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Buy green canvasSubmitted by Editor on April 7, 2008 - 2:32pm.The latest marketing By MARY LOU MONTGOMERY I’m relatively amused by the current trend toward “green.” I’m not an anti environmentalist by any means, please don’t get me wrong; instead my amusement comes from the marketing ploys behind the thrust to sell “green” to the masses. Mission Hills fireSubmitted by Editor on February 7, 2008 - 1:01pm.Today I awoke to the news of the Mission Hills Church fire. The call came at 4:30 a.m., and was reflective of the shocking news that it brought. First thing this morning, Danny Henley and Brent Engel of our staff headed out to our neighboring church to the north. The trip was familiar; it was just four months ago that our staff covered the tornado that hit Palmyra and seriously damaged the church. Thanks to the efforts of Brent and Danny, we have a video, story and photos on our Web page, a full 12 hours before our next publication cycle. A footprintSubmitted by Editor on February 6, 2008 - 9:31am.On a snowy morning I parked in my usual parking lot and walked the usual block to the newspaper office where I've worked for better than 32 years. On this particular morning there was a light dusting of snow on the ground. Not enough to need boots, but enough to make tracks. The next morning I followed my usual routine. But this time, as I started to step from my car onto the parking lot pavement, I noticed foot prints - my foot prints from yesterday. Cleaning up the yardSubmitted by Editor on January 6, 2008 - 7:18pm.Jan. 6, 2008
My husband and I took advantage of this past weekend's 60 and 70 degree temperatures to finish raking, mulching and bagging the leaves in our yard. My motives are blatantly selfish; I want those mulched leaves for my garden this coming spring. Thanks to all the neighbors who have oak trees, the bounty was good. I got a bag and a half of mulch to store away until April and May, when I'll start planting. The Journey: 100 days and countingSubmitted by Editor on January 6, 2008 - 7:10pm.Here's my sister Shirley's health update from Jan. 2. My “100 day” mark coincided with yesterday’s doctor visit. We had an early morning appointment, and Dr. Ho said that I was his first patient of 2008. The Journey: An update from ShirleySubmitted by Editor on December 21, 2007 - 9:02am.Here's an update from my sister, Shirley, from Boston. This is a followup to the transplant procedure last September 24 when she was transfused with my cells to help her fight off lymphoma. Dec. 19, 2007: Yesterday’s PET scan showed no sign that any lymphoma cells have come back yet. If there had been, I’m told that they would have adjusted my GVHD (graft vs. host disease) medicine so that my sister’s cells would work a little harder to remove them. My red blood cells are holding steady, still low, but no transfusion required. The Journey: ConnectingSubmitted by Editor on December 18, 2007 - 6:51am.December 18, 2007 I received a letter from Bob Noll, a cousin from Leawood, KS. I don't remember if I've ever met Bob face to face, but we have been exchanging Christmas card letters since the early 1990s when my brother Robert and I put together "Beckers of Atchison, Kansas," a family history compliation. Following the leaderSubmitted by Editor on December 8, 2007 - 6:20pm.Dec. 8, 2007
On September 25, 2007, I had a whole day all to myself in Boston, and a little money in my pocket. It was the day after I donated stem cell bone marrow which was later transfused into my sister's veins. The process might have taken two days, but it didn't, thus I had a whole day before my scheduled flight home. The Journey: Christmas card letterSubmitted by Editor on December 8, 2007 - 6:01pm.This was a year that tested my inner resolve. My sister, Shirley, was diagnosed two years ago with stage four follicular lymphoma. Here's a hug; make it last!Submitted by Editor on December 4, 2007 - 3:06pm.Dec. 4, 2007 Grandpa and I have been blessed to be able to see our grandchildren, Andy and Gracie, two weeks in a row. That's no small feat, considering that they live 300 miles away. We arrived at their house before they did last Friday, Nov. 30. We let ourselves in (and took naps) before they arrived home from school. When they drove into the garage, their mom said to them: Now be sure and give Grandma and Grandpa a hug. Andy - 4 and a half - knew all too well that our visits were close together.  |
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