I Skippack

The first snow of 2012 has fallen in Skippack, Pennsylvania, taking me back to a time, not too long ago, in fact almost exactly two years ago: February, 2010. Another snowstorm in Skippack. I just lost a job I had held for 10 years. A quick Google search indicates that I was one of about 8...

When it comes to gifts, we may say that it is the thought that counts, but the truth is we want the object given to be meaningful. Yesterday was the a special day for someone very special in the life of the Skippack Blogger, my Dad turned 89. Happy Birthday, Bernie Shaw. But what gift could I...

Finishing the weekend in peace so tomorrow I can begin the new work week in peace. Late Sunday afternoon, I take my beloved for a walk along a short section of the Skippack Trail. Cold winter air. The healing power of open sky and fields. The setting sun. A surprising sound: The cackle of...

Patrons, raise your glasses. Let us be honest: When we watch an entertainer in an intimate, local bar and restaurant, like the Roadhouse Grille in Skippack, the first thrill is akin to watching a boxer enter the ring. Does tonight’s entertainer have the combination of talent, guts and...