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Bad manners, contempt for authority, and disrespect for elders

BY NORBERT RUG The children now love luxury, they have bad manners, contempt for authority, they show disrespect for elders …. They contradict their parents, chatter before company, and gobble up dainties at the table….* I am astounded by the

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Childhood memories at the local swimming hole

BY NORBERT RUG When I was growing up I was fortunate enough to have a few ponds near where I lived. One was behind a transformer station. This is the spot where I would go to catch pollywogs and leopard

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Remember growing up in the 50s and 60s?

BY NORBERT RUG If you grew up during the 50s or 60s, then you are familiar with how laissez-faire things used to be. We didn’t have very many “low calorie” foods, ate what we wanted, and we were afforded much

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Sometimes my memory fails me

I occasionally wander around my home looking for my cane. Sometimes I walk into a room and wonder why I went there. Occasionally, it is because I am looking for my cane. I couldn’t tell you what I ate for

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Thoughts on mail ordering your drugs

BY NORBERT RUG At my age, I take several medications. Many of these I get at a local pharmacy. The only one I can’t get from them is an oncology drug. I get that from an out of state pharmacy.

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Norb’s Corner: Love

BY NORBERT RUG I recently received a picture of a painting from a local Buffalo artist of two older people hand in hand walking away due to something I had published in the newspaper. It reminded me of my wife

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In age of robots, get a Roomba

BY NORBERT RUG We have a couple of residents at our house. We don’t have to feed them. They never need a doctor’s appointment. We don’t have to take them anywhere. And here’s the best part, they never make a

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Winter driving, let it snow

BY NORBERT RUG Winter can also be a very hazardous time of the year especially in Western New York, sunny one minute, and a blizzard 3 miles down the road. It pays to prepare yourself for the unexpected by having

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I write much more than I need to…

BY NORBERT RUG I tend to write much more than I need to, but when I can’t write, it’s a very distressing feeling. A good day is when I get articles published in multiple places. My mind tends to become

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Our house, and other holiday reflections

BY NORBERT RUG Our house is a very, very, very fine house. (Crosby, Stills and Nash & Young, 1970) Ours was always the place to go. All the kids in the neighborhood would assemble at our house to play. My

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Treat women like you treat your mother

BY NORBERT RUG Since the beginning of the #MeToo movement, policies have been devised to keep men out of possible trouble. Men are learning the importance of respecting every woman and valuing them as human beings. I have written about

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Things I got for my wife that she didn’t want

BY NORBERT RUG Years ago I owned a small handyman business. I had installed a microwave in to a wall for a customer and she was telling me just how useful a microwave was to her. I had been thinking

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At least we laugh

BY NORBERT RUG For 10 years of my life, I worked at Milkbone in Buffalo where I was a maintenance man on the packing floor. A large part of my day was spent sitting around waiting for a breakdown. I

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From full house to empty nest, to full house again

BY NORBERT RUG Empty nest syndrome, I never knew when it would hit. That extreme feeling of loneliness when my kids began leaving home to start a life on their own. Everybody had graduated from college, the weddings were over

Living

The promise of immunotherapy

BY NORBERT RUG As an eight-year, three-time, cancer survivor, I always read with interest in the latest advances in cancer treatment. Over the years I have been poked, prodded and probed. I have been subjected to MRIs, CAT scans, X-rays,

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Autumn leaves, a less troublesome topic

BY NORBERT RUG The falling leaves drift by my window, The falling leaves of red and gold. Frank Sinatra (1954) Now that the midterm elections are over, all those intrusive political ads of the past few months have settled down.

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Santa doesn’t deliver to the emergency room

BY NORBERT RUG The holiday season is fun for all, but Holiday decor and celebrations can cause problems. Estimates of reported home fires are taken from the U.S. Fire Administration’s National Fire Incident Reporting System (NFIRS) and The National Fire

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Western New Yorkers know how to party

BY NORBERT RUG With all the thrilling things happening in Western New York all year, you will never run out of things to here. From the Taste of Buffalo which is the largest two-day food festival in the United States,

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Family traditions at Christmas time

BY NORBERT RUG I have written about family traditions before, this time I would like to share a few Christmas traditions from my past and a few that my children, grandchildren and I practice today. My memories of Christmas as

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The thing about remotes

BY NORBERT RUG “As close to home as your VCR”: Remote Control (Movie) (1988). As I sit here typing I look over at my end table and see four remotes. I also have a cordless phone there. It is not