Beanery Online Literary Magazine

May 4, 2011

Welcome to the BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE

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     Welcome to the BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE (BOLM), an online publication sponsored by the Beanery Writers Group in Latrobe, Pennsylvania.

     The BOLM is a magazine with multiple topics and genres, written by the writers group members and submitted by writers worldwide. The posts are created for your reading pleasure, and, sometimes, to challenge you. The Categories list, on the right side of this blog site, indicates both BW and Visitor contributors.

     Readers subscribing to the BOLM receive notice of writings as they are posted. To subscribe, look to the right of this sticky note to see  Email Subscription. Type your email address in the box. After you  receive an email from WordPress and confirm your subscription, you will start receiving notifications of each post as it is completed.

     Your email address will not be made public any time you contribute to this blog site.

     We invite you to submit writings to the BOLM. Send submissions to beanerywriters at yahoo.com with the word SUBMISSION in the subject line. New submitters should include a brief bio.

     BW members welcome any comments and/or input on this site. The comment box is at the end of each post.

      Happy reading! 

     Carolyn Cornell Holland, facilitator of the Beanery Writers Group

December 30, 2013

Little Em

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BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE

LITTLE EM

Janet Mantia

     Scents of orange and pine filled the house, but the lights on the tree never seemed as bright after Christmas. Looking at the popcorn garland Grandma helped me string, I felt a hard lump in my throat. It wasn’t long ago that I walked along the secret path, carved through mulberry bushes that led to her house. Thinking back to last summer, her bent figure made an odd shadow against the sun as she scattered bread for the birds over the cement walk.

“Cassie, I didn’t know you were coming today,” she said, wrapping her arms across my shoulders.  “Grandpa’s in the shed, building who knows what.”

I remember standing next to Grandma in her sturdy, brown shoes, print house dress, and silver hair wound into a braid around her head.   She stared at me with steel, blue eyes, and a face, though not beautiful, had strong features with high cheekbones and a pert Irish nose.

“Cassie, you’re only sixteen, but taller than I am.  You’re growing into a fine, young lady. Your mother would be proud of you.”

Grandma opened the screen door to the house Dad grew up in.  When I walked inside, the house had a scent of cut timber covering the planked walls, mingled with a scent of fresh jasmine coming through the screened windows. Walking across polished, wood floors, I sank into the sofa with a tufted back that went half way up the wall.  Doilies circled oak tables, and a fireplace which looked like the room had been built around it, covered an entire wall.

Grandma picked up her knitting from the rocking chair.  With fingers that moved in exact precision, she wound blue strands of yarn around the knitting needles.

“Your sweater will be done soon, Cassie.  I just have to add the sleeves,”  she said, pulling more yarn from a skein lying on the floor.

When I left Grandma’s house she was still knitting.  I kissed her cheek and said goodbye, but I left with a feeling I couldn’t explain.

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The sweater laid on the rocking chair next to skeins of unopened yarn.  Picking up the sweater which had no sleeves, I held it against my chest.  It would be a perfect vest, and Grandma’s voice, soft as velvet, would never (more…)

November 25, 2013

Beanery writers Group & Laurel Mountain Park Co-Sponsor Santa Hat Event 2013

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Walkers gathered early at the Laurel Mountain Park shelter house in Laurel Mountain Borough, Pennsylvania, in weather so cold they started the walk early to avoid getting cold while waiting.

The walkers were participating in a Santa Hat Event, which began with an almost-one-mile walk along the Borough roads.  One of the 14 walkers was a member of the Beanery Writers Group, Anna Beck. Carolyn Cornell Holland, initiator of the event and facilitator of the writers group was unable to walk due to a minor leg injury.

The walk ended up at the Holland residence, where the program for the day was scheduled because of the need for a Wi-Fi service (not available at the shelter house) that was to connect us to the Santa Hat Challenge in Brocton, Massachusetts.

Three Beanery Writers Group members live in Laurel Mountain Borough: Joanne McGough, Mary Marcum, and Carolyn. Joanne led singing of Santa songs while Mary, Anna, and Carolyn read holiday items.

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To read more about the event:

Santa Hat Walk 2013 in Laurel Mountain Borough

Laurel Mountain Borough Santa Hat Walk 2013

A Record for the Most Santa Hats on Two Continents Simultaneously

July 18, 2013

In Memoriam: Chuck Martin, Jones Mills, PA

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BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE

IN MEMORIAM:

CHUCK MARTIN

Jones Mills, Pennsylvania

The Beanery Writers Group is sad to announce the loss of a dedicated member, Charles Martin of Jones Mills, Pennsylvania, on June 8.

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Charles Martin
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Chuck’s memorial service is Saturday, July 20, 2013, at 2:00 p. m. at Middle Presbytarian Church (Rt. 981, two miles north of Mt. Pleasant).
 
Sally will have copies of Chuck’s just-off-the-press book, Glad I Was Here (a retrospective book of his photographs from his youth to the present) at the memorial service. She requests that everyone attending the service take a free copy of Glad I Was Here and make a $20 donation to Pine Springs Camp Scholarships, 371 Pine Springs Camp Road, P.O. Box 186, Jennerstown, PA 15547, 814-629-9834, pinespringscamp@gmail.com (in lieu of flowers or purchase of the book)
 
Pastor Linda (Snyder) also requests if anyone can bring food HEALTHY (such as fruit, cheese, etc.) as that is what Sally prefers.

Martin, Charles R. 86   Jones Mills

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Charles R. Martin, 86, of Jones Mills, passed away Monday, July 8, 2013, in his home. He was born July 1, 1927, in Beaver Falls, a son of the late James Wilmer Martin and Catherine Johnson Martin. He was a graduate of Beaver Falls High School in 1945, then served on the Lyman K. Swenson, a Navy destroyer in the Pacific Fleet during World War II. He graduated from Dartmouth College in 1950.
 
In 1951, he met and married the love of his life, Sara L. Mitchell, of Beaver, his wife of 62 years.
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Charles was a professional photographer whose photographs from the Pittsburgh area are now archived at the University of Pittsburgh History ULS Archives Service Center. Many of the photos are from his professional work, documentary work and personal friends and family from many years of living in Bradfordwoods in Allegheny County.
 
Charles traveled around the world with his (more…)

January 31, 2013

Modern Ruins of a Museum

BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE.

MODERN RUINS OF A MUSEUM

by Mark Sliwa

As a kid, I loved to blow stuff up. Gunpowder bombs to destroy my plastic model car collection or a Polish cannon that could shoot a hundred yards.  For those who may not remember, a Polish cannon was five or six Pepsi cans that had the ends cut out. Construction was possible as soda cans were made of metal with a reinforced steel ring at each end. All were duct-taped together to resemble a small bazooka.

The base can was left partially vented at the drinking end and had a pinhole punched in its bottom.  Ammunition was a tennis ball and propellant was lighter fluid.  To operate, we stuffed the ball down the tube with a stick, squirted fluid in the pinhole, lit a match to the hole, and boom! The kick felt like a 12 gauge shotgun as you watched the ball sail across the neighborhood.  I had the most powerful one in the neighborhood until my mother captured it and proceeded to crush it with dad’s workbench vise.

It is no surprise then that a place called Forbes Road Gun Museum held great interest for me as an early teen.  Located in Ligonier Township, Pennsylvania, at the top of Gravel Hill Road, it was a small brick two story Smithsonian of guns, some dating over 500 years. A field artillery cannon sat on the front lawn, commanding respect before one entered. The first floor served as a gunsmith shop and the second as the museum.  An elderly man named Russell Payne was the owner and seemed to know (more…)

January 16, 2013

What If

BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE

WHAT IF     

Julia E. Torockio

What if……….There was a world without prejudices?

What if…………..No one stared, accosted, talked about, or made fun of anyone?

What if………….we all got along all of the time?

Or at least most of the time!

What if there was no hatred, confusion, disrespect, dislike, or contention in the world?

What would a world like that be like?

Would it be better? What do you think?

If this could only be true?

Then this may be a perfect world we live in!

Wouldn’t it? Or would it be?

Unfortunately, there is no such thing as a perfect world or a perfect person!

As long as there is sin in this world, and the devil exists, we must deal with the flesh;

and this so-called ideal world ceases to exist, and will never happen!

There was and is, only one (more…)

January 9, 2013

Latrobe, Pennsylvania

BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE

LATROBE, PENNSYLVANIA

Julia E. Torockio

     In 2010 Latrobe, Pennsylvania, will celebrate its 150th anniversary. During this time, the community has developed many stories. Some are well-known and others less well known.

MR. FRED ROGERS

     Most local people know that Latrobe is the home of Mr. Rogers. Is it possible that Latrobe’s friendly nature is influenced by him when he sang “Won’t you be my neighbor?” In his commemoration, the Fred M. Rogers Center, at St Vincent College, was established. It is an ongoing tribute to his contribution.

An earlier tribute to Mr. Rogers is the (more…)

January 2, 2013

Barrel Molasses and Shotgun Shells

BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE

BARREL MOLASSES AND SHOTGUN SHELLS

Joe F. Stierheim

     Many years ago I made regular trips to northern Pennsylvania. Along my route was a small store that had a sign along the highway that advertised: “Barrel Molasses and Shotgun Shells.” That sign always fascinated me. The store appeared to be a “Mom and Pop” sort of place, catering to members of the local populace and stocking what was needed and wanted by them. I have not traveled that section of what was then a two-lane road for quite some time. I am pretty sure that the country there has changed, the highway no longer a two-lane road and no longer lined by farmland, villages, and the occasional business. The store with its unique sign is probably no longer there, long ago having been replaced or at least forced out of business by a supermarket or other chain retail establishment. The local people, I am sure, buy their shotgun shells at (more…)

December 26, 2012

The Music Box

BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE

THE MUSIC BOX

 Jan McLaughlin

 

Step into a page in time of friendliness and grace

Escape the rush of the city, enjoy each friendly face.

The church bells’ hourly chimes, the sound of “Old Rugged Cross,”

Give the peaceful, calming feelings of life in a music box.

 

Time so long forgotten, of feeling so at ease

The smell of fall leaves in the air, wafting on the breeze.

The old time concerts in the park—listening to the past,

Wishing time would stand still, wishing this could last.

 

A music box always held small pieces of the past

The tinkling sound of a song, my memory holds fast

Again the church chimes sound, as the sun sets crimson red

Giving peaceful, calming feelings as the music box in my head.

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To read more writings by Jan click on http://beanerywriters.wordpress.com/category/wrbw-jan/

 

December 24, 2012

Sparkle and Shine

BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE

SPARKLE AND SHINE

Kathleen Clark

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The galaxy was abuzz! Speculations ran high! All the stars, novae to ancient waited with great anticipation. The question had been tossed about for centuries. Who would the Lord of the Stars choose for this greatest of honors?

Generations of stars had formed, lived and burned out. . . waiting, waiting, till hope almost vanished. The answer hung in space and fell silently to earth like shooting stars.

The singular foreshadowed event was destined to change the course of history.

Light years away

A cosmic dance of dust, gas and debris mixed with a potpourri of interstellar elements, becoming a galaxy.

Spinning, dipping and swaying

the swirling particles formed a new star,

swaddled in an ethereal birth cloud.

As it rotated and wobbled awkwardly in mid space, a strong breeze caused it to pause. . .

Lightning streaked across the sky, and a thunderous sound shook the heavens.

Shine, an ancient, wise and benevolent Supernova, appeared bearing a message for the novae star:

“I’m honored to (more…)

December 23, 2012

Noel 2012

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BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE
NOEL 2012
JOAN MYERS

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O Christmas Tree, so pristine
Berried in English clotted creame
An echo of jingly bells
Yuletide fully swells
Bear hugs all around
Merry carols; ultra sound
Cozy stuffed stockings steep
Warm memories to keep
The assembly too soon gone
Still above and beyond
Mary’s dear newborn Child
Was to the world avowed

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ADDITIONAL READING:

Falalala Latkes
The Gift of Christmas
Christmas: A Time for Furnace Fires
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