December 27, 2011

Memories of Connellsville, Pennsylvania



     It was a hot and muggy day…and so the weather was on the July day we moved to Connellsville, Pennsylvania.

     My husband Monte always insisted moving himself, using a rented van. When he backed up to the front porch to unload the van, he accidentally ran the tires over the neighbor’s grassy patch between the sidewalk and the street. The irate woman approached him, calming down some when he said he would repair the damage. As time went on, we developed a pretty good friendship.

     Meanwhile, the neighbor across the street, Tom, and his son Jared, helped Monte unload the truck. The neighorliness struck me positively after a difficult move.

     Over time our friendships on that block of West Washington Avenue grew strong. Eventually the neighbors across the street joined with us to sponsor a (more…)

February 15, 2008


SCRIPTURE: Exodus 7:21 The fish that were in the river died, the river stank, and the Egyptians could not drink the water of the river… (KJV)

REFLECTION: I find surprising revelations emerge in news-feature work. One occurred during an interview with a local artist who was commissioned to do a painting for Wesley United Methodist Church in Connellsville, PA. Interestingly enough, the artists last name was Rockwell (more…)

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