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Mt. Gretna, PA   "Not a place, but a spirit."       Marlin Seiders (1927-2008)

No. 155                                                                                                                      October 1, 2014
Only the lengthening shadows give a clue. Yet as summer closed and the onset of fall drew nigh in late September, the leaves gave scarcely a hint of the approaching season. Forecasters predict Mt. Gretna will have an early, if slightly less colorful, fall. Still, on their morning walks, sunny days and agreeable temperatures made things perfect for Lakeview Drive resident Ken Narehood and Cheers, his four-year-old Wirehaired Pointing Griffon (sometimes called "the 4-wheel drive of hunting dogs").


Mt. Gretna's greatest invention

   It may not come as a surprise to anyone who's been reading this newsletter for the past dozen years or so, but what appears here usually comes as a surprise to me.  
    Mainly that's because of the lively assortment of Mt. Gretnans who live here. Artists, architects, writers, photographers, artisans and craftsmen, the place overflows with spontaneous inspirations. Gifted people add a zesty dash to life as well as to this monthly letter.
    What winds up here is a medley of chance encounters -- people met in walks around town with Winston, or notes made to myself recently or somewhere along the way in the past 74 years.
   I also depend on ideas sent from readers both here and in places far removed from Mt. Gretna. As well as on inspirations that sometimes crop up around the breakfast table. The best place to find them is probably the only pizzeria in America that serves eggs, baked oatmeal, and grilled sticky buns along with a thick, spongy New York-style quiche.
   Breakfast table talk last month started me thinking.
   What triggered my notepad into action was Michael Russell's response to a question about what we say to people who ask where we're from. Figuring that most couldn't possibly know about tiny Mt. Gretna when I'm 100 or more miles from home, I usually say "near Hershey." Everybody thinks they know where Hershey is, even if they don't.
    But Michael, who has good instincts about people, takes a different tack.
   "If they know where Mt. Gretna is," he said, "they are probably going to be people that I like."
   Something about Mt. Gretna resonates with people. It's a "birds of a feather" thing.
   A few days later, I ran into some advertising and marketing folks for Lancaster's Fulton Theatre. They've had a pretty successful season this year, with SRO sell-outs and busloads of patrons pulling up out front. Since most live theaters, ours included, are struggling today, I asked how they'd go about filling more seats at the plays and concerts in a place like Mt. Gretna.
  "Just concentrate on the favorites people already know about and emphasize your environment -- the trees, the cottages and the quiet streets," they said. "People discover a different kind of living when they come to Mt. Gretna."
   I remember once interviewing a lady who lived in Mt. Gretna but worked in Harrisburg. "When I drive home in the evening and turn onto Rte. 117 under a canopy of trees," she said, "I can feel the tensions of the day melt from my shoulders."
  People have been coming here for that kind of tonic for more than a century. In the '20s, Ladies Home Journal writer Ann Hark, who owned a cottage overlooking the lake, wrote a poem that began, "Not for me the hiving city. . . ."
   A few days later came the newspaper report that at a borough council meeting they discussing noise. For the first time in memory, people said that life in the heart of Mt. Gretna had become so noisy it was impossible to sit out on their porches.
   Noise pollution in Mt. Gretna? Perish the thought. Rocking chair serenity is part of our DNA, what Mt. Gretna was founded upon. It's the main reason people want to buy and rent cottages here.
   Are we ruining our single greatest asset?
   When we give up the serenity that for over a century has characterized Mt. Gretna, it's almost like fishermen in Maine tossing their lobsters back into the sea or people in Hershey advocating a chocolate-free diet.   
   One idea the borough council might adopt is the Campmeeting's sensible tradition of Quiet Time, with no leaf blowers, power hammers or other modern noisemakers from mid-July to late August. Six weeks out of 52. "We put away the leaf blower and get out the rake," says long-time Campmeeting resident Ben Wiley.
   Maybe the Campmeeting's Quiet Time is an idea worth adopting in every nook and cranny of Mt. Gretna, from the Heights to Timber Bridge. Other places in America might like it, too.
   Marilyn vos Savant, the Parade Magazine columnist, compiled a list of the world's "Least Wanted" inventions a few years ago. Leaf blowers and chainsaws were among the things her readers wanted to uninvent, along with high heels.
   I like Ms. Savant. She came to Mt. Gretna once to audition the reading of a play she'd written. She's also one of the world's smartest people, with the highest IQ ever recorded.
  I'll bet that if she compiled a list of the world's "Most Wanted" inventions, she'd put Quiet Time -- the best idea ever to come out of Mt. Gretna -- somewhere near the top.
 -- Roger Groce spiffy new website for Mt.

    Want to know what's going on in Mt. Gretna? Check out the newly updated website. It's now available on desktop, tablet and smart phones.

   Created by a team of Mt. Gretnans headed by Betsy Noullet and Jennifer Veser Besse, the site offers a calendar of events, suggestions for things to do, where to grab a bite to eat, which realtors serve Mt. Gretna, information on local businesses and associations, emergency contacts, lodging, local maps, and a link to The Mt. Gretna Newsletter.
   No, it won't replace the much-loved printed calendar which still will appear every spring, but it will augment the book in summer and provide information about Mt. Gretna all year 'round.
   A contact link at the top of the page allows users to suggest needed updates (made by volunteers with regular day jobs, so allow a few days for changes to take effect).
   The site has been supported by former Mt. Gretna Inn owners Keith and Robin Volker since 1995 and Gretna Computer Consulting since 1997. Funding provided by the Mt. Gretna Arts Council helped underwrite the web site's design, says Ms. Besse.




   The Pinto and the Pullet? No, it's not a new barnyard romance novel in the making. But the storyline is nevertheless unfolding just over the hill to the north of Mt. Gretna.
     It started a the farm of former Music at Gretna president Chuck Henry and his wife Jean. Every summer, the camp at nearby Gretna Glen brings animals to the Henry farm for their young campers to see.
   At the end of the season, the camp normally removes them all, but this year one lonely hen was left behind.
   "The chicken took up with a horse, and now they are inseparable," says Evelyn Koppel, who often joins the Henrys during their Friday morning bird walks. She and husband Sid Hostetter founded the Mt. Gretna Bird Club a few years ago.
   "The chicken stands with the horse in the field, then follows him to the barn where it perches inside the stall alongside him," says Ms. Koppel.
  It's another in the improbable sightings you won't see or hear about anywhere else. Bird club members meet at the Chautauqua parking lot every Friday at 9 am. Afterward, many of them have an early lunch, usually at Le Sorelle.
    "We're a bird club more than a social club," says Sid (a knowledgeable guide who has yet to see a bird he can't identify), "but having a good time is what makes it fun."

   On the last day of summer, a couple visiting from Camp Hill were among the first to discover comprehensive new guidelines for use of the Chautauqua parking lot.  

   The rules now require written permission to park anything anywhere in the lot for more than 48 hours.
    Specifically banned at all times are recreational vehicles, boats and boat trailers, commercial vehicles including buses, uninspected and unlicensed vehicles, inoperable motorized vehicles, snowmobiles, ATVs, mini bikes, tractors or trailers, pick-up campers for coaches, travel trailers, motorized dwellings; and tent, horse or utility trailers.    Well, the first Mt. Gretnans of the season have already begun making their treks to Florida. Timber Bridge residents Rhoda and Chuck Long (center) last month stopped by the Villages, near Orlando, to spend time with former Mt. Gretnans Tom and Carol Mayer, now living there permanently. Former Mt. Gretna top volunteer Evelyn Duncan is also a permanent Villages resident (with a special spot in her new home for Mt. Gretna memories) along with Patsy and Bob Oburn who moved there last year. All have busy social schedules, but all welcome traveling Mt. Gretnans looking to extend their summers into fall and winter. Tom, who headed the Mt. Gretna Fire Company's successful $400,000 fundraising campaign, says he and Carol had visits from four couples last year.
   It passed without much notice, but Gretna Music founder Carl Ellenberger received an honor of note last month.
   In a career that has earned distinction in medicine as well as music, it probably doesn't rank anywhere near the top of his achievements.
   But in the world of fine writing, few magazines can top The New Yorker. The music critic there, Alex Ross, is regarded as the best music critic in the world. And he last month added Dr. Ellenberger's
blog to his list of favorites
    A mention here may make Dr. Ellenberger uneasy. But our job is to keep those who love all things Gretna apprised of the best. Speaking of writers and writing, the best in Mt. Gretna, hands down, is Bill Gifford, author of one book with another on the way and magazine articles by the dozens.  He is the author of a series on Lance Armstrong that documented his travails before he was banned for life from competitive cycling. Mr. Gifford's writings about sports in other arenas -- "anything on skis, wheels, dirt, road, dope, graft, hooves, paws, wings, fins, waves, cheese, red wine, high heels and wing tips" -- rivet the focus of anyone who loves adventure stories.
  Although Mr. Gifford travels widely, he keeps a close watch on Mt. Gretna, where he and Elizabeth Hummer are restoring the home formerly owned by the late historian Jack Bitner and his wife Jeanine.
   That focus includes a passion for the surrounding woods and forests, especially the state game lands. In a
article last month published by the Lancaster newspapers, he discussed the proposal to impose fees on those who use the state gamelands for hiking, horseback riding, snowmobiling and cycling.
   The idea will work, he said, but "only if users are given meaningful access to the game

lands and their trails."
   As an example of good writing and clear thinking, it's worthy of your time. 

   In the world of Mt. Gretna, one name stands out when talk turns to tablecloths, raconteurs or spirited living. John Mitchell is the man who married a farm girl named Nancy and turned her life into a worldwide adventure. Together they made the leap from automobile tires in Manheim to table art from the Provence region of France.
   That story was
chronicled last month in the Lebanon Daily News. It's a tale that sums up what it's like to be John Mitchell, by all odds one of the happiest men you'll meet. Wife Nancy (above) is big part of the reason.

   It seems hardly possible, but the Mt. Gretna Organ Recital Series, now an official part of the Chautauqua Summer Programs, heads into its 19th season next year. More than anything, it's a testament to the power of two individuals to make a positive impact on Mt. Gretna comm life.
   Peter Hewitt and organist Walter McAnney (inset) are in their 80s now. Their energies may have dissipated a bit over the years but their enthusiasm has not.
   Mr. Hewitt, in fact, has just completed the lineup of recitalists for next year, perhaps earlier than ever before.  
   They include a student at the Julliard School in New York, an organist from the famed Ardmore Presbyterian Church in Pennsylvania, a vice-president and performer from the Allen Organ Company and the Mt. Gretna prodigy who will soon graduate from the Jacobs School of Music, Ryan Brunkhurst.
   The recitals illuminate the summer every Thursday in July and make Mt. Gretna a "must" stop for organists on their way up.




Lois W. Hopkins (1917 - 2014)

   She came out of an era in Mt. Gretna when gentlemen wore neckties to rake leaves and ladies dressed for trips to the post office as if they were going to a party.
   Lois Hopkins, among the last of Mt. Gretna's Grand Dames, was a classic among those self-possessed and fastidiously attired women who enriched life wherever they went in summers past.
   More than almost anything else, she wanted to see that The Hahnemanian, the cottage her grandfather built soon after the Campmeeting was founded, would continue to hold its distinction as the Mt. Gretna cottage remaining in the hands of a single family the longest. She assured that by passing it on to her children and grandchildren.
   A native of Harrisburg, she was married to the late Robert Brewer Hopkins. They had three daughters: Constance, of  Marion, MA; Nancy, of Winston-Salem, NC; and Margaret, who lives in Mt. Gretna.
   A description of the cottage when it was on the Mt. Gretna Tour of Homes gives a clue to the woman who owned it, as well as her approach to life:
  "The Hahnemanian has always been a summer place. Her grandparents used it for vacations lasting five or six weeks-and traveled there from Steelton, where her grandfather had set up a practice after medical studies at Philadelphia's Hahnemann Hospital.   
   His office desk now is part of the cottage's furnishings, done in a purposely relaxed style that Lois calls 'hodgepodge.'
  The wooden screen doors and doorknobs are original. And those little bumps in the screens? Lois isn't about to fix them, nor to erase the memories they evoke. 'I've got great-grandchildren who push,' she says. Those dents attest that for generations of children and grandchildren, the emphasis has been on relaxing, family and fun. Except for a 1923 project to add bedrooms (now four) and a library, the cottage remains almost exactly the way it was when her grandfather built it. Said Lois: 'I haven't gussied it up.'"
   Her official obituary appears

Emilie Blackburn (1924-2014)

    Flowers bloomed in her garden, alongside a cottage on one of the few Campmeeting plots dappled, if sparingly, by sunlight. Singing and music could be heard there, too, as might be expected from the woman who directed the Mt. Gretna church choir. 
   But the talent for which she is best remembered may be her prowess at knitting. Over her lifetime of nearly 90 years, she produced a seemingly endless stream of sweaters, ties, booties and caps for newborns at the hospital and afghans which, for her children, became family heirlooms.
   Knitting was her pleasure and a source of personal pride. She was undeterred when the judges turned down her application for entry into Mt. Gretna's first art show. It wasn't art, they told her. Yet Emilie Blackburn kept right on knitting. And singing. And planting flowers in her garden, making the most of the scarce sunlight and producing radiant tulips there every spring.
   She also kept busy raising her family with husband Harold, whom she had met when he was a young sailor in Baltimore, not long after she moved there from

 At Christmas 2012, surrounded by son Butch and daughters Elizabeth and Teresa.

Omaha, Neb.
   After he earned his Ph.D. as a psychologist and moved to Pennsylvania, they discovered Mt. Gretna near the VA Hospital, where he spent his professional career.
   Their family included a son, Butch, who still lives in the Campmeeting and two daughters. Another daughter had died about 20 years ago, bringing to Emilie perhaps the greatest burden a mother could bear. Yet she continued to keep up her busy life, aided by the friendship of people like Winterites founder Maggie Stroh, Alice McKeone,Peg Stoudt and Kate Sutcliffe, all of whom are now gone.
   A "fantastic fan of the Philadelphia Flyers," according to her son, she was also a devoted follower on TV of the Eagles and Orioles as well as the Cornhuskers of her native Nebraska.
   Yet there can be no doubt that she also adored the Baltimore Colts, an overwhelming favorite in the 1969 Superbowl. When the Colts lost to the New York Jets 16-7,  Emilie, an undisputed expert knitter of trophy-worthy socks even if she never did get in the Mt. Gretna Art Show, discovered after the game she had knitted one sock noticeably different from the other.
   Whether it was in her family or her flowers, her singing or her knitting, one thing remains certain: for lifelong sports fan Emilie Blackburn, never was there an absence of passion.
   An official obituary, written by her son, appears


James H. Mather (1939 - 2014)

   Life in the Philippines between the ages of three and six while his parents, who were missionaries, were imprisoned by the Japanese, left a lasting impression on Jim Mather. Above all, it embedded an abiding love of democracy, a defining, indelible mark that shaped the rest of his life.
   Naturally reserved and reticent, he nevertheless eagerly shared with anyone he met a belief that most Americans today do not fully grasp their good fortune. That idea resounded forcefully until the time of his death Sept. 2 at age 74.

   The experience of being imprisoned -- with his father, a medical doctor, in a camp for men and with his mother separated from them both for three years in a camp for women -- undoubtedly also accentuated a love for family, the outdoors, and all living creatures.

  When his parents were reunited and moved to Princeton, NJ, he began to learn music and was chosen to sing in the famed Columbus Boychoir, now the American Boychoir. Thereafter they spent every summer at Keewaydin Canoe Camp in Vermont, one of the oldest summer camps in America, where he became a counselor and a champion canoeist.
  Yet his love of music remained a centerpiece, especially during the 28 years he served as the psychologist in charge of the Harrisburg State Hospital's geriatric unit. He applied music therapy in his treatment of elderly patients, strumming a guitar and singing along with them. His wife of 52 years, Carol, who formerly ran Mt. Gretna's Nursery School, says that "Rock of Ages" was their favorite.

A lifelong champion of democracy, Jim with wife Carol in 2004

What kind of man was he? Although the Mathers lived in a home overlooking the grounds of the former Conewago Hotel for nearly five decades, not many people got to know him well. Except perhaps for a neighbor, Ben Helsel, with whom he had a "standing appointment" at the Hideaway every Saturday at 3 pm to smoke a cigar and enjoy a beer, sometimes two.

   "He was a little bit crazy," says Carol, smiling. "He loved to shovel snow."
Shoveling snow with a cigar clinched between his teeth is perhaps something only a man can understand. He excelled in that department, along with Dr. Pete Light (another Conewago Hill neighbor who lived in Mt. Gretna longer than anybody and loved to push snow down the hill on his tractor, smoking a cigar that seemed never to go out).  

  The Mathers, who met at Westminster College as undergraduates, had three children -- Jim II, Mark and Jennifer, who became like her dad a psychologist.  

  Carol says that in addition to reading books and tending to his animals, another joy was old movies. Black and white films especially, from the '30s, '40s and '50s. His favorite, not surprisingly, was the 1950 classic about a grown man who made an imaginary friend of a 6 ft. rabbit. Beloved by moviegoers everywhere, "Harvey," starring Jimmy Stewart, became a favorite of psychologists as well, including the singularly appreciative Dr. Mather.

   A memorial service will be held at the Mt. Gretna United Methodist Church Saturday, Nov. 15 at 2 pm. His official biography appears online.






(Things that
since calendars
were published,
things that caught our eye this month
and "don't miss" suggestions
from readers.)    

See also calendars listed below.









Guess who's coming to dinner on Halloween

Scary Crow! 

Jane Mourer photo













































































Cows may jump over the moon, 

yet as Halloween approaches, spiders  

often join the fun, too. Jane Mourer photos



Friday, Oct. 3:

Morning Bird Walk every Friday with Sid Hostetter, meets at Chautauqua parking lot 9 to 11 am (followed by brunch, usually at Les Sorelle)

Oktoberfest, Mt. Gretna's first, will perk things up this month. Most shops, galleries and restaurants will continue their lively First Friday dining and art shopping fests into the season.Planned is a celebration throughout Mt. Gretna, with bratwurst, fresh apple strudel, and craft beer from five different brewers at various locations. Stops include:


*The Gallery at La Cigale will serve bratwurst prepared by Mt. Gretna firefighters and apple strudel from German Delights in Hershey, which is donating 30% of its proceeds to the fire company. Abstract watercolorist Linda Benton McClosky, winner of national and international art awards, is guest artist for the month of October and will be there for a reception from 5 to 8 pm with music by Matt Miskie. Also on display are the works of local artists David Adams, Luise Christensen-Howell, Barbara Fishman, Mary Kopala, Ruthann Santry, Margaret Seidenberg-Ellis, Doris Jean Silva, Carol D. Snyder, Elizabeth Stutzman and the late Susan Afflerbach.

*At the 
Timbers, potter Ryan Fretz will be joined by jewelry and card artist Kate Dolan in an exhibit backed from 6 to 9 pm by the music of pianist Andy Roberts, and drummer Dave Lazorcik, Peter Paulsen,bass, and Tom Strohman, woodwinds. Oktoberfest specials will include appetizers, entrée, dessert and trimmings. Reservations 964-3601. 


*Hickey Architects will feature the works of portrait artist Katelyn, a photographer and artist who focuses on people and the human figure."I am interested in the moods, expressions and likeness of my subjects. . . and fascinated by how large the smallest detail can be and by how the more underdeveloped something is the more realistic it can look."

Penn Realty will be Mt. Gretna artists Cynthia Becker, a retired teacher, and Jude Keller McCarthy, a former school librarian, who now create useful artworks from repurposed materials that include jewelry, clothing, purses, wallets, neckties, key chains and rag rugs. 


*At the Hall of Philosophy, four artists from Mt. Gretna: Barb Kleinfelter will display her folk art, "a means of decorating by adding color, dimension and detail to furniture, walls and anything that doesn't move," she says. Potter Bob Chaundy and Dan Kensinger, creator of river rock lamps and furnishings, join her together with Sue Moberg, exhibiting  gelatin silver process prints,  and an Oktoberfest craft beer brewer.

*3Summer Arts Studio will feature the works of Mt. Gretna artist Patty Reichenbach and music by Chad Reichenbach. 

* * * * * *

Mt. Gretna artists Betsy Stutzman and Casey Dixon will appear in a reception 5 to 8 pm Friday, Oct. 3 at Lebanon Picture Frame & Fine Art Gallery where works by female artists inspired by nature will be on display throughout the month.

Ms. Dixon, who now lives in Lititz, grew up in Mt. Gretna, part of a family of artists. After attending the Maryland Institute College of Art, she focused for the next 20 years on other career interests. About five years ago, she picked up a brush again, starting with "no expectations, no imposed perspectives. I quiet my mind's voice, put color on the board and see what happens," she says.

Ms. Stutzman, who lives on Mine Road but retreats to her private cottage studio in the Campmeeting to paint, took up artistic pursuits later in life without formal training although she has studied with instructors locally. She considers Mt. Gretna an inspirational wellspring of creative instincts. "My environment kindled the start of my artistic attempts," she says.

Saturday, Oct. 4:

Block Shoot A favorite fundraiser of Mt. Gretna's firefighters. Small town America on parade. Fun even if you don't own a shotgun. Ham and bean soup of legend, hot dogs with trimmings galore. On a Saturday afternoon, a good place to meet friends you haven't seen in months. Noon to 4 pm at the fire hall.

Sunday, Oct. 5:

Music on the Porch Bluegrass a specialty. 1 to 4 pm at Gov. Dick Park

Tuesday, Oct. 7:

No Winterites this Tuesday (or this winter), for the first time in 57 years. Sadly, there are no plans to revive this longstanding Mt. Gretna tradition.

Thursday, Oct. 9:

After hours fashion show at Tiger's Eye, donating 20% of purchases throughout the day to Gretna Music. Click for details

Friday, Oct. 10:

Toddlers in Tow

"Leaves Fall," a program for ages 2 to 5 at Gov. Dick Park, 10 am.


Saturday, Oct. 11:

Gretna Theatre's Annual Gala The swishest soiree in Central Pennsylvania and eye-dazzling favorite of Mt. Gretnans, dressed up as you've never seen them before. Best of all, the money goes to support one of America's oldest summer theaters and with it, a Mt. Gretna tradition that, like a rising tide, lifts all boats in the harbor. Starts 5:30 pm at the Hotel Hershey.

Online tickets.

Explore! A walkabout for seniors. Gov. Dick Park, 3 pm

Sunday, Oct. 12:

Fitness Hike Gov. Dick Park. Fast-paced 5 to 6 miles, 9 am.


Saturday, Oct. 18: Hop At the Hall of Philosophy,

 next to the now quiescent Jigger Shop, at 7 pm. It's an off-season idea from Cicada Festival organizers to perk up the fall with music from the '50s and '60s. If this one's successful, two others will follow to ward off cabin fever this winter. Cicada chief Ceylon Leitzel says their Sock Hop last July attracted people from "3 to 83 and everybody had a good time." $5 at the door with all proceeds going to the Mt. Gretna Fire Department. "A labor of love," adds DJ (and Mt. Gretna resident) Rob Gokey, who "dramatically increased" his music library for the event. Tel. 389-6306

Sunday, Oct. 19:

Insect Safari Anybody There? Gov. Dick Park, 2 pm.

Wednesday, Oct. 22:

The Gathering Place An invitation for all to join the noon luncheon at Mt. Gretna United Methodist Church. Free will offering to cover the cost.


Friday, Oct. 24:

Halloween Parade Smallest, shortest and liveliest in the U.S.A. Starts at the Jigger Shop at 6:30 pm and struts, saunters and skips its way with shrieks, searchlights and fire engine sirens down to the Mt. Gretna fire hall where hot dogs, refreshments, spooks and goblins await. With any luck, SuperPumpkin will be there, too. Join the throngs (maybe 37 spectators or so) along Rte. 117. Don't tarry or blink or you'll miss it. (Renee Krisan's double-your-fun tip: "I get there by 5:30 to watch the paraders on their way to line up at the Jigger Shop and then see them again at 6:30 when they march by. Two chances to chat with friends," she says.)

Saturday, Oct. 25:

Humpty Dumpty Hike Find pieces of Humpty as you explore the woods at Gov. Dick Park, 1 pm.

Thursday, Oct. 30:

Trick-or-Treat Night throughout Lebanon County

Looking ahead:

Art Studio Tour throughout Central Pennsylvania includes nine Mt. Gretna artists at both La Cigale and the private studios of Barb and Glenn Acker, Betsy Stutzman and Fred Swarr. Former Mt. Gretnans Barb Fishman and Gerry Boltz are also exhibitors on the tour. Saturday and Sunday Nov. 1-2.

Fire Company Breakfast A fall highlight that brings out the best -- in food and people. This is one the late John Hambright and Dale Grundon annually awarded a 5-Fork Rating. Starts at 8 am Sunday, Nov. 2.

Supervisors Meeting of South Londonderry Twp. at the Timbers, Wednesday, Nov. 12, for the second of two monthly sessions held in Mt. Gretna each year.

No Bow Wow Ball this year. Maybe next year, say organizers.

For additional information, see the Mt. Gretna Arts Council's calendars in both print (summer) and online (year-round) versions. Also available by email in the summer is This Week in Mt. Gretna