Check out the last news item on
this page of July 1979 news clips from Mother Earth News.
Wish I had been born then... not for the TMI near-meltdown, but for the Bigfoot sighting!
Do you believe in Bigfoot? One of the Exchangers wants to know.
So, in my recent entry on picnic foods, I gave a shoutout to new commenter Joe for his guess about what was missing from my picnic.
In another recent entry, I mentioned that one of the posters on The Exchange was talking about Zimmie's pool.
Guess what? It was Joe! Small world, huh?
So, Joe, did you - or anyone else - hit the opening day of Graham Aquatic Center (the former Boys' Club or Farquhar Park pool)?
We were there - 
and even got some neat video footage! Check it out when you can.
There's a Yorkism for you - "Outen the light!"
It means, not surprisingly to turn out the light, and if you've read my thoughts on other Yorkisms like been and butter bread and whatfer, you'll know that I think we stick with "outen" because it's shorter than "put out" or "turn out" the light.
And, in more randomness, there is a band called Alkali Flats that had a CD titled "Outen the Light" in 2004. Weird...
I couldn't be more proud of our soon-to-be-released book, "All In One Room." It started with an idea that correspondent Barb Krebs and I had, to collect a few of readers' memories of these small, rural schools and run them as a feature in the Weekly Record.
Well, color us surprised when we got more than a hundred submissions in response!
Now, we've been able to compile those memories into a hardcover book. I promise, this is not some dumb sales pitch, I really want you to check this out, because if you're reading my blog, it's probably because you love York County as much as I do (or you're my sister or my sister-in-law, in which case, hi!!). And if you love York, you'll really love checking out all these memories.
Also, and this part is the sales pitch, but I should think us frugal Yorkers would be happy... if you order by this Friday, May 9, you save $10. Check out the pre-order offer here.
Did you live in York County back in the '50s and '60s?
One of the posters on The Exchange wants to know
what you remember about that time.
"OldYorkTimer" says he recalls when I-83 ran between Elmwood and East York in the eastern end of town, and wonders if anyone remembers a downtown York ballroom other than the Valencia and the Alcazar.
Head over and share your thoughts with him. I'll be following along to see what memories come up!
One of the neatest things about being an editor for your hometown newspaper is getting a chance to see people you know featured in the paper.
While we don't seek out people we know to use as sources for stories (and, in fact, try not to unless there is no other source), sometimes, as editors, we find that people we know show up in stories our reporters file, and that was the case when I read this week's Suburban Life story on bringing your outdoor plants inside for winter.
Turns out the Master Gardener interviewed (and pictured!) is Linda Silverman, whose son, David, took both karate and music lessons with me when I was in middle school.
I haven't talked with any of the Silvermans in at least 10 years, but it was still neat to see someone I recognized. In fact, one I looked more closely, you can see a family photo of theirs in the background of one of the photos with the story!
So what are your small-town connections stories? Where have you run into or heard about people you grew up with?
Last Friday, we ran a story on the former Pleasant Grove School, a one-room schoolhouse in Adams County affectionately known as "Mud College."
We've had an ongoing series in the Weekly Record sharing readers' memories of one-room schools. That series, and other stories on these local landmarks, are available at ydr.com/schoolhouses.
And I'm still collecting one-room schoolhouse photos and memories. Post a comment and I'll get in touch with you to share your stories!
I don't know how to describe it except that it felt like home.
Finish reading 'Band geekiness' »People who know me well would probably describe both my fashion sense and my music tastes as eclectic. I'm skater shoes and classic rock, hippie skirts and Christian contemporary, Wranglers and Wynona. And probably some of everything in between.
I look at both clothes and music as ways to tell the world who I am.
So, if you've been reading this blog and learning a little about me, it shouldn't come as a surprise that I'm a huge fan of Little Big Town's newest song, where the title of this post comes from.
So one of the things I promised when I started this blog (see my bio at left) was a post on the proper way to make hogmaw.
But first, you have to put up with a little reminiscing about how I came to learn about this local delicacy...
Finish reading 'Mmm, hogmaw!' »
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