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Fall and Family

Fall and Family

Wow…fall already. The calendar may not say so, but we all know it’s true. Hints of color are creeping in everywhere. Goldenrod, wild asters and various grasses are abloom and…

Third Grade Ghosts

Third Grade Ghosts

 Once again, the Ghosts of Main Street sparks some personal thoughts. I started Kindergarten in the fall of 1955. Although I was keen to begin school, my enthusiasm waned once…

Look Out… It’s Just Around The Corner

Look Out… It’s Just Around The Corner

It’s August at last. And you know what that brings. In fact, it already has. Of the past seven days, three were distinctively fall like. It’s as though Mom Nature…

Post Party

Post Party

As always, Marion’s Old Fashioned weekend was a good one. It does not matter what the theme may be, all who attend have a good time and that is the object…

Old Fashioned Week

Old Fashioned Week

Julie Traynor Postcards from the Pine Columnist It’s that time of year again. Marion’s Old Fashioned Days homecoming celebration is once again upon us. Even if you are one of those…

Still Pines Crazy After All These Years

Still Pines Crazy After  All These Years

I’ve anticipated and thought about this story for a long time. It was my original intention to tell the tale of how our place in the Pines came to be…

The Guided Tour

The Guided Tour

 Hot weather has arrived and that means, among other summer delights, that it is reunion season. We in Marion, Michigan, know about reunions. We have been throwing one giant Village reunion every…

To Boldly Go…

To Boldly Go…

My mother was a HUGE fan of the early space program. She attended each and every televised launch during the original space missions and thought of John Glenn as a…

America’s Birthday

America’s Birthday

Is this really the middle of what we consider summer? It seems like it just got here. Oh, wait, it did. We are all used to warmer, more spring-like weather…

Huckleberry Days

Huckleberry Days

There is a bumper wild huckleberry crop this year. I mean a real doozie, barring a freak snowstorm, baseball sized hail or an invasion of bears. It is an unexpected…