Hi everyone — I’m Jimmy Webb III, and I’m starting this series to share a little bit about life as someone in my late twenties, figuring it all out one day at a time. I like to call myself a “new adult,” even though I’m 29 — and yes, I know that sounds funny, but
Before we get to the heart of the order regarding all that’s going on, I have a little business-related item to cover. After talking about my lifetime ties to Kane Street and Little League days, several folks asked me where the Webb Weekly was moving to. I had covered this in a previous article, and
This year’s been… a lot. First, I lost my Rottweiler, Bulleit. He was my buddy, my protector, Mama’s big baby boy. Losing him was gut-wrenching. Anyone who’s had a pet cross the Rainbow Bridge knows the ache it leaves behind. I won’t dwell on it too long — partly because it still stings, and partly
What an amazing time of year to live in our little corner of God’s green earth. First up, if you are in town for the 78th playing of the Little League World Series, let me welcome you. I wish you and your team, as you spent this summer on this fantastic journey, good luck, great
Well, hey there, y’all — it’s that time of year again! Bittersweet, like that last s’more of the season when the marshmallow’s perfect but you know swimsuit weather is about to be replaced with school supply aisles. Yep — it’s Little League World Series season in Williamsport! I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it
I appreciate the thoughts and openness from those who reached out to me about my last column, “A Tough Topic to Talk About.” If you missed it, you can visit webbweekly.com and find the current publication as well as anything you’d like to catch up on from the past. The tough topic to talk about
Well, y’all — it’s that time again. Lycoming Crossings is whispering back-to-school sales, Walmart’s notebook shelves are already picked clean, and your teenager has entered their final form: a nocturnal, snack-consuming, eye-rolling machine. I’m not ready; you’re not ready, but time keeps on tickin’, tickin’ tickin’… Back-to-school season is upon us, whether we’re ready or
Sometimes I have no idea what I want to write about on any given week. Sometimes, I know all week what I am going to write about on Friday. And sometimes, like this week, I have a couple of topics that I want to touch on, but none of them are hearty enough to stand
As most of you know, Lycoming County Coroner Charles Kiessling and I have become good friends over the years. We have known each other for many years, but as we’ve worked together in the interest of public safety, our friendship and my admiration for the effort he puts in have grown. In addition to his
By someone who’s definitely not lactose intolerant but would risk it anyway Don’t ask me how I know, but July 25th is National Ice Cream Sundae Day, which means it’s the one day a year when it’s socially acceptable to have your entire daily calorie intake served in a bowl, covered in chocolate syrup and
A happy summer to everyone. There is so much good going on in our neck of the woods; we all need to find positivity and pass it on with a side of kindness. This especially holds true on the highways. I’m just putting this out there in the most straightforward way possible; everybody makes mistakes
I am not emotionally prepared to say goodbye to summer. The long days, the late nights, the obscene amount of ice cream I have ingested recently — it’s all been a dream. That said, reality (and algebra) is looming, and it might be time to start reeling in that “stay-up-till-2-a.m.-watching-random-YouTube-videos” sleep schedule. Let’s be honest:
