Founded December 17,1912 Ceased Publication Thursday February 1, 1951
Book 1 Volume 44
Original Volume 44 republished using KompoZer
Our Butternut
First and foremost this thing makes absolutely no attempt to be a real newspaper. For that one must read the Times News at http://www.tnonline.com/news/ . I write this for my own enjoyment. I hope others will enjoy it also.
Below is the actual lead slug masthead of the Palmerton Press in its days of operation. It now resides with son George R. Elliston 2nd.
Here it is shown reversed for all to read.
My son George, grandsons; Andy, and Jason, have been instrumental in making these things appear at all. They supply the technical expertise to put and keep it on line. I can type the words, but they keep the press running! Ha!
Thank God, my mentors all suffer an old 77-year-old fool well. I wish to express my thanks to them all.
I also deeply appreciate the responses from my readers who seem to enjoy our view of life as well as the pictures of our town and home. I regret that some readers still have problems opening the pictures. However, at least these pages don’t have to stand on their literary merits alone, Thank God!
Saturday, September 18, 2004 7:09 AM 63 deg at
LVIA and 60.2 in the bus stop
It is a new week beginning for this
web page. It is a rainy wet morning today. We had strong thundershowers
and
heavy rain with flash flood warnings up for this entire area. I suspect
I will
not be heading for the “park bench” tent this morning.
Last night for supper Queen had a
pan tuna casserole for supper with fresh tomatoes and cottage cheese.
Then she
had a couple of pieces of my last year’s birthday cake that she found
in the
freezer. They had been vacuum-sealed and
were still fresh and very good.
This morning my blood glucose was 128
and the weight 195.
I got some pictures from Bob Green that I am showing here. Any comments are welcomed.
Bob asks for any names, other than W.E. (Bill) Braucher. Is Willard Wilhelm one of them?
This is the class of 1932
I did get the car out and went to Rite-Aid for my prescription. I decided to take the camera along. On the way home I stopped at the park and took a few pictures. Hey it really rained. The pictures below are of the park run taken near the Episcopal Church.
I took some video as well but can’t show it here but they
were
impressive. I am trying to learn how to send it and I am experimenting
with
some victims hopefully they all have cable modems.
About
3:30PM we took Butternut Fred for
a walk. We went up to 1st Street across and down to 4th
Street and back. He must have peed on every tree on Columbia Avenue. By
the
time we were heading home from 4th Street his pee supply was
getting mighty scarce. At least this should tire him out. As usual I
took the
camera. We must have had a Hell of a lot of rain. As we were going up
Columbia
Avenue in our block the neighbor next to Mrs. Dick Snyder was pumping
out his
basement.
The park run at Columbia Avenue was really moving right along as seen in these pictures.
Tonight
for supper Queen had a
repeat of last night’s meal with the tuna casserole, an ear of Mike’s
superb
corn, a fresh tomato, cottage cheese and a brownie with coffee for
dessert. It
was good and it was plenty.
I have been keeping an eye on my
Prolog web space; as of 9/19 it is 7.65 MB. It is gradually getting to
the
place where I may be able to keep some more of these volumes on line.
I guess that I really ought to try to learn some HTML program writing but I admit I am too lazy to take the time. Besides this method is simple and does what I want it to do. As grandson Andy said, "This is basically a letter with pictures added." As long as I have my “experts” to bail me out of some of my “big” problems why bother? I am crazy enough as it is! Queen thinks the tail is wagging the dog now!
Sunday, September 19, 2004 7:20 AM 46 deg at LVIA and 46.2 in the bus stop
It is a beautiful day this morning.
I will be heading for the “tent” with my 8 O’clock coffee in a moment.
There is
a nip in the air this morning. My blood sugar this morning is 127 and
my weight
195.
It looks strange seeing a new house just up the street
Queen will be getting up soon and I presume a walk will be forthcoming.
<Later> We did go for our walk and have just had breakfast. We sat there with our breakfast watching the birds busy at the feeders outside.
It sure looks like a battle royal for who gets first shots at the feeders. Some of the more feisty birds act just like people. Were life only so simple!!<Sigh>
This morning we thought it might be a good idea to go over to Redners’s in Northampton just to get out a bit. However when we got to Berlinsville,there was a fire so traffic was redirected to Walnutport. The rest of the trip was uneventful but I decided to come back over the mountain. At the summit I took some pictures. I got some pictures of the ”Devil’s potato patch”.
Then we went to the lodge at the Blue Mountain Ski Area and took some more pictures.
I wonder what the what the white object is in the above right picture. I think it might be the Pocono International Speedway.
This morning as we entered town from Aquashicola we noticed a traffic jam at the intersection with the Little Gap Highway and Forrest Inn Road so we went around and came in Sand Quarry Road. Speaking with Tommy on our walk he said Delaware Avenue from 7th Street at the ball field out to Aquashicola yesterday had been closed due to flooding of the highway. In fact Lynn Hearn’s Texaco station had his dumpster float away. It must have really been bad. Tommy said he had over 6” of rain in his rain gauge. Mine was full to the top but I hadn’t emptied it lately.
Tonight for supper Queen tried something new. She had two cubed steaks and a few mushrooms cooked in a pan with some onion soup mix. She had fresh green beans, and Aldi instant mashed potatoes. A fresh tomato and cottage cheese finished the meal. I had coffee and a raisin brownie for dessert. Queen had a couple of cookies. It was good but Queen has some ideas for improving it.
Monday, September 20, 2004 7:15 AM 46 deg at LVIA and 42 deg in the bus stop
The sun is not up yet however it looks as though it will be a nice day today. One of the first things I notice when I arise at my usual 7 AM is the lack of the sun in the sky. I have gotten used to it all summer. <Sigh>
Today is Queen’s dreaded sheet day and she has a big wash on hand. My blood glucose this morning is 129 and my weight is 194.
On our way back to town yesterday I saw how
the Blue Mountain here at Palmerton has recovered from the years of
pollution. I think those responsible for its cleanup can be justifiably
proud of their work.
I will have to go out to Blue Ridge Service
center to see about making an appointment to have the Corsica inspected
and
serviced.
<Later> I was out and have an appointment for Wednesday morning. Once again I smacked the side mirror on the passenger side on the garage door and he will see if he can remedy it. <Dummy>
The Aquashicola creek is still high but it is not flooding now.
I just got this from our good friend Dave Horn. I like his description of his Dad’s learning to swim.
"Subject: Canal
boat connections"
Dear Bob
& Queen:
Thanks for the nice email with
all the neat pictures from the old hometown. It was almost
as good
as a visit. I sure do get homesick for the old place and
people now
and then. Your emails
(especially the pool
pictures) gave
me a vicarious visit anyway. I was struck by the neat picture
of the canal boat.
You see, my father
(Raymond E. Horn) at age 16 drove mules pulling the canal
boats from
Mauch Chunk to Easton.
He said they
took
coal to Easton and fresh fruit back north. You PMPA die hards will find
humor in the way he learned how
to
swim. He told me they tied a rope around his chest
and
suspended him
next to one of those canal boats in the picture and told him to start
swimming. No further instruction was provide like the Red
Cross
program.
No wonder he was such a strong advocate of the PMPA
program
from the get-go. He said your choice of the "rope-holder"
was one not to be taken lightly.
He also said the night
trips were
a little on the scary side. One can only imagine.
Anyway thanks for the memories and for keeping me on your very special list.
Blessings,
dave (alias "tooter")”
I always enjoy Dave’s e-mails.
As I sit here I read the papers while
watching the computer for political news I am struck by the absurdity
of Mr. Kerry’s premise of this being the wrong war at the wrong time.
Bring the troops home.
On October eighth next month I shall be 78
years old. As a kid in the 1930’s well before the Second World War I
recall my Dad who was an avid newshound listening to the radio. When he
went to bed he had short wave on the radio. My bedroom was just across
the hall and I could hear it also.
He listened to Radio Berlin, and the
Vatican, but his favorite was the BBC. I well remember the wail of air
raid sirens and the ponderous sound of Big Ben which they still use.
I recall his anger and foreboding when
Neville Chamberlain returned from the Munich Conference for his “peace
in our times” talk with Hitler. ”Why don’t they stand up to him? They
will have to do it sometime”. He lamented what he called the useless
League of Nations and their lack of backbone. Winston Churchill saw it
coming. He was one of the few who took their heads out of the sand. It
turned out that he was the right man at the right time! Somehow
all this has a vaguely familiar tone today. I am sorry but many the
Bush haters or doubters still lament but where is Bush leading us? Into
another quagmire? Into war? Hell we are at war if we bother
to take our heads out of the sand. The opposition can’t or won’t bother
to look. On 9/11 we were attacked much as were we at Pearl Harbor. They
killed thousands of ordinary working Americans not armed solders and
sailors who though surprised at least had a chance to shoot back! This
is not going to go away. He who does not take heed of history is doomed
to repeat it!!
It is neither Bin Laden nor the Mullahs in
Iran who are responsible. They are a small part of an obvious overall
strategy by Muslim extremists not to conquer us but to destroy us. We
are a complete antithesis to their society. They really fear our social
values and ways.
This country has not really perceived the
true nature of what is going on. This is not going to go away anytime
soon! When someone tells me that they are going to kill me or destroy
me I am willing to accept that at face value until proven otherwise. As
to the Bush National guard story,
CBS News claimed a source had misled the network on the documents' origins. The network pledged "an independent review of the process by which the report was prepared and broadcast to help determine what actions need to be taken."
Bill Clinton, John Kerry and George W. Bush died and found themselves standing on the other side of the Jordan River, looking across at the Promised Land.
The Archangel Michael was standing on the other side and shouted over to the three Americans, "Contrary to what you have been taught, each of you will have to wade across the Jordan River."
Michael saw their perplexed looks, and he reassured them by saying, "Don't worry. You will sink only proportionally according to your sins on earth. The more you have sinned, the more you will sink."
The three American sages of political lore looked at one another trying to determine who shall be the first brave soul to cross the river.
Finally George Bush volunteered to go first. Slowly he began to wade out into the river, and slowly the water began to get higher and higher, reaching almost to his waist. George began to sweat thinking all of his sins were coming back to haunt him. He was beginning to wonder if he would ever see the other side. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, he began to emerge on the river's bank.
As he stood on the bank, he looked behind him to see which of the other brave souls was going next. He was totally shocked to see John Kerry almost in the middle of the river with water only up to his knees.
Bush turned to Michael and exclaimed, "I know John Kerry and he has sinned much more than that."
Before the Archangel Michael could reply, John Kerry shouted back, "I'm standing on Clinton's shoulders."
