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Wednesday's Woman

  • Piano teacher has long history hitting right notes for students

    For somewhere in the neighborhood of 55 years, Radcliff resident Nelda Lang has taught students of all ages to play piano.

    While living in Germany — where her military husband was stationed — in the early- to mid-’50s, Lang began offering piano lessons.

    “My mother played the piano, and all my sisters played piano,” the Mississippi-born woman said. “Everybody played piano. It was part of your schooling.”

  • Life or Something Like It: Speech-to-text messages provide laughs, confusion

    At the community college, our phone system has been synced with our computer system for about a year now.

    On the face of it, it’s a good idea for voicemail to show up as email. Instead of listening to a series of voice messages on your phone, you can see who called and get a speech-to-text translation of what the caller said.

    But I’m not sure Microsoft Speech Technology shouldn’t have spent more time in product refinement. Some of the messages I’ve read have made me scratch my head, and others laugh out loud.

  • Got to be Real: What's my net worth?

    I was talking to a friend of mine who lives in Georgia, and she said, “Hum. The license plate in front of me says ‘weathly.’ Guess what kind of car it is?”

    Me being me, I said a Mercedes. She said no.

    “A new Jaguar?” No was the reply again.

    Finally I said, “I will guess one more time, and if I don’t get it right you will have to tell me. A Bentley?” No, again. Ugh.

  • Director gets into the swing of sports, community improvement

    On one wall of Jana Clark’s office at the Elizabethtown Tourism & Convention Bureau hang several black and white photos of children on playing fields in uniforms representing various sports.

    All the subjects face away from the camera, so they could be anyone’s children.

    “At the end of the day, this is what the park will be about,” said Clark, sales and sports director.

  • Speakers with Spark: A new start in 2012

    Resolutions are made every year and holiday traditions are abound, 12 days of Christmas is one of them. With these two ideas, let’s think about 12 months of resolutions. By breaking it down, it may be easier to keep those all too important resolutions. 

    January — Abolish the word hate. If you want to improve your disposition abolishing the word hate will help. Watch the number of times hate enters your vocabulary and find a better feeling word. I guarantee your disposition will change instantly.

  • Chef Maria Bell loves cooking fresh, healthy Greek food

    It’s a long way from Greece to Radcliff, but Maria Bell kept her love of Greek cooking with her through the miles.

    Bell is from Ierapetra, Crete Greece. She is 10 years older than her younger brother, and when her mother was sick she and her grandmother cooked for her father and two brothers.

  • Motherhood & More: Every day calls for a New Year's resolution

    I am not what you’d call a New Year’s resolution person. I have a hard time drumming up enthusiasm for making resolutions I know I won’t stick with. And even if I do, it probably won’t be for more than a couple months, so by April I’m already back to forgetting to floss every day.

  • Martha Edwards and her little ones

    From tanks to teddy bears, Martha Edwards always has worked carefully with her hands.

    At 60, she’s lived in Radcliff much of her married life.

    Her father was in the military and retired here. She’s had several jobs on post. When she was younger, Edwards would ride to work on a bus and work in the mess hall. During her civil service career she has been a cashier, supply clerk and forklift operator and worked on small transmissions and then went on to heavy mobile, where she worked on tank engines and transmissions.

  • Life or Something Like It: Holiday complications

    As our children have gotten older, family Thanksgiving and Christmas celebrations have had to morph into something different.

    When the boys were small, it was easier. We just scooped them up for our annual visit to one of my siblings’ homes for Thanksgiving, toys and hand-held video games in tow. Even when they were in college, we would pick them up Wednesday afternoon after classes on our way to Washington, D.C., where we would join cousins who would wait up for us to arrive after midnight the night before Thanksgiving.

  • Got to be Real: Recalling the magic of Christmas

    By Shonna Sheckles

    It is finally here. My most favorite time of the year, Christmas. I love the Christmas season more than my birthday and that is saying a lot. As a child, I would start bugging my parents just as soon as all my Christmas gifts were opened about what I wanted the next year. I know now that sounded a bit spoiled to say the least.

    Christmas at our house was a big deal. My mother would cook for what seemed like days in preparation for that day. You know, cook up a lot of food, just in case someone dropped by during the holidays.