Tuntles (As My Nephew Used to Call Them) Tuntles—we know them as tunnels—were a favorite thing of my nephew several years ago when he was first learning to talk. He enjoyed going through them when traveling and he loved using his blocks to build them when he played. He even has a “tuntle” that his mother helped him build to use when his blocks were needed for other things. While on the Cheat Salamander excursion, we passed through a tunnel…
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Did You See What I Saw? It’s a cool morning as I begin writing this post. The Cheat Salamander, an older diesel engine, sways back and forth—from hillside to riverbed—as I enjoy an excursion through the Monongahela National Forest. The mountains of West Virginia are donning their reds and golds, oranges and yellows in preparation for a festive autumn season. For a brief moment, as we run parallel to the Shavers Fork of the Cheat River, a trio of bald…
Under the Influence Benjamin Franklin once said, “In this world nothing can be said to be certain except death and taxes.” Unfortunately, Mr. Franklin’s statement wasn’t quite accurate—no disrespect intended. Influence is another aspect of this world that is certain. Every person—past, present, and future—feels the effects of influence. Some are influenced by family and friends, others are influenced by their environment (be it natural, social, or political,) and still others are influenced by the times in which they…
Words of Wisdom Longer ago than it seems, I lost a very good friend and, in a rather casual manner, a mentor named Ron. Throughout his life, Ron had many jobs including multiple stints as a newspaper man. Towards the end, which came unexpectedly, he had just left a job as a managing editor in our small county paper that published twice a week. As is customary when we lose someone, thoughts of times past became the topic of numerous…