Marianne Aleardi honored as
Woman of Distinction

Wide Awake
Every year in November, I use this column to count my blessings. It’s not an easy column to write, and it takes me awhile to get started. But once I’m started, the list starts flowing because there is just so much to be thankful for. I’m thankful that in the middle of the night, when most businesses are closed, you can drive to a hospital and receive emergency medical care. Even better, because of where we live, we can receive the highest quality of care...

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Full Circle
There was always something sacred about the smell of a school lunchroom. The aroma of burnt macaroni and cheese, a dash of Lysol, and just a whiff of Aqua Net. In my freshman year of high school, I was a bagger, one of those kids who couldn’t afford the lavish buffet of franks and beans and more beans. So, I brought my own – often, a triple-decker peanut butter and jelly sandwich on Bond bread. And a Tastykake apple pie, back when they filled them...

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Life Notes
We took bets as to whether he’d be waiting at the door for her. And the “yes” votes won hands-down. There was little Danny, our adored and adorable grandson, standing at the kitchen door of his house, scoping out the driveway. At the first sight of the car, the one that was bringing his beloved, he was out of that door like that proverbial bat out of hell. Danny is in love. The object of his affection is Mellora, the best friend of our oldest grandchild, Hannah...................

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