Page 2 by the Rev. Charles H. Gilbert It seems a funny thing that, in dreaming over this typewriter and wondering what to trick it into doing, I should remember the fun I used to have thinking up stories to tell the children on Sunday morning. It was a planned part of my church service but carried out as an informal affair, never as a “Sermon for Children”. (By which I mean no criticism of that program as conducted by many ministers. Only that I couldn’t do it that way.) I remember that what I always had to have was a picture in my mind first, and when the time came, a group of children of no special age, who were willing to leave the family pew and come down the church aisle to a front seat. Some were at first too shy to come, but I never made a point of it. Usually I stepped down front myself because I wanted to be closer to the children. So with a group of children pictured in my mind I could begin, and even better when they got there. For me the story was something that came spontaneously, sometime preceded by a thought or mind picture or a mere chance phrase. The one set of words that used to help me get going and awakened the expectancy one delights to see on a child’s face was, “Once upon a time-"’ No hemming or hawing there! One has to go on. ‘‘Once upon a time there was a little old man living alone in a small brown house on Main Street of a little town. Nobody liked him. He was as cross as two sticks. School boys used to knock on his door to ask him if he wanted to buy a ticket to the school ball game, or the play in the gymnasium. “Naw! I don’t want to buy any tickets; now get going.”’ And the door would slam shut. Bang! Any boy who went there once would not go back again. But every year some boy would think he could get by that old cross-patch. It was always the same. The old man just didn’t like anybody and perhaps not 2ven himself!” ~ Well, I found myself begin- ning a continued story with ~ those story-hungry children. ey got to wondering about that little brown house on Main Street in a little town somewhere. And would the cross-patch ever be any dif- ferent? Well, he did get over that. And it was one of the bigger boys in the back seat of the church who gave me a hint how to change that crabby man. Funny how the ones who hear a story can give a hint how to go on from there with it. So in my own imagination I looked next door to the little brown house and wondered how they could stand it to live so near to a man and never be able to get a simile out of him or a pleasant word. As a story-teller I could find out this unhappy man’s background and why his next door neighbors never lived long enough in that big, white house-- oh yes, I had that be a ‘big white house next to the little brown house.’’ I got so I could see that big white house across a cinder driveway from the mean little shack with a mean little man inside. And my imag- ination discovered that when my story began, the big white house was empty and had been empty off and on for years, Harveys Lake Police New 24-Hr. Number 675-5259 because nobody wanted to live that close to anybody who was so miserable that you could not be nice to him, for he would growl like an ugly dog any time anyone tried to be friendly with him. And then because I was the invisible story-teller I got inside that little shack and found out what was the matter with the mean man in it. He had something like rheumatism or arthritis and was just too crippled up to get around without a wheelchair. Where he ever got a wheelchair that he could roll around:in himself I don’t know. But there he was in that little house rolling with quick angry jerks with his sick- looking hands making the wheels roll from where he could peek out under the curtain on his side window and see what might be going on next door, and wheel jerkily over to the door opening on to his front porch, and there he could squint around the shade and see who might be coming to his door. He could wheel out to his little kitchen and get himself something to eat, but he wasn’t much good at cooking nice things. Now in telling the children down in those front seats about these houses and what went on inside and outside of them I didn’t try to finish up the story in one short five-minutes of time on a Sunday morning. Then I was always sure of a place to begin the next story the next Sunday. I kept my own interest up in the story myself because I was wondering from day to day what 1 would have the houses and people in them do next. But Thad to be sure I could keep that little brown house looking little and brown, and the big white house looking always big and white. In my mind I actually got so much interested in those two house locations that after a few weeks of story telling, I could almost draw pictures of them and the driveway in between, and I could almost hear the creak and rumble of the ‘wheel chair when it went back and forth trying to keep track of what was going on. Somehow I knew I had to find someone in my imagination who would move into that house and not know any better than to go across the cinder driveway and actually go up the front steps and knock on the door. I almost thought I should warn whoever tried that not to go near the house. But I fancied some of those eyes looking at me from the crowd of children down front, were expecting I would find somebody nice enough next door who could get by the sour-faced man who might himself become a good neighbor. The expectant young- sters down front did something for my wondering mind and kept the next part of the story coming. It had to come! Photo by Jim Kozemchak Ey University Thirteen industrial arts in- structors from nine area junior and senior high schools at- tended the recent Industrial Arts Conference sponsored by the continuing education office of The Pennsylvania State University’s Wilkes-Barre Campus. The conference, under the direction of campus director George W. Bierly, and Rob Hare, assistant director of continuing education, was held in the administration building on the local campus. Prof. John Shemick, associate professor of industrial arts from University Park, spoke on the subject “Latest Trends in Industrial Arts and Education Oppor- tunities.” Participants and faculty members of the workshop were Gary Mathers, Tunkhannock Middle School; Richard Z. Harring, Coughlin High School; Thomas Park, Meyers High School; Michael Basta, Meyers High School; Stanley Skoniecz- ki, Crestwood High School; Laurance J. Carter, Plains Junior High School; Prof. John M. Shemick, University Park Campus; Joseph Rakshys, Dallas Senior High School; Rob Hare, George W. Bierly; Robert G. Balla, assistant professor of engineering, WB Campus; Herman Shiplett, Wyoming Valley West High School; Joseph Podrazik, G.A.R. High School; Louis Hovanec, Wyoming Valley West High School; Evan Williams, Dallas Junior High School; Thomas JOHN HOLLINGER John Hollinger, 101 Manor Drive, College Manor, Dallas, died April 11 following an acci- dent. He was pronounced dead on arrival at Nesbitt Memorial Hospital. The victim was born in Harrisburg, March 8, 1963 and was a student at Dallas Inter- mediate School. Surviving are his parents, Mrs. and Mrs. Richard Holling- er; a sister Anne, at home; grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. Henry Hollinger, Annville; maternal grandmother, Rhoda Stutzman, Johnstown. The body was removed to the Harold Snowdon Funeral Home, School; and William Curwood, Crestwood High School. Purpose of the workshop was to create an awareness on the part of the educators of the latest trends and opportunities in the industrial arts field. by Mrs. Ray Kelly Alan ‘Porky’ Wilson has returned to hishome following a stay at General Hospital where surgical patient. St. Luke’s Lutheran Church children’s department will hold Huntsville Church Schedules Services There will be a Candlelight Communion Service at the Huntsville Christian Church April 19 at 7:30 p.m. The Easter Sunday morning church service will be held at 9:30 and will be a Celebration of the Resurrection. Church school will begin at 10:45 a.m. with classes for all ages. way, come now. No Job Too Large Name Address State Te 1 h Zip their Easter program, April 22, at 4 p.m. The community is invited to attend. The Red Cross Bloodmobile will visit the Noxen area today from. 1:45 p.m. until 5:45 p.m. Noxen United Methodist Church. Charles Bigelow, Barker, N.Y. spent the weekend with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Harry Bigelow. Mr. and Mrs. Howard Bigelow, Pottstown, was also a visitor Friday night. Mrs. Earl Richards has returned to her home following a stay at General Hospital. Mrs. Homer Scouten has also returned to her home from the General Hospital. Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence May, Pierce, Idaho are spending time with Mr. May’s mother, and brother, Robert. Paul May, Spokane, Wash., was also a recent visitor. Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Kish and Sandra, Scranton, spent the weekend with Mr. and Mrs. William Munkatcky. Mrs. Thomas Lane, Avenel, N.J. spent the weekend with her mother, Dorothy French. Mr. and Mrs. Edward Allen, Jennifer and Jason, Endwell, N.Y. spent the weekend with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Lewis Lord. Mr. and Mrs. Marion Wells and Mrs. Elton Field, James- town, N.Y. visited the home of Christine, Delbert, and Marie Blizzard last week. The Dallas Post Has A Variety Of Wedding Stationery 675-5211 the Kreamer Funeral Home, Annville, where private ser- vices were held April 12. Inter- ment was at the Grandview Memorial Park, Annville. Memorial services were held at the Trinity United Presbyterian Church, Dallas, April 13. KAARE LINGAAS Kaare Lingaas, 39, Lower Demunds Road, Dallas, died Saturday morning. from smoke inhalation, due to a fire in his home. Mr. Lingaas, a native of Kris- tensdadt, Norway had been living in the Back Mountain for the last seven years, after coming here from Brooklyn, N.Y. He had been employed as a seaship captain by McAlister Brothers of Brooklyn at the time of his death. He is survived by his widow, the former E. A. Daniels, native of Shickshinny; his mother, Olga Lingaas and his brother, Barney, both of Norway; and his two children, Cory, 4, and Victoria Olga, 6. Also at home are three more children of Mrs. Lingaas’, Mary, Andrew, and Steven Pinter, 9, 11, and 16 re- spectively. Services were from the McLaughlin Funeral Home, 416 day. Gerald S. Pearce officiat- ed. LOSEUGLY FAT Start losing weight today OR MONEY BACK. MONADEX%s a tiny, tablet that will help curb your de: sire for excess food. Eat less-weigh less. Contains no dangerous drugs and will not make you nervous. 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He was employed by the H. J. Heinz Company for 40 years. He was a graduate of Lingston High School, and was a member of St. Therese’s Church, Shavertown. Surviving are his widow, the former Anna A. Keller; child- ren, Edward W., Milwaukee, Wis.; William L., Tunkhan- nock; Leland S. Jr., Lilitz; Mrs. William Nelson, Bethlehem; Robert, Manasas, Va.; Joan Kavanaugh, Trucksville, and a sister, Hazel Lawler, Crompton, Md. The funeral was held April 13 Funeral Home with a Mass of Resurrection at St. Therese’s Church, Shavertown. Burial was in St. Mary’s Cemetery, Hanover Township. DONALD W. POWELL Donald W. Powell, 146 N. Main St., Shavertown died last week in the Veterans Adminis- tration Hospital, Philadelphia, | where he had been a patient since March 1. Born in Plymouth, he resided in Shavertown for 20 years and was employed by the Back Mountain Lumber Company. He was a member ; the Shavertown United Lodi Church and served in the Navy during World War I. Surviving are his widow, the former Marion Bevan; child- ren, William, Shrewsbury, Mass.; Richard, Hazelwood, Mo.; Susanne Powell, Roches- ter, N.Y. Private funeral services were conducted at the Richard H. Disque Funeral Home, Dallas, Saturday. The Rev. Douglas Akers, pastor of the Dallas United Methodist Church, offi- ciated. Interment was at the Denison Cemetery. The Dallas Post Has A Wilkes-Barre Line Call Toll Free 825-6868 charges. funerals. FUNERAL SHAVERTOWN ® WILKES-BARRE Monday thru Friday Brought to you by Golden Business Machines $ Phones: (ACT17) 822-6108 735-0730 p——— = Sm
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