seem to lay in a short period of the year.

Saturday, December 29, 2012

In a couple days we will say goodbye to 2012 and I am more than OK with that.

The year did not start off well for me, as I lost my mother in mid-January. That loss affected almost everything else that happened during the year, both the good and the bad.

Everyone who knows me, and anyone who knew my mother, knew that she was a phenomenal cook. That's even how she and my dad met. She worked for relatives who owned a successful inn in Martinsville, N.J. and my dad was hired as the chef.

Growing up, food played an important part in our lives.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Six-year-old Olivia Engel was to have been an angel in a live nativity performed at St. Rose of Lima Roman Catholic Church in Newtown, Conn. last Friday, Dec. 14.

Instead, Olivia was one of the 20 first grade students who died at the Sandy Hook Elementary school in Newtown, Conn. that day.

St. Rose Pastor Robert Weiss stated, "She was supposed to be an angel in the play. Now she's an angel up in Heaven."

Saturday, December 15, 2012

By CHRIS PARKER

cparker@tnonline.com

It's a bright summer afternoon, and 4-year-old Chrissy, clad in shorts, a t-shirt and her beloved cowboy boots, is clambering up the wooded bank that slopes up from the reservoir behind our house.

She grabs a tuft of onion grass, clutching it in her small hand as she climbs. Every so often, she pauses to examine a plant, a bug, an interesting rock. Her hands are dirty, and there are bits of twigs in her tangled blonde hair.

Saturday, December 8, 2012

On Thursday, I got to say goodbye to my grandmother, Helen Zubek.

The service was small, a handful of family and friends gathering to say one final farewell to a woman we loved for over 91 years.

She wore a simple blue dress, the choosing of her two sons. I found the choice to be fitting, due to the fact that when I was growing up, all I knew was her in dresses.

In her hands was a white and gold rosary, which matched the one her husband had when we laid him to eternal rest 19 years ago this month. They were finally reunited.

Saturday, December 1, 2012

By MARY TOBIA

tneditor@tnonline.com

This is a story about Angel.

Angel is not a real celestial being. She is our daughter's family's seven year old Australian Shepherd dog.

When the family decided to get a dog, they researched and concluded they should get an Aussie because they are known to be highly intelligent, kind, loving and devoted to their family.

The family had their hearts set on a blue merle. These dogs are multicolored with tan, grey, copper and some white. They usually have one or both eyes that are blue.