Emily Reddy / WPSU Producer
This week WPSU is taking a look at water issues in central Pennsylvania. Today, WPSU’s Emily Reddy explores the massive task of supplying and cleaning the water used by students, faculty, staff and visitors at Penn State University.
WPSU is traveling to towns across central and northern Pennsylvania to collect oral history recordings. In October, we stopped at the Old Gregg School in the Penns Valley town of Spring Mills. Debra Heller talks with her mother-in-law Byrd Futhey about her life.
I was born weighing 2 pounds and 4 ounces. I was small, even for a newborn in a big world. While in the womb, the doctor gave my brother and me a low chance of survival because the umbilical cord was struggling to support us both. Despite this, we were born with no severe handicaps. By the time I was…
Linda Short reviews Eliot Pattison’s latest book, Mandarin Gate. It’s a political thriller set in Tibet and the seventh book of Pattison’s Inspector Shan series.
Our ten-year-old son has a variety of hobbies including cello, chess and swimming. But his favorite subject is the NFL. He’s learned professional football is a universal language among the males in his life. Whether discussing Red Grange or Tom Brady, his eyes light up. “What if Eli Manning had stayed with the Chargers? What if the American Football League…
Marjorie Maddox’s Local News from Someplace Else is a collection of poems about how the tragedies we hear about in the news affect us at home. Amanda Richards reviews.
When I was ten, reading was the last thing I would do for fun. I always finished assigned readings for class, but I never enjoyed them. I had to motivate myself to read. I would choose a book, read for fifteen minutes, and then reward myself with a snack or television show. Reading was the thing I couldn’t wait to…
Martha Freeman’s Chickadee Court Mysteries are set in a town based on State College. Shelby Caraway reviews Who Stole New Year’s Eve?, the latest installment in the series.
I am ten years old and I can barely contain my excitement as I run down the stairs ready to rip open my presents underneath the Christmas tree. When I reach the tree, I find nothing. Not a single gift in sight, just the raw feeling of disappointment. Unexpectedly, however, my parents are standing behind me with an intangible surprise.