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Every spring I conduct a search and destroy mission for old tax records. This year, it was 2012. Those papers had been kept for more than the required seven years, so it was past time to set a match to the dead files. In the process, I came upon two check registers. For you young folks, a check register is …
I’m a sucker when it comes to history—especially family history. Recently while perusing the “maps” and migration section of Ancestry DNA, I checked out County Dorset, the area in southwestern England where some of my ancestors originated. That’s what my DNA test claims, and my paper trail confirms it: Dorchester, England and nearby Weymouth were where my fishermen—Thomas Gardiner, John …
Dare I say it? Newton is a food desert. It’s been that way since Harris Teeter left. A “food desert” is one of those trendy labels meant to shame corporations for pulling out of less-than profitable locations. It’s officially an area, especially one with low-income residents, that has limited access to affordable and nutritious food. As long as we have …
Most adults remember a time when Halloween was a kids’ holiday. There were school carnivals with cake walks, and several evenings of trick or treating. Back then, kids traveled after dark with older kids in charge. They stopped at houses where they knew the people who would play along trying to guess which costumed character was who. It was the …
Most of us watching the Hurricane Harvey recovery are horrified by the destruction and misery. The few bright spots are seeing people and their pets brought to safety and Newton’s own Brock Long, the newly appointed FEMA administrator, in charge of recovery efforts. Meanw hile, breathless reporters claim this is a never-before-seen event. “Record-breaking,” “unprecedented,” “beyond anything experienced,” they say. …
Angels are preached about on Sunday, I know, but what I encountered this past Wednesday renews my faith in them. This story begins at the Newton Wal-Mart parking lot. I had stopped by for a few groceries and as I walked to the entrance, I heard a wailing sound—a cat in distress. I looked over along the edge of the …