It’s hard for me to believe that I’ve been writing nostalgia columns about my life exploits and have never written about my fantasy of performing as a stand-up comedian. Truthfully, I hadn’t even thought about it until I recently got an email from Jeff Bell, a musician friend with whom ...
I’ve given old fashioned porches a passing swipe in some of my earlier columns. Not only me, but a lot of my baby boomer and older friends have lamented the disappearance of porches from modern home building. There are luxury homes being designed in a modern version of an old farmhouse, but ...
Here’s a free tip for the writer of the yet-to-be-written great romantic novel, mystery or raucous comedy. Wrap the manuscript around an old late 1800s or turn-of-the-century mansion or even a large old home. While my hometown is younger than some of the long-established FayWest ...
Few articles of historical interest draw as much comment as did a photo online of a badly damaged vertical hand water pump. Surprisingly, many of the comments expressed recognition of the once common pumps, and quite a few responders had actually used them a time or two. My memory of the very ...
The clickety-clack of tap shoes on a hardwood floor stayed with me for a long time. I could still see the two little kids, locked arms, clicking away to a phonograph record to the delight of the assembled parents. West Leisenring, or as I knew it growing up, Bute, was the home of many of ...
On a gentle trip to Uniontown for Friday night fish, we travelled on Vanderbilt/Leisenring Road for about the gazillionth time. But this time, maybe due to age slowing me down, just lazing along, listening to the rhythm of the left turn signal clicking, I reflected on how many adventures that ...
