Bruin DeBear snapped the picture above
of the Mrs. and their two cubs on a recent trip to
Florida. They visited Disney World and the new Museum of
Beartowntonian, who choses to remain anonymous along with
the store, reports an illegal incident when she recently
was buying chicken just prior to closing time.
"Thank Heavens I've made it in time! Do you have any
chicken?" The butcher opens his cooler and takes out
his only chicken, and plops it onto the scale. It weighs
2 3/4 pounds.
"Have you anything bigger?" inquires the woman.
The butcher returns the chicken to the cooler, takes it
out again, and plops it on the scale, only this time, he
keeps his thumb on the chicken. The scale reads 3 1/2
"Wonderful" says the woman. "I'll take both of them
IF YOU DON'T
GET BOTH CHICKENS, CALL your State Weights &
somebody say Beartown?
supper will be held on Tuesday evening in the church hall.
Music will follow.
Thursday night is
Potluck Supper. Prayer and medication to follow.
For those of you
who have children and don't know it, we have a nursery
Remember in prayer
the many who are sick of our church and community.
Don't let worry kill you - let the church help.
The ladies of the
church have cast off clothing of every kind. They can be
seen in the church basement on Saturdays.
was narrowly averted on the last Saturday of the year.
Sixteen year old Lisa Lipazaner, decided to go horseback
riding for the first time.
She mounts the horse, unassisted and it immediately
springs into motion. It gallops along at a steady and
rhythmic pace, but Lisa begins to slip from the saddle.
In terror, she grabs for the horse's mane, but cannot
seem to get a firm grip. She throws her arms around the
horse's neck, but she slides down the side of the animal
anyway. The horse gallops along, seemingly impervious to
its slipping rider.
Finally, giving up her frail grip, Lisa attempts to leap
away from the horse and throw herself to safety.
Unfortunately, her foot has become entangled in the
stirrup, she is now at the mercy of the horse's pounding
hooves as her head is struck against the ground, again
As her head is battered against the ground, she is mere
moments away from unconsciousness when to her great
fortune, a clerk from the Beartown Department Store, sees
her, runs out and unplugs the horse.
A winter evening on Hayride Hill above Beartown