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Do You Have A Chocolate Hangover?

Do You Have A Chocolate Hangover?

IF you were fortunate enough to receive a box of Valentine’s Day candies from your honey we have to ask you a question. Do you have the willpower to only…

Never Say Never

Never Say Never

Sometimes you just never know what the day will bring. I had a message from my old friend Eileen DeVries Erfourth the other day. She sent along an interesting bit…

Put On Your Thinking Cap . . . And Keep Warm!

Put On Your Thinking Cap . . . And Keep Warm!

Wow! The big blow and Arctic cold sure has us thinking of the so called good old days when we were kids. It also has us happy enough with this…

Remember The Blizzard of 1978?

Remember The Blizzard of 1978?

We’ve heard, and participated in, talk of the Great Blizzard of 1978 just lately. The consensus is that we’d like to experience certain fun parts of that great weather event…

What Kind Of A ‘Day’ Is It For You?

What Kind Of A ‘Day’ Is It For You?

Each day some media source informs us of what day it is. You know, International Spaghetti Sauce Day or National Wool Sock Day or some such designation used to draw…

The IGA Years: A Personal Ghost

The IGA Years: A Personal Ghost

I don’t mention the IGA as often as I once did, or its proprietors Lola and Bernie Schumacher, my aunt and uncle. When I do I tend not to explain…

Hail and Farwell

Hail and Farwell

Winterfield Township lost a couple of long time residents as the New Year approached. Betty Randall and her husband Russell came to live on the family’s acres in Winterfield more…

Peace From The Pines

Peace From The Pines

In this weeks Press you will find the second part of “That Winter on the Clam”, written in 1929 by Fern Berry. I found this story several years ago during…

Speak Your Peace

Speak Your Peace

All of my childhood Christmases were spent in Marion. In fact all of my Christmases have been touched by Marion. Although I missed it by just a few days, Christmas…

Welcome Home Santa

Welcome Home Santa

When the Gardener and I ventured to Kentucky in April, we did not return home alone. Propped up on pillows and covered with a flannel blanket on the big bed…

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