I spent almost all my time in the Navy at a small communications post…on an army base…in northern Germany…away from ships of any kind. And as odd as that sounds, it was no odder than anything else about my military career.

Anyhow, in

I’ve always been intrigued by bizarre unsolved mysteries.

In my younger, more naive days, I took them at face value and believed unknown and unobservable powers were at work.

Now, in my cynical dotage, I believe things —

One of the best-run, best-attended and least-known gems of My Home Town is our summer fun runs.

They’re organized and supervised double-handedly by Bill and Lynda Peer and are fun runs in the truest sense. People are given their times a

“Which way?” I asked, trying to keep the tremor out of my voice.

“Up the hill of course,” said my mother, beside me in the passenger’s seat.

“The hill” was on Church Street Extension — the one with the 60 degree slope and

Coming from a family of readers, I was expected to be one too.

To that end, my programming started from the get-go. One of my earliest memories is my mother reading book after book after book to me, which in that pre-TV era was major ent