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Letters 03-02-2015

American Exceptualism Rudy Giuliani was espousing his opinion to Fox News that Barack Obama did not love America and didn’t brag enough about “American Exceptionalism.”

Fur Is Not Chic When my 25-pound dog stepped in a toothed steel leg hold trap a few ft off the trail, I learned how “unchic” fur is. I had to carry her out two miles to get to a vet.

Which Is More Dangerous? Just a couple of thoughts I had in response to the letters by Gordon Lee Dean and Jarin Weber in the Feb. 23 issue. Mr. Dean claims that there have been zero deaths from the measles in the past ten years.

Real Action on Climate In “Climate Madness” in the Feb. 9 issue, the writer points out that scientists are all but unanimous and that large numbers of people agree: global warming poses a threat to future generations.

Real Science Wolfgang Pauli, the Nobel Prize winning Austrian-born theoretical physicist, was known not only for his work in postulating the existence of the neutrino but feared for his razor-edged humor.

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Monday, September 14, 2009

Barn Lady/ Evelyn Johnson

Features Samantha Tengelitsch Barn Lady
Evelyn Johnson’s Quilt Barn Project

By Samantha Tengelitsch 9/14/09

Author Evelyn Johnson became interested in barns when her children purchased an old barn on Old Mission in 2002. “I thought I’d research the barn and surprise them with its history.”
That research spurred Johnson’s passion for barn preservation and lead her to write the book, “Barns of Old Mission Peninsula,” published in 2006. Following publication of the book, Johnson knew she wanted to do more.
“I had heard of these Quilt Barn Trails in Kentucky and Ohio,” so on a trip down to Natural Bridge State Park in Kentucky, Johnson convinced her friends to head off the beaten path.
 
Thursday, May 24, 2007

On the farm: a season for healing

Other Opinions Samantha Tengelitsch As a child, my family lived across from a cherry orchard that stretched out before our house in all directions. It swallowed the land and touched the horizon. I found endless fascination in watching tractors and workers weaving in and out of rows, moving around the evenly spaced trees dotted with blossoms in the spring and
vibrant red cherries in the heat of summer.
 
 
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