This is my M&M shelf. I love it. I just filled it this morning. Anyone who can open a fresh bag of M&M’s and not grab some and munch is not quite normal (sorry) – even if they are a…
This is my M&M shelf. I love it. I just filled it this morning. Anyone who can open a fresh bag of M&M’s and not grab some and munch is not quite normal (sorry) – even if they are a…
30 years ago today my mom – Dorothy Crooks Steiner – married John R Graves Sr. I don’t think he realized he was getting a packaged deal. Mom had known John most of her life, but life took them down…
I have been blessed to have two wonderful fathers in my life! I was born on Father’s day – how do you follow up THAT with a gift??? But I remember my dad – Cliff – as being a fun-loving,…
My parents – Cliff and Dorothy Steiner – waited 18 days for me to be born. I was due on June 1st. Mom just told me that even after 18 days, I was not anxious to enter this world; my…
Last Friday we went to Lancaster’s SIGHT AND SOUND Theater to see their production of Samson! As is always the case, they did a wonderful job! Samson and his family, his life, and even Delilah were portrayed so realistically, and…
Last weekend the Skunk Hollow Girls had our annual spring outing – this time to the Jimmy Stewart Museum in Indiana PA. I was delightfully entertained by all the photos, playbills, and displays, depicting his life in the military, in…
Yes, a purple door. And it’s on the main floor at His Place in Pittsburgh. I know it’s a bit fuzzy but it’s a scripture verse. I need to hire a photographer because I cannot hold the camera steady! Anyway,…
Tonight we honored a very special person! I have known Don Wassel since 1967 when I started working for Smail Auto. He had been there about 4 years and was in the sales department, promoted to sales manager shortly after…
How thankful I am to have the opportunity to remember those who have done so much to secure our freedom, and to give us this great country to call our own. I was inspired this morning on my walk in…
So when we were growing up, there was a set of railroad tracks at the bottom of the hill. From there, we crossed a bridge over Jack’s Run (an unfortunately dirty creek!) to get to the bus stop. (where the…
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