Posts from February 2017

Haunted By Garbage

LightGrams February 23, 2017 Volume 21, Number 8 Connor Cox is like any other college student who lives away from home.  When a package arrives in the mail, he’s eager to get into it.  One of the two packages he received the other day at Westminster College (New Wilmington, PA) was what he hoped it…

Pay $14 Billion And Go Home

LightGrams February 16, 2017 Volume 21, Number 7 Claudia Brown is relatively new in her position as Justice of the Peace in Bell County, Texas.  When a man was recently brought before her to be charged with first degree murder, she first set his bell at $100,000.  He had willingly turned himself in, she reasoned,…

“Melting Masterpieces”

LightGrams February 9, 2017 Volume 21, Number 6 When I was young I loved playing in the snow.  Almost every new snowfall would find me rolling balls of snow as I constructed a snowman.  I knew my creation would not last beyond the 32-degree mark.  My best work was doomed from the outset. There’s a…

The Report Of My Death …

LightGrams February 2, 2017 Volume 21, Number 5 “The report of my death was an exaggeration,” is a line written by Samuel Clemens (AKA Mark Twain) in May of 1897. Clemens was traveling abroad, and reports had been published of his “grave illness”, eventually leading to his reported death.  A reporter had written to inquire…