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Saturday, November 16, 2013

By DAVE WARGO

tneditor@tnonline.com

I have heard references to the 80s being the "Decade of Greed" where self-serving, selfish behavior characterized by movies such as "Wall Street" ruled the day. That decade was where I joined the majority and was able to vote for the first time. It was an experience and responsibility I accepted with pride and I've yet to miss an election.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

By AMY MILLER

amiller@tnonline.com

Role model, devoted father, hero.

These were only a few of the words used to describe Lt. Dave Midas when I scrolled through my Facebook feed last weekend.

As each friend posted about the 33-year-old Panther Valley alum, who took his own life unexpectedly in a scene that sounded like it had been scripted for a movie, I couldn't help but remember the man I knew through my work here at the TIMES NEWS.

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Bill Graver was a happy fellow when he left the TIMES NEWS office on Friday, Oct. 11.

That morning, he had stopped in to see me; wanting me to do an article about his great-great grandfather who had fathered 33 children.

The great-great-grandfather, Nicholas C. Strohl, had lived in Towamensing Township. He had been married three times. His first two wives, Lydia and Sarah Weiss, were daughters of Charles Weiss, a Revolutionary War hero whose monument stands in the Lehighton and Weissport Parks.

He died on June 21, 1884 at the age of 82.

Saturday, October 19, 2013

Last month my husband and I headed out West again for our annual two weeks' vacation to South Dakota.

This year was a little different for us. We decided that we would stay a few days in our home away from home in Geddes (just to give our sore and tired butts a rest after driving 1,322 miles) and then we were going to head off to tour the Black Hills, Mount Rushmore and all of the other wonderful sites the area has to offer.

Saturday, October 12, 2013

Friends of mine enjoy the Irish jokes I have placed in this column in the past and have sent me some more to share with you this morning.

Two Irishmen walking home after a night on the beer when a severed head rolled along the ground. Mick picked it up to his face and said to Paddy, "Jez, that looks like Sean" to which Paddy replied, "No Sean was taller than that."

Did you hear about the Irish monster who went to night school to learn to read in the dark?

Saturday, October 5, 2013

What do you do when you see or hear of a local tragedy? For most, simply absorbing the information and hoping it never happens to us is the easiest thing to do.

In current times of growing financial, medical, social and even national hardships, many of us opt to focus our thoughts and efforts on things that mostly matter or relate to us, rather than getting involved with other people's problems.

Every day you learn about these local hardships; whether it be a house fire, vehicle accident, crime or medical illness.

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Impossible to believe, but four years have passed since I became "Grandma."

Yes, Caroline is 4. Its hard to believe that I have had this little imp in my life that long. The months have flown by so fast since she was born. I remember my first glimpse of her, so perfect and pink at the hospital and thinking to myself that she looked like someone I knew. Then it dawned on me that she looked like me.

Some people remark on the resemblance and it makes my day.

Princess Caroline is in her second year of preschool and in a few months she will be preparing for kindergarten.

Saturday, September 14, 2013

There has been so much going on lately on so many levels that it is enough to make one's head spin clean around. It seems more and more like we are riding an out of control car just barreling toward the wall. Shootings, talk of war, conflict no matter which way we turn seem to be the themes of the day. Peace is more like a fleeting illusion. We just cannot seem to get any time to catch our breath anymore.

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Until a year and a half ago, I never knew much about kidney disease. I always thought that if I would become chronically ill, it would be from heart disease or cancer or a more common ailment; not a kidney problem.

Most people who know me, know that I was hit with kidney failure in March 2012. I was told I'd be on dialysis the rest of my life. Until that time, I didn't have a clue what dialysis was; that it meant four hours a day, three times a week, sitting in a chair having your blood drained from you and put in a machine for purification.

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Over the last four months, my world has been flipped upside down.

Logan Joseph was born at 9:37 a.m., April 12, and since then Bob and I have been on the best roller coaster ride of our lives.

Yes, we may have lost a lot of sleep, changed a lot of clothes after diaper malfunctions, and completely transformed our schedules to revolve around this seven- (now close to 15-) pound little boy, but every minute has been worth it.