Virginia Hungridge, 84, (nee Carter) on December 20, 2007 of Deptford, formerly of Barrington. Wife of the late Herbert C. Hungridge. Mother of Wayne Hungridge of Edison, N.J., Janet Richards (Robert) of Elk Township and Jeryl Sherm of Clarksboro. Sister of George Carter of Elm, N.J. and Elmer Carter of Marlton. Four grandchildren and three great-grandchildren. Virginia was a member of Deptford Lions Club and the Altar Guild at Ascension Lutheran Church.

Relatives and friends are invited to attend a memorial service Saturday, December 29, 11 a.m. at Ascension Lutheran Church, 4th and Highland Aves., Haddon Heights, NJ 08053.

In lieu of flowers donations may be made to the church. Arrangements by BOUCHER FUNERAL HOME, Deptford

www.boucherfuneralhome.com.
Published in the Gloucester County Times on 12/23/2007.

The Capital-Journal

Published Friday, December 21, 2007

 

While more than 700 friends and family members packed an Emporia church Thursday to mourn Beau Arndt, investigators were writing reports about the death of the young Americus man who was shot while hunting five days earlier.

Authorities have said a shot from a passing pickup truck struck Arndt as he was in hunting in a field.

Lyon County Sheriff Gary Eichorn told the Emporia Gazette investigators went to Topeka on Wednesday, located the three people who were in the pickup and interviewed them. One of them, a 57-year-old Topeka man, is believed to be the person who fired the fatal shot. That man, Eichorn said, talked to his attorney and cooperated with authorities.

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By Hank F. Miller Jr.

2008 or the 19th year of Heisei, has come, the year of the rat.

December 31^st, 2007 st the last day of the year is begun with greetings such as \”Akemashite (or Shinnen or Shin shun) Omedeto gozaimasu\” or \”A Happy New Year! The morning of the very first day of the year, January 1 st, is called \”gantan\”.

At night most people stay at home and eat a traditional bowl of buckwheat noodles specially prepared to symbolize longevity. TV and radio stations broadcast special programs. Most Japanese sit up until midnight to listen to the 108 bong-bong from the temple bells at the nearby Buddhist temple. The custom is based on the Buddhist teaching that man has 108 worldly desires which lead to suffering. Consequently, the bell in each temple is struck 108 times in hope of relieving people of the suffering caused by such earthly desires.

New Year day\” It is the day when people welcome the God of the New Year, express their appreciation to the God of good harvest and peacefulness from the past year, and pray for good productivity and peace during the New Year. During the period when the lunisolar calendar was used, these prayers were made on the night of the full moon in January.

New Year is the biggest and largest celebration and is recognized as a national holiday from

December 31st till January 4th. Since Christmas isn\’t celebrated or isn\’t recognized as a national holiday and thus is a regular work day for most Japanese people. Remember Japan is a Buddhist country.

But here at the Miller household we are on holiday from December 22nd till January 6th, so Christmas is celebrated on December 25th.

Warm Regards From Kitakyushu City ,Japan.

A Very Merry Christmas & A Happy New Year !

Hank, Keiko, Lucas, Max & Rachel

The Miller Family

Source Kennebck Journal Morning Sentinel

This story happened just a few days before Christmas so many years ago. Sleet had turned to a near-freezing rain that fell with a constant \”sh\” sound, compacting the knee-deep snow in good shape and providing a good base for me to fly along on my old ash-and-rawhide snowshoes.

I had just rushed to the edge of a fir thicket to get ahead of the yodeling bawls of my long-legged hound, a beagle-bloodhound-Lab mix that looked a little like a small yellow Lab.

His name was Stormy, and he was running beyond sight in the near distance, barreling toward me fast. The rabbit would fly across an opening any second, making my heart pound and hands shake.

The afternoon was dark, wet and raw, lousy weather for rabbit hunting, but I was 11 years old and 11-year-olds don\’t care about bad weather, particularly when they\’re listening to that rhythmic yet paradoxically screaming song of a hound coming straight at them on the further side of a thicket. Low cloud cover made the dog sound so loud.

Before the dog came into sight, a large varying hare hopped into a clearing 20 yards away and stopped. I don\’t remember cocking the hammer on the single-barrel, 12-gauge shotgun or feeling the kick, which nearly knocked me down and left an ugly bruise on my cheek.

A second later, read on…………