Before I move forward with this week’s column, I want to clarify something that I’ve heard a few times over the years and again most recently. There are no cryptic messages within my column. To the person over last week’s column that thinks I communicate with Republicans in this manner while trying to undermine Democrats,
As much as I hate to admit it, I am not getting any younger. And with aging comes changes — mental and physical. One of the physical is that I am not longer able to keep weight off, or lose weight as easily as I could in my 20s. I don’t like it, but it
Thank you to everyone who took the time to talk with me about last week’s column, “Don’t Drink the Kool-Aid.” Long story short, it ended with, we don’t have to agree, but we need to be civil and work together to make a better future for our children and grandchildren. This rang true with almost
Like most of us, I grew up going to Knoebels. You can still find me and my family there a couple of times a year, every year now. So, when I saw they would be celebrating their 100th anniversary this year, I knew we needed to feature it. Knoebels feels like one of those “If
I’ll begin this week with Editor Steph’s column from last week. She did mention to me what she would like to write, but I had no idea what she was going to write. I was just glad to take a breath, turn off my phone, and focus on Good Friday and Easter. I’m appreciative of
Since we were so serious last week, let’s lighten things up a bit this week, shall we? The world is in chaos. Everything is on fire, and nothing makes much sense. While this would normally be as good an excuse as any to eat whatever junk makes the dopamine flow, that’s not a great idea
The Lycoming County Commissioners have spent years making difficult decisions, cutting where they could and protecting what they must. Scott Metzger, Marc Sortman, and Mark Mussina stood firm through eight consecutive years without raising property taxes, trimming budgets, and eliminating vacant positions to keep the county running without asking residents for more. That era of
Clearly, I’m not Jimmy. I’m far too young for that. Even if my birthday at the end of the week says otherwise. Last I saw, Jimmy was hopping down the bunny trail, hiding eggs in preparation for Beau’s first Easter. So, it looks like you’re stuck with me for the week. Let’s talk about something
As I sat and pondered my column it was a beautiful sun-drenched spring morning. Although the temperature might be a little on the chilly side, the smell of spring is in the air. You can feel the warmth of the sun and just know warmer days are right around the corner. It’s such a special
