Category: Water Under the Bridge

I have just completed an enjoyable week trying to hone my skills as a patriarch. My daughter Sara and my grandson Ian came from Colorado for a visit and stayed with me. It has been six years since we lost my wife, and I have become comfortable living alone; adapting my widower routines to include house guests presented a handful of challenges, all well worth overcoming. The specific rationale for their visit was to help us celebrate my grand-daughter Rachael’s high school graduation. Fortunately for me they came early enough that we could enjoy family time together, an opportunity that…

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Author Chris Rodell paid a return visit to the Bridgeville Area Historical Society program series this month, completing a two-part series of presentations on Latrobe’s two famous sons – Fred Rogers and Arnold Palmer. It is indeed an impressive coincidence that these two internationally famous men spent their youth together in the same small Pennsylvania town. Palmer was born on September 10, 1929, in Latrobe and grew up there, largely at Latrobe Country Club where his father, “Deacon” Palmer, was groundskeeper and eventually head professional. In his first high school match, as a fourteen-year-old Freshman, he shot a 70 (two…

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Warm weather has brought us the festival season, with the National Road Festival kicking it off. Billed as “the world’s longest festival” it stretches the length of the original National Pike, from Cumberland, Maryland, to Vandalia, Illinois. We are not in a position to judge its popularity for its entire length, but it certainly was a major success this year in the section between Brownsville and Washington, Pennsylvania. Like so many other events that have been constrained by the pandemic for the past two summers, this festival seemed bigger and better than ever this year. I had the good fortune…

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“Oh, to be in England, now that April’s there” is the first line of Robert Browning’s popular poem, “Home Thoughts from Abroad”. Written in 1845 when the homesick poet was visiting northern Italy, it is the ultimate tribute to Spring and to home. As I was enjoying Spring in Western Pennsylvania this morning, that refrain came to mind and I realized that there really isn’t anywhere else in the world I would rather be this time of year. The occasion was a morning hike in the woods across the street from my home, on a lovely May morning. I had…

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Like most local sport fans, I was intrigued by this year’s NFL draft, curious to see if the Steelers would draft Kenny Pickett as a replacement for Ben Roethlisberger or run the risk of missing out on “another Dan Marino”. Consequently I elected to invest a few minutes watching what turned out to be a TV extravaganza. This year’s draft was programmed from Los Vegas and eventually took up two evenings and one afternoon of prime-time television. The attraction that professional football has on our entertainment dollar is unprecedented. Not only do the televised games dominate our interest over a…

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For its April program meeting the Bridgeville Area Historical Society was treated to an excellent presentation by Glenn Flickinger, focusing on the impact that President Theodore Roosevelt had on our country. He specifically emphasized TR’s role in two distinct areas – the evolution of our nation into a global power and the redefinition of the power of the President and the Executive Office. The speaker began by reviewing Roosevelt’s early life – childhood illnesses eventually overcome by a heavy regime of exercise, education at Harvard, success as a naval historian, a career in New York Republican politics, a “sabbatical” as…

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At the end of each term, as I watch the Civil and Environmental Engineers at Pitt present their final reports after a semester of participation in the Senior Design Project program, I feel optimistic about the future. If these students are typical of young adults across our country, we will prosper. The program is structured to permit multi-discipline teams to provide design solutions to “near-real-world” problems. This semester they had ten five-person teams working on a broad variety of projects. Two of them were based on future PennDOT projects; in both cases PennDOT District 11 representatives provided valuable service as…

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Eighty years ago one of our favorite radio programs was the Chesterfield Radio Show, featuring the Glenn Miller orchestra. Faced with the challenge of squeezing as much music as possible into fifteen minutes, they regularly played medleys of four songs following the “Something Old, Something New, Something Borrowed, Something Blue” format, appropriated from an old wedding gift tradition. Sure enough, I recently was able to find a legitimate example of this on YouTube, with Glenn announcing each selection before it was played. “Something Old: Melancholy Baby”; “Something New: Johnny Desmond with Moon Love”; “Something Borrowed (from our old friend Benny Goodman): Stomping at…

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I recently had the privilege of giving a talk to the Senior Mens Club at the Sewickley YMCA, in response to a request from an old Dravo colleague, Earl Edwards. The title of the talk was “Pittsburgh’s Heritage Buildings”; it was based on a chapter I contributed to the American Society of Civil Engineers, Pittsburgh Section, book “Engineering Pittsburgh”. The summary of the talk included a timeline of the completion date for each of the buildings that succeeded to the title of “Pittsburgh’s Tallest Building”. First in this long list is the Trinity Episcopal Cathedral, located on Sixth Avenue between Smithfield…

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The March program meeting for the Bridgeville Area Historical Society featured author/raconteur Chris Rodell discussing his book The REAL Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood: Life Lessons from the Heart of Latrobe, Pennsylvania. A fellow resident of Rogers’ home town, in the book he explains “how Latrobe influenced a young Fred Rogers, how the adult Fred Rogers influenced Latrobe, and how both combined to influence him and the world”. Rogers was born in Latrobe on March 20, 1928. His father was the owner of several successful businesses and a pillar of the community. As a boy Fred was shy, introverted, and suffered from asthma. Somewhat overweight, he was…

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