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Elementary-age students explore creative sides through science at Mount Airy's Camp Invention

Harriet Lawrence | Obituary | The Daily Item

Harriet Lawrence passed away in Northumberland, Pennsylvania. This is the full obituary story where you can express condolences and share memories. Services by Visneski Funeral Home Inc.

Ann Mengel | Obituary | The Daily Item

Ann Mengel passed away in Mount Pleasant Mills, Pennsylvania. This is the full obituary story where you can express condolences and share memories. Services by Seebold Funeral Home.

Cleveland study finds 20% of properties are vacant | Crain's Cleveland Business

A study of land and properties in the city of Cleveland conducted by the Western Reserve Land Conservancy found that of the more than 162,000 parcels, 20% are vacant — and of those with structures on them, 66.6% are occupied.

Carson Shrawder | Obituary | The Daily Item

Carson Shrawder passed away in Mifflinburg, Pennsylvania. This is the full obituary story where you can express condolences and share memories. Services by Roupp Funeral Home.

Gladys McCloud | Obituary | The Daily Item

Gladys McCloud passed away in Sunbury, Pennsylvania. This is the full obituary story where you can express condolences and share memories. Services by David T. Zweier Funeral Home.

The History of Cuivre River State Park

Chesco Planning completes trail study, calls for new projects

Chesco Planning completes trail study, calls for new projects

A Former Astroworld Employee Reminisces About the Most Coveted Summer Job in Houston

By Marcus J. Guillory I lied about my age on the job application. I even doctored a Xerox copy of my birth certificate with zero regard for any possible fines or imprisonment. I had to get this job—but I was 15, too young. The minimum age to work at AstroWorld was 16. Who could blame me, though? A job at AstroWorld was the hottest thing a teenager could do in Houston in the ’80s. I sat in the personnel reception area, waiting for my name to be called. My mother waited in her car in the parking lot listening to Luther Vandross, windows down and managing the humidity and heat with a hand fan depicting Jesus washing his disciples’ feet. It didn’t take long. I got the job. A week later, I put on the blue and yellow uniform with the nametag. I had arrived. I was officially part of the dream.