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On the Other Hand
On the Other Hand - Should I stay or should I go? PDF Print
Saturday, August 16, 2014 8:07 PM

 

Today’s column is about a rather delicate subject. As Delphos mourns the loss of a young mother at the hands of her husband, I feel compelled to address the issue of domestic violence.

I urge anyone who is being mistreated — verbally or physically — to get out of the situation. If there are children involved, do so doubly fast.

 

Last Updated on Saturday, August 16, 2014 12:26 PM
 
On the Other Hand — It all starts with one PDF Print
Saturday, August 09, 2014 8:00 PM

I don’t consider myself a “political” person. I have my beliefs and they don’t always line up on the same side of the fence. I’m a huge fan of forming the “Common Sense” party. Sometimes these politicians make me want to go back to bed with a good book and forget where and who I am.

On Friday, I covered Governor Kasich’s campaign rally in Lima. I didn’t think I was going hear much other than the usual rhetoric. These things are usually predictable and could be written, in most, without attending the event.

He did say one thing that stuck in my mind and I hope it will continue to grow in there and come to fruition. He said you don’t have to start out with the idea that you need to help 100, 50 or even 10 people. You just have to help one.

Huh. That’s pretty simple. Just focus on helping one person.

 
Random acts of kindness PDF Print
Saturday, August 02, 2014 8:00 PM

They cross our paths every now and then. There’s just something different about them. They are the ones that stop and pick something up that you’ve dropped and open the door when your hands are full, or even not full. They take the time to stay in touch with others. They’re attuned to the fact that they don’t walk the earth alone. They know the rest of us are here and they acknowledge us by being courteous, friendly and just plain nice.

I encountered one of these creatures recently in Meijer. I had been maneuvering my cart down the aisles that I think we would all agree could use a good four more inches to comfortably pass someone else. I had just dodged behind a stand— nearly in the middle of the aisle, of course, and the corner of my cart tipped over three of the items on the stand.

 
Who’s your neighbor? PDF Print
Saturday, July 26, 2014 8:00 PM

A knock came at my door Friday morning. How odd, I thought. I wonder who it could be.

It was the neighbor lady asking if our vehicle was wrecked before or if it could have happened in the early hours of the day. She and her husband had heard a loud bang and wondered if it could have been someone hitting Sable. We had parked her in front of the house because my husband sprayed for weeds in both driveways on Thursday.

“No,” I told her. “Sable hasn’t been the same since she hit that herd of deer at Christmastime several years ago.”

We both laughed and took a few minutes to wonder what the noise could have been and then we went about our day.

Come to think of it, she never told me her name and I never asked or gave her mine. Shame on me.

There was a time when I knew everyone in my neighborhood for at least a two-block radius. I knew the parents, the kids and even the family pets.

I spent hours at the Schabbing house across the street, playing kickball, tag, hide ‘n’ seek and of course with dolls. They in turn spent many hours in my toy room. (I was a little younger than my siblings so I got to have my own toy room. Don’t hate, just accept.)

We also spent an inordinate amount of time behind the laundromat playing in the milk crates. I can’t explain the appeal they had now, but we spent hours rearranging them and making “rooms” and hideaways.

If we misbehaved, our parents heard it from the “neighborhood watch.” Now people just call the police so they don’t have deal with the parents. Sometimes that might be wise.

It was not uncommon for people to sit out on their front porch after supper and just visit.

Casseroles were delivered to sick or grieving families. Children were swapped for a special evening out or just to give a harried parent a break.

 
A world champion in the family PDF Print
Saturday, July 19, 2014 8:00 PM

We have a world champion in the family!

My husband has spent this week in Virginia Beach with our niece, Lotus, his sister and her husband and dozens of Dancesensations Dance Center dancers at nationals.

On Wednesday, my Lotus Leaf was named Miss Teen StarQuest, the highest StarQuest honor! She won every one of her categories and racked up the hardware and other prizes. I have to tell you, next to her parents, you couldn’t have found anyone prouder than Jay and I. He was so stoked he was actually there to see the performances that led up to this prestigious award.

We were worried when she hurt her knee last fall and had to have surgery. Sometimes even the littlest injury can end a career. She came back better, stronger and more determined than ever rise to the top and be the best. That is one little girl with her eye on the prize and her gaze never wavers.

 
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