Yesterday Cindy Behney sent me the sad news that Ray C. Shanaman had passed away at the age of 87. He was the husband of C. Perrietta (McMillen) Shanaman with whom he recently celebrated 42 years of marriage. Born in Richland on December 9, 1935 he was the son of the late Claude and Mollie … Continue reading Ray C. Shanaman
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The Second Hearing
This is the fourth part of a series that began with A 70s Reminiscence and continued in Finding an Attorney and The Hearing The Hearing Notice for the second hearing arrived a few days later, but it wasn’t scheduled until July 22, a whole month to wait. When the hearing date came, I drove to … Continue reading The Second Hearing
The Hearing
This is the third part of a series that began with A 70s Reminiscence and continued in Finding an Attorney Before the day of the hearing dawned, I paid a visit to Howard Stoltz the barber to get my long hair trimmed. I think I shaved off my beard as well. I wanted to present … Continue reading The Hearing
Finding an Attorney
This is the second part of a series that began with A 70s Reminiscence Needless to say getting a ticket for speeding that was overwritten at 62 mph when I wasn’t doing more than 45 in a 35 mph zone back in 1975 put something of a damper on my visit to Sam Goody that … Continue reading Finding an Attorney
A 70s Reminiscence
In 1975 I was living in Richland, PA, and working in the hardware store that my parents had recently purchased. One problem with Richland was that there was no good place to buy records. I’m talking about vinyl LPs, which is how we bought our music in those days before CDs or streaming music became … Continue reading A 70s Reminiscence
Reverse Art
My grandparents used to have a painting hanging in their living room that I’d stare at for hours when I was at their house in Richland. I’m talking about my mother’s parents, Tillie and Harry Zellers. It was a painting of a cabin in a somewhat desolate snow covered landscape with smoke coming out of … Continue reading Reverse Art
Kwai Me a River
After The Bridge on the River Kwai was released, the magazines that printed a joke section all seemed to have some variation of this one: I came across a fellow peeling onions on a bridge and when I asked him why, he said he wanted to see the bridge on the river cry. Even at eight … Continue reading Kwai Me a River
The Dieffenbachs
“Do you recall the name of Dennis Dieffenbach’s brother?” came the email query. That brought a wave of memories flooding back to me. When we lived on the hill on East Main Street in Richland, we lived in half of a duplex house. The other half had originally housed Mary Haak and Paul Troutman, but … Continue reading The Dieffenbachs
What Became of the Snack Bar?
So what happened to the Snack Bar? In September 1963 Howard “Skippy” Klopp died, and presumably the Snack Bar went to his wife Hattie. His son Lynn continued to work there, but sometime in 1964 the family decided to sell. This was the same time that Sterling Drug was opening its Winthrop Laboratory factory in … Continue reading What Became of the Snack Bar?
Portrait of the Blogger as an Infant
If the infant in that painting looks familiar, that’s because it’s me at around six months of age. It’s a painting that was always hanging in our living room as I was growing up, and a few years ago I decided to have it reframed. There’s a story to go with it, of course, but … Continue reading Portrait of the Blogger as an Infant