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IMAGE 21st Running of Annual Trick or Trot 5K Held on a Sunny Sunday in Long Branch
Thursday, 30 October 2014
PHOTO:  Start of Trick or Trot 5K.  Photos by Bob Both LONG BRANCH, NJ - The Irish, according to encyclopedia information, brought the... Read More...
IMAGE Newly Relocated Bayshore Family Success Center in Leonardo Offers Support
Thursday, 30 October 2014
photo:  From left, Superstorm Sandy victims Cody, Lisa and Autumn Lamberson help mark the 2nd anniversary of the hurricane at the Y’s Bayshore... Read More...
2014 Fall Back and Change Your Batteries
Thursday, 30 October 2014
Now is the best time to make sure smoke detectors are working properly  FREEHOLD, NJ – As you set your clocks back one hour this coming... Read More...
Hurricane Sandy New Jersey Relief Fund Announce Final Grants Totaling 3.5 Million
Thursday, 30 October 2014
Morristown, N.J. (October 29) - Today the Hurricane Sandy New Jersey Relief Fund, chaired by First Lady Mary Pat Christie, announced $3.5... Read More...
MidAtlantic Bulldog Rescue "Bully Bash" at Wonder Bar
Thursday, 30 October 2014
The non-profit will be hosting it’s dog friendly event to raise proceeds for the medical care of its bulldogs Asbury Park, NJ – The MidAtlantic... Read More...

Columns

IMAGE Election is Around the Corner - Time to Vote
by Jack Archibald
Thursday, 30 October 2014
Halloween is upon us, and shortly thereafter, most of the public will focus on next Tuesday, which is Election Day.  For the past few weeks,... Read More...
IMAGE A Monarch with a Marker in NY Harbor
by Joe Reynolds
Thursday, 30 October 2014
It was a windy, sunny day last week. I was enjoying the afternoon at a friend’s meadow near Sandy Hook Bay, located downstream from New York City.... Read More...
IMAGE An Enemy Has Done It!
by George Hancock-Stefan
Thursday, 30 October 2014
In one of the well-known parables of the Lord Jesus Christ, the Wheat and the Tares (Matthew 13:24-30), the servants are surprised because when they... Read More...
IMAGE It's the Great Autumn Scrooge, Charlie Brown!
by Anne Mikolay
Thursday, 30 October 2014
According to Charlie Brown's friend, Linus, “On Halloween night, the Great Pumpkin rises out of his pumpkin patch and flies through the air with... Read More...
IMAGE In Long Branch, Jeff Bell Appeals to Republicans
by Dennis
Wednesday, 29 October 2014
Long Branch is known for many things—the beaches, boardwalk, dining, and diversity—but being a bastion of Republicanism is not one of them.... Read More...

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anne_mikolay_120Sometimes, I marvel at the kindness of others.

Years ago, my father sold my childhood home, and though I was married and no longer living there, I was crushed by his decision. My husband and I had hoped to save enough money to purchase the home, but my father's sudden decision to privately sell the house put an abrupt and definite end to my dream. I adored that house, a 1920s colonial with simple architecture that belied the warmth and character within. I was forced to accept that I would never serve dinner upon the antique dining room table I so loved, never plant roses in the little backyard, never again sit in “daddy's chair” in the living room. I know it sounds silly, but when I closed the front door behind me for the very last time, I bid the house goodbye, and prayed that it would embrace its new family the same way it had embraced me.

Fast forward more years than I care to count. My sister, our kids, and I were visiting our old neighborhood when we saw a young man on the front lawn of “our” house. We approached him; he went inside and told the owner that previous residents were outside. The owner, a lovely lady named Muriel, invited us in, showed us around “our” house, and pointed out changes she had made. The walls were different colors than we remembered. The kitchen was larger, modern. The hardwood floors and french doors had been refinished. The apple tree in the yard had been removed to make room for a pool. The antique dining room set had been replaced, though Muriel displayed the antique buffet server from the set in her living room.

Standing again in the home that I so loved as a child moved me to tears. It was wonderful to “feel” the house again, even more wonderful to meet Muriel and realize for the first time that my prayer had been answered. Muriel was loving, kind, family-oriented, and greatly appreciative of the colonial home in which she had raised her family. I left my childhood home that day grateful to her for the visit and content in knowing that the 1920s colonial was not “my” house, but hers.

Fast forward even more years. While playing around on the internet, I came across a real estate listing for a colonial for sale...Muriel's home. The idea that Muriel was leaving the house was disconcerting, but I wrote to Muriel and offered to purchase the antique that had once been my mother's. To my utter surprise, Muriel called immediately to tell me the listing was an error, her home was not for sale, but she would give me my mother's server.

Talk about random acts of kindness! Muriel's generosity is overwhelming. Because of her hospitality years before, I learned that my father had sold my childhood house to someone who truly cherished it, and now, because of Muriel's generosity, a little “piece” of my mother has been returned to me. My mother's antique buffet server, circa 1924, now sits against the wall in my living room, and whenever I pass it, I remember my beloved mom and the blissful childhood she created for my sister and me in that beautiful colonial – Muriel's home. I also think of Muriel, smile, and marvel at how the good Lord takes care of everything in His own time. I no longer pine for my childhood home. The house is where it should be, in Muriel's hands. Through Muriel, God gave me back a memory of my mother that I will always, always cherish.

Yes, indeed. I marvel at Muriel's kindness!