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January 28, 2015
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In My Humble Opinion

Moving day

Who loves moving? Who loves change? OK, I see a few of you out there holding your hand up in the air, but for most of us, moving is more than a little stressful. In my never-ending quest for peace of mind, I turned to the Internet for solace. Oy. Instead of finding soothing words of encouragement, I discovered these “shocking stats about moving-related stress” (www.moversnmoreservice.com): “Many studies conducted in the U.S. show that people believe that moving to a new home will be one of the most stressful events in their lives,” I read, through blurred sleepless eyes.  Read more

The Wonder Years

Those three little words easily conjure up memories and for many, can instantly evoke a shared time period, when innocence reigned supreme—childhood. Little wonder then, that those memories cause us to wax nostalgic, sometimes wishing that they didn’t have to end. Inherent in the word nostalgia is “a longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations” (www.google.com).  Read more

It’s not about me…

…Well, maybe a little. After all, it’s my column. Even though I do share personal information in the pages of The River Reporter, it’s just an excuse to write about my observations of what all of you are doing. At the risk of sounding repetitious, I am constantly amazed by the outpouring of community support that surrounds so many fundraisers here in the Upper Delaware River region. Yes, it’s true; I get around. With four counties, 60 communities and two states to cover, I travel a lot, but at least I’m not always in the office annoying my co-workers.  Read more

Murphy’s Law

I’m sure you’ve heard of it. Wikipedia defines it as “an old adage, typically stated as: ‘Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.’” Ain’t that the truth. At the risk of sounding like a total nut-job, I’m also feeling the effect of Mercury being in retrograde, which, according to many, causes miscommunication, misunderstandings, mistakes and issues with all things electronic. Various astrology sites inform that this latest retrograde period began on the third of October and continues for another few days, ending its cycle on the 23rd.  Read more

Smile for the camera!

The past week has been interesting, to say the least. In a near-perfect tribute to the expression “turnabout is fair play,” I’ve spent the better part of the last few days being shadowed by a photojournalist who was assigned to follow me (I mean the dog) as we traversed the Upper Delaware River region in search of arts and leisure. At first, I thought the phone call was about me. Wrong.  Read more

Past-Present-Future

Although I’m in no mood to think about a certain ho-ho-holiday looming on the horizon, I have spent the past week or so ruminating on the past, since Rosh Hashanah (the Jewish New Year) has already come and gone. While I may not have worn a funny hat or used a noisemaker (I make enough noise all year long), I did celebrate in my own way prior to the most solemn day in Judaism—Yom Kippur.  Read more

I heard it through the grapevine

If it’s second-hand conversation, is it gossip? My dictionary suggests that gossip means “casual or unconstrained conversation or reports about other people, typically involving details that are not confirmed as being true.” It goes on to give me synonyms such as “tidbits, whispers and canards.” I always thought “canard” was French for “duck,” so I looked that up too, just to be sure. Sure enough, “an aquatic bird” came up (www.dictionary.com) along with “an unfounded rumor,” and my newest favorite word took flight. Canard.  Read more

If it looks like a duck…

Looks can be deceiving. A perfect example hit me this morning, when I looked out the window as the Wonder Dog whimpered for a walk. Blue skies and fluffy clouds scudded by, but when I checked the thermometer, it read 37 degrees. Yep—it’s fall. Not a bad thing, but when I went to bed, the leaves were still green. This morning? Not so much. “Don’t forget the camera,” I thought, as I grabbed the leash and put a jacket on for our stroll.  Read more

‘Fashionably late’

For me, the term itself borders on the oxymoron. Early in life, my mother drummed punctuality into my head and insisted that bad manners were not to be tolerated. “It’s rude,” she’d say, “and there is nothing fashionable about it.” Even as a youngster, I had a secret desire to be popular and left no stone unturned in my quest. I struggled to develop personal style and was never very good at dressing myself, so I pursued other avenues with which to appear worldly. One day I strutted into the dining room (late for dinner) and thrust the dictionary into my (very stylish) mother’s lap.  Read more

Shine on harvest moon

Yes, it’s here. Actually, by the time this column hits the stands, September’s full moon will have come and gone, but still… even if I wanted to stop the seasons from changing I cannot. Autumn has many glorious aspects to embrace, including (but not limited to) the burst of fall foliage that sweeps across the Upper Delaware River region and the plethora of festivals celebrating the annual harvest.  Read more