• Weekend Wanderer: And I Pretend to Pray …

    Weekend Wanderer: And I Pretend to Pray …

    Despite the rollator drama, things with Willie have been uneventful.  Don’t get worked up. My saying that isn’t going to jinx anything.   Willie has seen to that.  I was visiting Willie a few weeks ago. I did my usual — brought her a skinny decaf vanilla latte with extra whip that Willie thinks is a sweetened, caffeinated vanilla latte with extra whip, brought physical…

  • After Hiding Gold Coin Collection in a Vault for Over a Century, Philadelphia Family Finds Much More Than Expected

    After Hiding Gold Coin Collection in a Vault for Over a Century, Philadelphia Family Finds Much More Than Expected

    A Philadelphia family that securely stored a coin collection for over a century in a bank vault recently found out that it is worth much more than they ever thought, writes Josephine Fuller for The U.S. Sun. The collection, now known as The Henry Chapman Collection, was assembled by the legendary Philadelphia coin dealer and…

  • Irish Are Well Represented in Pennsylvania, Delaware County

    Irish Are Well Represented in Pennsylvania, Delaware County

    They say on St. Patrick’s Day, everybody’s Irish, but how many of us in Delaware County actually are? In Pennsylvania, about 14.8 percent of us can claim Irish ancestry. That’s 1.9 million Pennsylvanians, writes Kathryne Rubright for the Pocono Record. Pennsylvanians with German ancestry pull out ahead of the Irish, representing 21.7 percent of the…

  • Weekend Wanderer: She Told Me to Walk This Way

    Weekend Wanderer: She Told Me to Walk This Way

    Needless to say, Willie loves drama.  I could give you links to specific columns, but really. If you pick one Willie-looking column in the above link, you’ll get a taste of what I’m talking about.  Indy was using a rollator at the time of his death. When he passed, Willie announced she could no longer walk without a rollator.  Just…

  • Weekend Wanderer: The Problem with ‘The Hobbit’ and ‘RoboCop’

    Weekend Wanderer: The Problem with ‘The Hobbit’ and ‘RoboCop’

    One of the nerdier things I participate in is Biblioventures through The Rosenbach, a Philadelphia museum for literature lovers.   Biblioventures is a free, online series. Each season, the Rosenbach picks a book. One chapter, section, or story is assigned per week. Then, a Rosenbach staffer and a guest host a live YouTube session every Monday to discuss the assigned reading.   Listen. This isn’t even the nerdiest thing about me.…

  • Having Tough Conversations with Your Kids About the News

    Having Tough Conversations with Your Kids About the News

    There is so much information constantly flowing into families’ lives about the state of the world, with daily news headlines that have the potential to create distress. Children hear about what’s going on in the world through social media, friends, or adult conversations. But news headlines aren’t always about news; they’re often about what will get…

  • Weekend Wanderer: That Mess Is Not Mine

    Weekend Wanderer: That Mess Is Not Mine

    I came home from visiting my oldest at college to find my youngest — home alone for days — had cleaned the dishwasher filter.  I was gobsmacked. How did he know the dishwasher even has a filter to clean?  I mean, sure. I regularly tell him to scrape his dishes so the filter doesn’t get clogged with macaroni noodles. That it’s a gross job…

  • Weekend Wanderer: Elegy for Sea Moss

    Weekend Wanderer: Elegy for Sea Moss

    I am not a social media trend follower. I am, however, a follower of celebrity gossip. I can remember my grandmother dishing with me about celebrities when I was a kid. One evening, my grandmother and I sat down to an episode of Falcon Crest. “Jane Wyman,” my grandmother said, “used to be married to…

  • Weekend Wanderer: That’s Not My Stuff

    Weekend Wanderer: That’s Not My Stuff

    Years before I moved Willie into assisted living, I helped Indy and Willie pack up their house for the move to the Temple of Doom.  Packing up a two-story, four-bedroom house inhabited by, at times, as many as seven people over 50 years is daunting if I’m generous, impossible if I’m not.  Willie and I agreed our best course of…

  • Super Bowl Marriage Proposal Stuns Delaware County’s Kara Zuczek

    Super Bowl Marriage Proposal Stuns Delaware County’s Kara Zuczek

    Delaware County bride-to-be Kara Zuczek was thrilled that her now-fiancé Peter Grant proposed to her Sunday night during Super Bowl LIX, and what made it particularly special was that she got her engagement ring before Taylor Swift, reports TMZ. The Philadelphia Eagles fan said she could not believe it when Grant popped the question because…

  • Weekend Wanderer: I’m in a Gerard Butler Hole

    Weekend Wanderer: I’m in a Gerard Butler Hole

    It started innocently enough.  One day, late in 2024, I was surfing my streamers for something to watch.   I wanted something new, something I could follow with, say, 82 percent of my attention — yet never miss a beat. A thriller, maybe, or something with explosions.   Netflix suggested London Has Fallen.  Well, I’d seen Olympus Has Fallen. And I do love London. …

  • Amsterdam Couple Reimagines Wedding as Intimate Dinner Party in Doylestown

    Amsterdam Couple Reimagines Wedding as Intimate Dinner Party in Doylestown

    Leen Sadder and Ryan Murphy, who live in Amsterdam, elevated their wedding at Doylestown’s Aldie Mansion into an intimate, sophisticated dinner-party experience, writes Emily Goulet for Philadelphia Magazine. Having met in Istanbul, the couple organized the entire celebration from their Amsterdam home, drawing on their design expertise and a team of vendors to create a…

  • Weekend Wanderer: A Contest with No Winner

    Weekend Wanderer: A Contest with No Winner

    My physical therapy orders indicated I had a Colles fracture.   So I Googled it.  Fracture of the wrist, usually from falling on an outstretched hand.  You don’t say.  Colles fractures, my Google search said, can take three months to a year to heal.  Um, what?  Three months? To a year?  Each website I clicked through made the same prediction.  They also said…

  • Weekend Wanderer: Do I Exist? 

    Weekend Wanderer: Do I Exist? 

    I remember how disturbed I felt reading Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead. The eponymous characters felt so untethered. With no real idea of why they were in Hamlet’s story, or how they came to be there, the question of their existence shifted the ground beneath my feet.  Yeah. I am now Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.  Oh my…

  • Weekend Wanderer: Is That Where the Antlers Go?

    Weekend Wanderer: Is That Where the Antlers Go?

    If you’ve been with me for a minute or two, you’ll know my husband is quite outdoorsy.  And that I am not.  I don’t know how, but it works.   Maybe because he’s been in the woods for a week and I’ve happily watched Robocop for and all of Presumed Innocent.  Robocop is the ’80s version, not the 2014 version.  And Presumed Innocent is the 2024 version, not the ’90s version.  The ’90s version is better.  …

  • Weekend Wanderer: I Watched “A Man on the Inside” 

    Weekend Wanderer: I Watched “A Man on the Inside” 

    “I need you to watch A Man on the Inside,” my best friend texted me. “I feel like it’s Willie.”  Now, I take any recommendation she sends me. She did, after all, turn me on to the idea of discarding my pants once I’m home for the day.   No, I still haven’t gone entirely pants-free. But I am in leggings and a cuddly shirt by about…

  • Weekend Wanderer: I’m Filthy

    Weekend Wanderer: I’m Filthy

    We agreed we’d talk about showering with a broken arm.  Well, we agreed I’d talk, you’d read.  Yes, we did.  Let’s just get something — as Aaron Sorkin might say — out on the step for the cat to lick up.  I shower twice a day.  Yes, I know that’s bad for your skin and blah, blah, blah.  This is just the way it is. …

  • Weekend Wanderer: Two Christmases 

    Weekend Wanderer: Two Christmases 

    Like most of us, I assume, I sometimes snuck into bed with my parents as a kid, after a nightmare or ghost story I couldn’t shake.  I also had a tendency to sleepwalk right out the back door.   But that’s a different story.  I’d curl up, toasty and safe in my parents’ unwitting, dormant embrace.   Eventually, Willie would awaken, or Indy would. They’d scoop me up,…