Southern York County Life

Contentment

I recently flew to Missoula, Montana for my daughter’s graduation from photography school and drove back to Southern York County with her. On the way home we visited at a few places of interest, like Devil’s Tower in Wyoming, the Black Hills, and my favorite, the Badlands in South Dakota.

A long line of love

My wife’s Dad died this year from cancer. He was 93 years old. Her Mom passed away last year. She was 87. For the first time in our married lives--and of Lauree’s entire life--New Year’s Eve will not be spent with the extended family gathering around Mom and Dad (just Dad last year) at “the farm” in northwest Pennsylvania. It’s the end of an era, but not an end to their legacy.

Anatomy of a site makeover

It’s been about a month since I began working on updating the Southern York County Life web site. I thought some of you might be interested in what is driving this makeover, and a few of the more technically inclined might enjoy stepping through what this has involved so far (besides long evenings and short nights!).

The devil made me do it

Many people, including residents of Southern York County--at least us “older” ones--can remember Flip Wilson, a seventies comedian who was at times hilarious. One of his routines was his rendition of Geraldine, who would explain her indulgences--say an expensive shopping spree--by saying “The devil made me do it.” It was a very funny routine, but of course she was not a real person, and not to be taken seriously.

The Intelligent Design debate

Several months ago the issue of teaching intelligent design along with evolution (neo-Darwinism, the dominant theory of evolution taught today) came to the forefront when the Dover Board of Education decided to implement that change in their curriculum. Probably all of us in Southern York County have read articles and editorials about it or have heard it on the news.

Don’t forward that e-mail!

"And why not?” you ask. It only takes a few seconds. My friends might want to read it. It might even be important if it’s true! The story is so touching (or sad, or inspiring, or frightening, etc.). What’s the harm?

Biking around on yard sale day

Today was the fall yard sale in Stewartstown where I live. It is the second of two days that residents may have a yard sale without paying for a permit, the other being in the spring. Since it promised to be a beautiful day I set out on my bike to see what I could see.

Green eggs and spam

I love the Dr. Seuss book Green Eggs and Ham and can remember reading it often to our kids when they were small. But that’s not what this is about. No, I’m talking about spam, and it doesn’t matter if it’s green or some other color. And just to be clear, this isn’t the spam that you eat. No sir, what I’m referring to is that uninvited email that unscrupulous advertisers send to my (and your) email account every day.

Slammed!

I heard about it, but somehow it just seemed so unlikely that I never gave it a thought. But last week when my phone bill arrived, with an amount twice what is normal, I realized I’d been slammed.