Cold weather equals low activity
I predicted that the time would come when I would have a short supply of pictures for my column.
Blame it on the cold weather, blame it on my enjoyment in settling into a warm lap robe and reading a book rather than getting out and about or blame it on discovering that I CAN bake yeast bread that turns out pretty well and can’t stop making it.
Ozzie is the only reason I get outside on days when I am not at work. And believe me, I get every necessary chore done when I travel to Steubenville for work, so I don’t have to go back. That includes taking a comforter that Ozzie thinks belongs to him to the dry cleaners. I did that. I picked up needed paper towels. Task accomplished. I renewed my supply of tea bags in the littlest canister, now filled to the brim. You get the idea.
The one picture I wanted to get taken was of Danny Flaherty with his gigantic blow-up of an Indiana Colts lineman, but I did not find him at home. I admire him for sticking with his team through good and bad years.
He attended many of the Saturday games and still managed to get the Sunday delivery of the Herald-Star into our paper boxes in time for coffee and bagels. Yes, he is a route driver for the Herald-Star and one of the most reliable workers I know.
I am told that the larger-than-life blow-up withered to the ground as the air was being let out right after the game last Saturday.
Another time I saw it melted to the lawn was the first game of the football season. I had been working, then shopping and didn’t really know how the game turned out but figured it must not be in the Colts’ interest when I drove by and saw the stern-looking lineman laying on the ground in a heap.
When I got home, I asked Lamont if the Colts had lost because of the demise of the big man, and Lamont said “no.”
We learned later that Danny’s daughter needed power for a piece of electronic equipment and had deflated it for that purpose.
As everyone knows, I am a big fan of 4-H and was happy when Allison Pizzoferrato of the Country Classics 4-H Club sent me photos of the Toronto Christmas parade in which the members participated.
They had a float, with the theme “Santa’s Workshop,” with participants dressed as elves, toy soldiers and dolls. There were several horses and a goat following the float. The horse participants were dressed as elves and ballerinas, with Allison Pizzoferrato and Kaitie Conrad leading two of them.
“Despite the frigid temperatures, everyone had a great time,” Pizzoferrato said.
Their first meeting of the new year was held Wednesday at the Glenn Mills Senior Center, and I know they are making plans for many other community projects.
A familiar white-bearded jolly gentleman is deeply missed in the world of Santa Claus this year. Gabe Rozsa and his wife, Irene, spent many afternoons and evenings during the Christmas season dressed in red velvet and spreading their special joy to children.
His robust “Ho ho ho’s” echoed in the room when he made an entrance, bringing every youngster running to see him and be perched on his lap.
I am told that he played Santa for the wedding of Julie and David Robinson, pleasing the children in attendance very much. I know that he was missed dearly by his family this Christmas and all through the year.
I attended the Harrison Hills District Spelling Bee and discovered that I didn’t know how to spell some of the words pronounced by Nancy Kirkland for fifth- through eighth-grade pupils.
I was intrigued with Malania Sedgmer from Harrison East Elementary. A taller speller ahead of her would lift the microphone to their level, leaving it much too high for the tiny speller. Instead of lowering it, she would stand on tiptoe, tip her head back and spell her word clearly into the instrument.
She and Maddison Spoon had a long battle for either the seventh or eighth place on the team and went back and forth with spelling a word right and then not spelling one right until Malania won out for seventh place on the team of Harrison Huskies, and Maddison placed eighth.
Caden Arbaugh of Central junior high and Adam Ripley of East Elementary went through a battle of words before Arbaugh spelled stethoscope and vanilla both right to take the top spot. I thank Ken Parker, junior high school principal, for helping me set up the picture. Both he and Adam Ripley’s dad were very helpful.
Another busy 4-H club is the Liberty Gals and Guys, one of the oldest in the county. They make Valentines for veterans, make and deliver baskets to shut-ins in the area, clean highways and cemeteries and always have a winning float at the Jefferson County Fair. Green and white 4-H footballs were presented to four youngsters for outstanding work in various projects or activities at the annual awards banquet, held at the Georges Run Methodist Church.
The Smithfield Historical Society provided a breakfast stopover for the many car loads of Gen. John Hunt Morgan fans led by Lyle Zerla last July.
One of the items of interest was a stone monument with a bronze plaque that was erected in 1913 outside of the village but later reclaimed by the historical society and put outside of their historical museum on Main Street. A new monument was put near the Smithfield Post Office by the state department as well.
The old plaque notes that Morgan and his troops passed through the village on July 25, 1863, and proceeded northward via New Alexandria being pursued by Gen. James Shackleford and his troops.
The stone was moved to the Main Street site after it was vandalized at a past location.
(McCoy, a resident of Smithfield, is food editor and a staff columnist for the Herald-Star and the Weirton Daily Times. She can be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org.)