When yard sales turn ugly

I’ve hit a new high point in my career — or is it a low point? Well, perhaps I’ve just hit a point. I’ve been assaulted by a senior citizen at a yard sale. No, I wasn’t wrestling over that last Lawrence Welk album in the “all for a buck” bin. I was trying to [...]

A polarizing media

Responses to a question I asked at Monday’s candidates night about the Clinton rifle range were varied and interesting. Candidate Greg Stahl said he felt the issue had been polarized by the local media. It’s an accusation sometimes lobbed at journalists and one that I think is sometimes warranted. In our attempt to understand and [...]

Good weather for ducks

Man, weeks like this make you really respect the work our public servants do. I was out ’til midnight Monday watching the waters rise in Lancaster and rapidly take a few homes, but firefighters and DPW personnel kept working through the night and were there bright and early the next morning to pump out what [...]

Here comes the flood…

Center Bridge Road looks more
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Have gun, will … get wrestled to the ground?

Debates over the Second Amendment aside, there’s something about the site of a concealed weapon that just doesn’t sit well with some folks. A man crashing a Clinton party recently found that out when after getting in a scuffle with a fellow party-goer someone noticed he was carrying a gun. Others wrestled him to the [...]

Echoes of “the shot heard ’round the world”

Block out the cars, the tourists with cameras and the occasional plane flying overhead and just for a moment, you might imagine you were there that fateful day when a single musket shot turned a colonial frontier into the most powerful nation in the world.
OK, the United State’s road through history was just a little [...]

Tea anyone?

Mary Martin-Somers arranges the coffees
at the Colonial Tea House.
Well, I finally did it. I set foot into the Colonial Tea House on Church Street. It’s been about five years since the owners of the Clinton Cafe sold their business and the Colonial Tea House took its place. My reluctance to step into the Tea House [...]