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Dust in the wind PDF Print E-mail
Wednesday, June 26, 2013 12:58 PM

Dust in the wind

I was randomly surfing the Internet the other day when I came across a question from a major national magazine that stopped me cold, “When cleaning your home, should you vacuum first, then dust, or dust first and then vacuum? Click here to learn the correct method and dispel the myths.”

My brain was having trouble processing this headline. Is this really a major concern? Are people fretting so much over the correct order of cleaning their homes that they need an educational article on the Internet to guide them? Are there folks out there standing, dumbfounded, dust rag in one hand and vacuum in the other, waiting for a green light to proceed appropriately?

Another Community garden? PDF Print E-mail
Wednesday, June 19, 2013 2:02 PM

By Bill Sherry

Another community garden?

Yes, you guessed it right, it’s that time of year again when a lot of people around Paulding County are planting or have already planted a garden. It is also the time when some communities make a push forward and try to get a community garden planted. The Melrose Community Garden has been a successful story over the past few years as the Melrose United Methodist Church has taken the initiative to get the garden worked, planted and weeded it has produced a bumper crop for the last two years.

The attempts for a community garden in Paulding and Grover Hill have not been that successful. The first garden in Grover Hill produced a small crop while the garden in Paulding went to weeds. Last year it was so dry that we totally lost the garden in Grover Hill and there was not one started in Paulding.

An unremarkable brain PDF Print E-mail
Wednesday, May 22, 2013 1:31 PM

By Mary Beth Weisenburger

An unremarkable brain

“Well, I’m happy to report that we received the results of your MRI brain scan and the radiologist concluded that it is ‘unremarkable.’ Congratulations.”

Those were the words of my family physician not long ago, when she and I were on a quest to determine the source of my mysterious headaches. As a patient, my first response to this finding was an unequivocal “Whew!” I was relieved that nothing serious showed up.

Get out of jail free PDF Print E-mail
Wednesday, May 15, 2013 3:21 PM

By Bill Sherry

Get out of jail free

During a heated game of Monopoly is the only place someone should be granted a get out of jail free card. Would you agree? But pay careful attention because that is just what is happening in part of northwest Ohio. Check out the headlines and partial story from Indiana’s News Center 33 written by Maureen Mespell and broadcast Aug. 14, 2012:

Northwest Ohio corrections center fighting overcrowding

“(Indiana's NewsCenter) – The Correction Center of Northwest Ohio is bursting at the seams and is asking judges in Williams, Defiance, Henry and Fulton counties to help reduce its prison population. None of those four counties have jails of their own and have turned to the correction center to house inmates.”

Simple pleasures PDF Print E-mail
Wednesday, May 01, 2013 3:27 PM

By Amber McManus

Simple pleasures

Ever since having children, I realized how much I took for granted the simple pleasures I had in life pre-kids. I’m not talking about anything extravagant like the purchase or a new car or a winter vacation to Florida, I talking basic enjoyment such as watching an entire movie in complete silence. I’m talking of an uninterrupted Sunday afternoon nap. I’m talking about a warm meal on a cold and rainy evening. I’m talking about the feeling of the warmth of the sun hitting my face on a summer’s day, a ride in the country with the windows down, the smell of wildflowers, simple and beautiful pleasures of life.

The Croods and grandkids taught me a lesson PDF Print E-mail
Wednesday, April 24, 2013 1:42 PM

By Joe Shouse

The Croods and grandkids taught me a lesson

A couple of weeks ago my grandkids asked me if I would go with them to see the latest animation movie to hit the big screen – “The Croods.” Now, I love my grandkids, but first of all, going to the movies really isn’t my thing. Going to the movies to see a cartoon is not my thing. Buying popcorn and a drinks at highway robbery prices certainly isn’t my thing; so what is a grandpa supposed to do? Well, I will tell you what I did.

Introducing Herb Monroe PDF Print E-mail
Wednesday, April 17, 2013 2:02 PM


By Ron Lane • Guest Columnist

Introducing Herb Monroe

Good fortune has given me any number of wonderful tasks to perform. I have had a very lucky life. A real treat for me was years ago when I was asked to introduce a speaker at the senior center. He was about to make a presentation to an assembled group of really good people.

When you present someone who is going to speak, you need the proper balance of building them up, but not over promising. I remember thinking about it, but it came to me quickly, decent respect but not over done.

Here’s how it went, “Ladies and gentlemen, it’s my honor to present to you the nicest man God ever made, ‘Herb Monroe.’”


These past few months, thanks to great Paulding people who earnestly work for the betterment of our community, Herb is being rightfully honored. The beautiful park that is named for this wonderful man is uppermost in people’s minds and will be a great addition to our town.


It’s as though Herb is still with us in some ways. You can’t help but see him extend his hand, know your name, your husband’s or wife’s name and enough about you to make you feel completely comfortable. In this way, Herb continues to be a warm part of any day.

So what do we take from this? None of us is ever going to be another Herb Monroe. Everyone that knew him misses him. When we go to his park, maybe we can be a little more like him. Let’s try.

When you’re in the park, think about what it would be like to enjoy people, seemingly all people. What it must be like to actually remember people’s names. If we would do this we would smile more often, like Herb did.

Let’s honor this park. Be in a good mood when you visit it. If you should have an unpleasant thought while there, take a walk and come back when you can smile.

Ron Lane is a guest columnist for the Paulding County Progress.

The opinions stated are those of the writer, and do not necessarily reflect that of the newspaper.


Why I'm not an air traffic controller PDF Print E-mail
Wednesday, April 10, 2013 1:52 PM

By MaryBeth Weisenberger

Why I’m not an air traffic controller

I was sitting on the top bleachers at a high school basketball game with a good friend recently when I turned to her and blurted out despondently, “I could never be an air traffic controller.” Being my good friend, she was used to these random statements from me, so she wasn’t startled in the least. In fact, she looked at me intently and, knowing full well she was about to open a serious can of worms, inquired, “Why not?”

A happy place PDF Print E-mail
Wednesday, April 03, 2013 2:08 PM

By Bill Sherry

There is one season of the year that really warms my heart and makes me feel good all over (or at least as good as can be expected at my age); that season is spring. I have experienced many spring seasons and in my opinion this has been one of the coldest, most miserable springs I have ever experienced! But, I know that my own advice would be, “Just wait a month or two and you will be complaining about the hot weather as we enter the summer months.”

Please don't take my hour PDF Print E-mail
Wednesday, March 13, 2013 2:29 PM

By Joe Shouse

This past weekend I lost something very valuable to me. I guess you could say I lost it, but actually it was snatched away in the middle of the night and there wasn’t anything I could do about it. What I lost was something we all lost; it was one hour. That magical time in the early spring when on a very early Sunday morning at 2 a.m., like a hidden thief, the clock springs forward one hour and it becomes 3 a.m.

I know it’s just an hour and I know we get it back in the fall, but there is something about losing it that I don’t like. Maybe it’s the idea of getting less sleep on that particular Saturday night. I’ve tried going to bed an hour earlier to help make up for the hour I will have taken from me, but it doesn’t seem to work. Or maybe it’s the idea of getting used to the morning when the sun rises earlier or is it later?

And, in the evening when the sun sets later, or is it earlier? You see, it’s confusing. Why do I have to wait for seven months to get my hour back?


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