One of the most fascinating elements of life is the fact that we are all presented with challenges and circumstances throughout our respective durations that offer us opportunities to learn, if we choose to pay attention and take heed.
When Frankford Police Chief William Dudley formally announced his retirement recently, many in the community became somewhat concerned.
Waking up Tuesday morning to a car that was not covered in a blanket of snow was more than just a little bit of a relief. For one thing, I was worried the night before about some of our employees who have to travel a pretty significant distance to get to work. For another, I was concerned that I was going to have to dig my way out of a coccoon of snow.
When we first received word that a 66-year-old man was assaulted with a baseball bat while in the supposed safety of his own home near Millville, we were horrified.
After much deliberation and conversation, we’re even more so.
A recent article in the Washington Post cited a paper published last week in the Journal Science by 18 researchers trying to gauge the breaking points in the natural world.
“I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: ‘We hold these truths to be self-evident; that all men are created equal.’”
This was to be a piece on the freedom of speech.
WBOC reported on Tuesday that their website and Twitter page were both hacked late that morning by “CyberCalliphate.”
Hackings are not uncommon, as we have seen them more and more over the years — most notably with Sony.
As the clock wound down on the Baltimore Ravens’ playoff win over the rival Pittsburgh Steelers last weekend, two truths entered my mind immediately.
There was a time, not so long ago, when our editor broke out the crystal ball each year and made a list of predictions he was sure would come true in the community over the next 12 months. It was fun, somewhat informed and contained some pretty believable prognostications.
But none of them ever happened as he predicted.
Well, it’s time to put another year in the proverbial rearview and set our sights ahead to the wonders that await us in 2015.
As you are reading this, you are probably either in the final steps of Christmas preparation, winding down another Hannukah with the family or in full-scale recovery mode, finally catching your breath after getting through the holiday rush.
This has become an annual trek into the absurd.
Hanukkah is now in full swing, and Christmas is only days away. We hope that all of you have holidays filled with family, friends and pure joy and love. This is indeed the season of religious celebration, togetherness and humanity, and despite all the headaches and pressures affiliated, we trust there will be plenty of smiles along the way.
And, of course, there are gifts.
There was a time in my life when the single most important thing in my entire existence was a Mattel handheld electronic football game.
Frankford has been going through some things recently.
From arguments over citizens’ privilege at council meetings to debate over a pension plan for Town employees to water bill delays, there has been some tension between officials and residents. One topic that hasn’t been hotly debated is the Town’s police force.
Chief William Dudley was in charge. And there were no questions.
A Senate report released this week on the CIA’s interrogation program of suspected terrorists during the tenure of former-President George W. Bush has generated a few emotions, to say the least.
This Sunday, Dec. 7, many of us will be elbowing people at stores and fighting amongst family members over holiday decorating of the house. And that’s a good thing.
With Christmas, comes anxiety.
Across the country, the Meatless Monday campaign has gained momentum as a new way of thinking, shopping, and eating.
It’s Thanksgiving week, which means many people across these fruited plains are taking a moment to appreciate what they have around them, families are braving the crowds to get to one another for the holiday and the smart turkeys are all hiding out until the mad rush passes.
And, of course, there’s shopping.