Editorial cartoon by Ed Courier
In 1908, a group of Fountain Hill citizens met in the basement of the old Electric Laundry building, located at Bishopthorpe and Cherokee streets, to organize a new Evangelical and Reformed church. This would be the third church to organize in Fountain Hill. With the help of the Tohickon Reformed Church of Bucks County, the group was able to build their church within the year. In 1925, the congregation expanded the church with an addition. The congregation was renamed Grace Community United Church of Christ in 1965. Due to dwindling membership, the church was closed in 2003.
In an uncharacteristic move that left this writer and others surprised, Councilman J. William Reynolds unexpectedly refused to allow public comment at the conclusion of the Aug. 29 City Council Finance Committee meeting. The Committee had approved several normal budget transfers during the two and one-half hour meeting and the 2011 city audit had been reviewed.
In the year 1910, 45.6 percent of the population of the United States was living in cities. Fifty years before, only 19.8 percent of the population lived in urban areas. The same was true in the Lehigh Valley. People left their farms and gravitated to businesses, factories and mills for jobs. As people depended on industrial giants like Bethlehem Steel for employment, they soon felt less empowered. This was the Progressive Era, when ordinary citizens voted out of office anyone associated with waste and corruption. They sought to advance the protection of workers' rights.
On a back-to-school shopping spree, my son and I were debating the merits of Nike Air Max sneakers as we headed toward the entrance of the mall. He was engrossed in wrapping up his rebuttal when he stepped in front of me to hold the door open. Then he waited, still holding the door for a woman and her children quite a way behind us, his summation interrupted. Pushing a stroller with an infant mewling discontentedly, the woman herded two other children through the open door. She was jolted to a stop when the stroller caught on the lip of the door frame.
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My first grade teacher had a distinctive looping handwriting. I remember the stars that would appear atop my papers after she had corrected them. The stars were in red ink, as were the corrections she made. Always.
It was in the first grade that I took my first tentative foray into writing. When asked to write a sentence about the dog that attended the fire drill – my Scottish Terrier, that had inadvertently made a show- and-tell appearance which coincided with a routine fire drill – I wrote three. The paper was subsequently corrected in red ink.