Monday, June 7, 2010

Car hits garage

A car went into my uncle's house. He lives right next door to us.

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The red car there is the one that hit the one that went into the house

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Picture of the car in the house

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another of the car in the house

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Back end of the car in the house

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The cops standing at the car in the house

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The path that the car took from the road to the house.

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some of the emergency crew

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Where she took off some grass on her way in

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Some parts that the car lost on it's path to the house

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the whole

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the car that went in the house on the wrecker

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the firemen at the whole

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the hole from the inside

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the hole from the inside. you can see part of the 1970 Dodge Charger that was parked in there

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The poor Charger. It has 3 broken windows and the antenna ripped off and the thing is all scratched up :(

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Sunday, March 14, 2010

The Invisible People


I am one of the invisible people.

Current estimates suggest that there are more than 25 million family caregivers in America.

The value of the services family caregivers provide for free is estimated to be at least $306 billion a year.

Virtually one half of the US population has a chronic condition. Of these 41 million were limited in their daily activities. Twelve million are unable to go to school, to work, or to live independently. Most of them rely on family for assistance.

Sixty-one percent (61%) of "intense" family caregivers (those providing at least 21 hours of care a week) have suffered from depression. Some studies have shown that caregiver stress inhibits healing.

Approximately half of all family caregivers deal with prolonged bouts of depression. Two-thirds do not receive consistent help from other family members.

We are the Invisible People!!

We aren’t seen, aren’t heard from, aren’t thought about.

We want to be remembered.

Women who are family caregivers are 2.5 times more likely than non-caregivers to live in poverty

Family caregivers experiencing extreme stress have been shown to age prematurely. This level of stress can take as much as 10 years off a family caregiver's life.

Caregiving so often keeps us off balance. It is easy to get lost in its physical and psychological maelstrom—the sadness, the frustration, the stress and strain on your body and your mind, the financial worries, the emotional pain—you know them well.

Providing help is something that family caregivers know a great deal about. It is what we do every day. The question is how often does someone lend us a helping hand? The answer for most family caregivers is not often enough.

Being a family caregiver can be a very lonely endeavor, especially if you have little or no chance for social interaction with others

Caregiving is wondering why no one ever asks how you are.

Caregiving is hard work.

Caregiving is pain.

Caregiving is loving and giving and sharing.

Caregiving is accepting and learning new things and going on, and on, and on.

Caregiving is lots of questions and very few answers.

Caregiving is being out of the mainstream.

Caregiving is all these things and a whole lot more.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

(Health Care Version) T'was the day before Christmas

By Barry Kramer Jr.
I made this twist of the night before Christmas I hope you like it!
T'was the day before Christmas
T'was the day before Christmas, when all through the land
The senators were making a stand.
The phrases were hung in the bill with care,
With fear the wrath of Obama they'd bear
I rushed the television to hear what was said,
While visions Horror invaded my head.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my awe,
Had just woke our brains after a long winter’s fall.
When on the screen there arose such applause,
And with some words to doom us all.
The clash was over a fight no more
The bill was passed no fight in store.
The debt ceiling raised so what new
China said Cover your debt? Were through.
When, what to my wondering ears should I hear,
But a majority leader, speaking so dear.
Oh my horror I can hear it now
Obama, praising this move so foul.
More rapid than eagles his praises they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Reid! Now, Schumer! Now, Sanders and Brown!
On, Boxer! On Kerry!, on, Degette and Salughter!
Make this bill glisten! Make it all Gleam!
Now dash away! Dash away! Make your hands clean!"
As the snow melts before your eyes
People praising Obama praising his lies
I will be sad ...knowing the truth
You were a string played by the fiddler on the roof
And then, in a twinkling, I know the truth
Prices would soar soar through the roof.
People are jailed for failing to pay,
As well as anyone who stays in the way.
Obama will yell and put down his foot,
While his hands were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
From a wreckage that burn as we watch and stand,
A wreckage that's known as the health care plan.
His eyes-how they twinkled! His smile how merry!
His lies were like roses, we eat it like cherries!
His Health package was drawn up with a bow,
And the suit he bore was as white as the snow.
The the failures he'll hide so we wont see,
The horror and destruction for you and me
Between the monitors and jailing were all scared,
We wonder how our families will fair!
So Obama stands there with smile on face
And with his plan already in place
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
And a health care plan we are sure to dread.
He spoke lots of words, straight to his work,
And filled all the hopes, turns out he's a jerk.
He hinder the poor and cause them all pain,
Leaving someone else the weight of the blame
He spring to his plane, to Hawaii it goes,
And away it flew to the mountain snows.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he flew out of sight,
"Happy Health care to all, and to all a good-night!"
Oh and merry Christmas too

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Wayne G. Martin Obituary

Wayne G. Martin



Wayne G. Martin, 84, of Earl Township, went home to be with his Lord and Savior on Tuesday, July 7, 2009.

He was born in Ephrata Township, a son of the late Samuel K. and Daisy (Getz) Martin.

He is the husband of Hannah (Wise) Martin. They celebrated their 64th wedding anniversary December 23.

He was a member of the Ephrata United Zion Church and retired in 1990 from New Holland Concrete where he operated the block machine.

He will be lovingly missed by his wife and children, Irvin W., husband of Danita (Brenner) Martin and Ruth, wife of Edwin Shirk, both of Ephrata, and Irene, wife of Ivan Ringler of Narvon; 7 grandchildren, 18 great grandchildren and 1 great great grandson; a brother, Paul G. Martin of Lititz, and sisters, Edna M., wife of Melvin Hoover of East Earl, Emma High of Ephrata, Ella M., wife of Adam Oberholtzer of East Earl, and Elizabeth M., wife of Luke Snader of Reinholds.

A viewing will be held at the Ephrata United Zion Church, 408 East Fulton Street, Ephrata, from 6 to 8 P.M. on Sunday, July 12th, and 9 to 10 A.M on Monday, July 13th, followed by the funeral service at 10 A.M. with Rev. Jay Showalter officiating. Interment will follow in the Hahnstown United Zion Cemetery, Ephrata Township.

Arrangements by Stradling Funeral Homes, Akron/Ephrata. For additional information or to send a condolence to the family, visit:

stradlingfuneralhome.com

In memory


Wednesday, July 8, 2009