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Discipline and punishment with children is necessary. However, the goal of punishment is not merely to mete it out. The bigger goal of punishment is to teach your child how you want them to act.
I long for a day when the recovery community in New Hampshire and beyond can work together to agree on some simple interests. And yes, I said interests – not positions, stances, or opinions. We must get past all these if we are to work together in implementing solutions to the current crisis.
It is with great sadness I write this letter to you. The hearts of those within my family, our close friends, and our New Hampshire community are broken. Just over a week ago, our family lost a son, brother, grandson, nephew, cousin – and someone who was friends to many.
As we celebrate Military Appreciation Month, it is a time not only to thank our veterans for their service, but also to rededicate ourselves to fulfilling the solemn commitment that we’ve made to our veterans, servicemembers and their families.
Just a month after putting it up, Manchester says it will now spend $25,000 to move the gate that blocks access to the new Walmart from Upper Gold Street.
As I write this, I’m listening to the Singers & Swing station in my Xfinity TV package. Frank Sinatra just stopped by for a visit. Then Patti Page. Then Harry James & Marion Morgan. Then Billy May and the Swing Era Big Band. I have a slight suspicion that might just be a name invented by the people at Xfinity/Comcast.
I might have wanted to fit in. To be included. To be one-of-the-gang … but pot smoking didn’t attract me. As time progressed, however, I mellowed a bit in my distaste for all things Mary Jane, Donna Juana, Donna Juanita, Aunt Mary, roaches, blunts, ashes, etc.
About halfway into the musical “Pippin,” there is a beautiful, inspiring song titled “Morning Glow” where the cast sings of the future with glimmers of hope, change, faith and rebirth. And here I am writing away. About Prince. A man I know very little about. This is my Celebrity Mourning Glow.
Coyotes like dumpster diving, of course, but they also like pig farms, compost piles, pet food (left outside) and fruit orchards and will nosh on bread thrown out for the birds. “Pets in neighborhoods with food attractants like these are at greater risk” for running into coyotes, Dr. Numi Mitchell says.
Facebook reminded me that two years ago I had this crazy idea for a summer “pop-up cafe” series that would simultaneously build community, provide charity donations for up to 10 organizations, allow youth in need of summer employment to work on a worthy community endeavor, and allow established and emerging restaurant and catering companies a chance to explore some new offerings or expose a new market to their food.
The timing of this couldn’t be more important as we continue to grapple with the heroin and opioid drug abuse epidemic. Additionally, our mental health care delivery system has long been in need of an overhaul. These federal funds will help New Hampshire transform its behavioral health care system by increasing its ability to serve this population though a variety of improvements.
At age 68, I was arrested this week for he first time in my life. My misdemeanor offense, and that of my more than 400 fellow arrestees, was blocking the the front of the U.S. Capitol. We did it because big money is blocking us, and all ordinary Americans, from being heard – or at least heeded – by Congress.
The New Hampshire Health Protection Program, more commonly known as Medicaid Expansion, has provided nearly 50,000 hard-working Granite Staters with the peace of mind and security that comes with quality, affordable health insurance. The people who are now covered are our friends and neighbors. They are our health care workers, restaurant employees, and construction workers, and the people who work in our schools and local grocery stores.
I know what amuses me: Standing by my kitchen window (inside the house) and watching all my little friends arrive to feed off one simple little birdfeeder. Yes, I said ONE! The antics I can watch for hours just makes me smile. It’s fun watching a blue jay chasing away everyone as if he was the boss and had to have it all. Just like life, karma will always get you. I just love the picture of the blue jay sitting on my canopy rods waiting his turn as the squirrel does to him what he’s been doing to others and, hopefully, he has learned a lesson here: To be patient and let others have their turn.
The ending will surprise you and sets up the story for the sequel. Yes, this book is the first in a trilogy.
“Many of the dogs were housed in tiny cages covered with feces and lacking clean water and food. We also witnessed the heartbreaking consequences of this cruelty — carcasses and piles of bones strewn across the property.”
See, Joe fell in love with a pretty switchboard operator here in town – the former Ruth Ball from Lake Avenue – and when Ruth agreed to marry Joe and follow him back to New York where an engineering job awaited him, Joe vowed that, one day, he would bring her back to her home town. And again, for those of us who love the Millyard, it was serendipity.
