There I was minding my own business in the Ada Public Library, and who do you suppose walked in: Great-Grandmother Ada.
I hadn’t seen her in town since the night Zac Dysert was drafted by the Broncos. She doesn’t live here anymore. I think she moved to Ada, Oklahoma, but I’m not certain. Anyway, I know she’s retired. She looked really good, though. A little purple wave in her hair and a really nice tan.
As soon as she sat down I knew she’d start talking. She has lots of opinions on Ada. You know, the usual: What ever became of so-and-so, and who bought that property on North Main Street?”
Dec. 6 was a a day of mixed emotions for students in the Ohio Northern University College of Engineering, but a good day for 4 Paws For Ability.
This fall ONU students in the College of Engineering became involved in training Viking, a now nine-month-old golden retriever.
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Viking graduated from the program on Friday, and according to the department’s Facebook, “We had to say goodbye to Viking. One of his handlers, civil engineering student Matt Stroh, brought Viking to the Dean's Office for some final goodbyes.”
Viking is now on a journey to become a service dog for disabled child.
I’m not much of a city girl; I’ve grown quite fond of the quiet intimacy small towns like our own have to offer. After a weekend in Chicago, however, my mind feels subject to change…
On Nov. 8, I traveled to Chicago with a group of students and professors from OSU-Lima. We went to watch a live, penultimate performance of Shakespeare’s King Lear at the Chicago Shakespeare Theater located on the Navy Pier.
Bear with me as I gobble – care for piece? – a fork full of my birthday cake.
For me, Nov. 9 is the sweetest day on the Roman calendar. And, unlike previous birthdays, this one comes with a nice ring to it.
My Uncle Sam sent me my own Medicare card.
In a birthday wish to appreciate how previous paternal ancestors celebrated their 65th birthdays, please consider the following stories:
Born in Switzerland, Great-grandfather Rudolf Althaus ended up in Shannon, Ohio, signed a petition to change its name to Bluffton, and lived here the rest of his life.
An elderly woman is said to have died in the room that became my son’s nursery. I never really experienced anything bone-chillingly creepy until after I gave birth to James.
One night however, when James was only a few months old, noise through the baby monitor roused me from sleep, which was nothing out of the ordinary. As I was crawling out of bed, though, I realized that something wasn’t quite right. It wasn’t my son’s crying that woke me up; someone was singing a lullaby.
