Dozens of magazines at your fingertips, wherever you go, and free of cost. That’s what the Flat River Community Library is now offering its cardholders as part of membership with the library.
The majority of local lakes, rivers and streams may be safely frozen over for the time being, but in a matter of weeks, the current frozen tundra that is Michigan will began to thaw, creating dangerous situations for those who continue to venture onto the ice. That’s why members of the Greenville Department of Public Safety took time Thursday afternoon to partake in an ice rescue training session on Baldwin Lake, to remain proficient in their skills before the dangers of thawing ice occur.
The most chilling thing was Martin Lowenberg’s matter of fact tone as he recounted his personal history, a tale of unspeakable hardship, degradation and loss Yes, it has been over 75 years since Lowenberg — then a child of 8 — was pulled from his home, along with his parents, sister and twin brothers and taken by German soldiers to a Jewish ghetto, then later to a series of concentration camps. When he was finally liberated nine years later, he was 17 years old and weighed 76 pounds.
Physically it was just a move upstairs, but in actuality the combining of the Greenville Recreation Department and the Greenville Area Community Center under one office was far more than that. In an effort to reduce costs and increase convenience, the city decided to move the recreation department from the basement of the community centers to the main level and combine the two staffs.
When Michigan State University takes on Stanford University on New Year’s Day in the 100th edition of the Rose Bowl, thousands of fans will be watching from the stands within the stadium or from the comfort of their living rooms back home in Michigan. But only a select few will have the rare opportunity to stand on the field itself, to take center stage and be a part of a truly historic event.
Life is a journey bereft of maps, navigated without compass, sextant or global positioning satellites; from cradle to grave there is no sure thing, no guarantee, no promise that — should you do this and this — certain outcomes are your due. We are all motes upon a larger mote, circling a still larger mote as it hurtles through the empty blackness of space; the best we can hope for is to share what love and light we have, while we still have it. Rarely are these rough truths so apparent as at Christmastime, when the disparity between those who have and those who have not is thrown into stark relief.
Friendships can come in all different shapes and sizes, but few are like the relationship between Bree Town and Lola DeYoung, two Greenville girls diagnosed with different forms of leukemia. It’s a friendship founded on understanding — the understanding each has of the hardships the other goes through, something few other friendships have. And even fewer are as strong.
The Flat River Community Library celebrated its 15th anniversary at its Judd Road location this week, and even though it’s only a few blocks from its previous home, it might as well be light-years. “By being in the new location, we’ve really been able to expand our services,” said Library Director Laura Powers on Thursday afternoon, surrounded by patrons sifting through rows of books and tooling around on the computers. “We have the facilities to meet peoples’ needs and be a meeting place in the community.”
Ever since Marcus Roy can remember, he has had his hair cut by barber Jim Hopkins. In the 20-plus years that they’ve visited each other for Roy’s regular appointments, the two have had countless conversations about Hopkins’ 24 years of experience as a firefighter for the Greenville Department of Public Safety. After listening intently to Hopkins’ stories of battling structure fires and rescuing victims from car accidents, all while remaining humble and continuing to work as a barber in the process, Roy decided that a similar path might work in his future.
On a day that should have been a joyous occasion, Tami Monks made a phone call that no parent would wish on their own worst enemy. It was Feb. 8, her birthday, a day that should be celebrated with cake, gifts and warm wishes from family. But Tami had run out of options with her daughter, Casey. Against all her desires and hating herself in the process, Tami picked up the phone and called the police.