Monday, January 31, 2011

Just your average horse and pumpkin thief ...

A pilot, hockey player and avid junior hockey fan, skilled golfer, woodworker, horse and pumpkin thief, curler and boater, he never missed an opportunity to have fun and enjoy life to the fullest.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Here we have -- a peace maker. Celebrate her life.

At the height of the Cold War, the illustrator and mother of three organized 50,000 women to demonstrate against nuclear weapons. Foes tried to paint her as a Communist, but failed miserably.

Friday, January 28, 2011

It's the simple pleasures ...

One of the many things Stanley enjoyed in his later years was listening to upbeat classical music and news on NPR.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

"He lived life on his own terms." He certainly did.

He is survived by his sister, Lee (Weber) Bialer; his wife, Judith (Altman) Weber; and his companion of many years, Seena Drilling.

Monday, January 17, 2011

New Yorker cartoon

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Cuyahoga Falls Bridge won't quite be the same.

Always in control, Gretta Kuglar made her final contract with life like a seven no-trump hand and left the table.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Patrick Andrew Clemmons, age 20

He was a tower of will, but weak to temptation. He was bright and witty, but not smart enough sometimes. He was fearless and friendly, but too careless for comfort. He was thoughtful, when he thought things through, but often impulsive. He was like most of us, only different.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

An opera singer who lost her voice

They melded their two families and settled into a labyrinthine house with enough room for five children and a series of collies and German shepherds, who sneaked upstairs and lounged on beds.

Read the whole story here.

Friday, January 7, 2011

I am so sorry, Mudflats. I know the feeling.

I watched her heart break during some dark times, and I watched her heart bloom when my dad would stand in the middle of the kitchen and proclaim in a very official tone to me, “I have something to say.” Our eyes turned to him. “I am in love with your mother. And there is nothing you can do about it.” And 19-year old me, the audience of one, would roll my eyes, and mom would giggle and keep chopping onions.