Within the Hicksville News Vol. 28 No. 36, I came across a Hicksville Voices article from Patty Servidio titled “The Wonder Of Hostess.” I too remember the Hostess Bakery Thriftstore, as I had often passed by it on my way to CNG. It was great, as at times I had bought my Hostess snack cakes there, as buying them in the grocery store was always more expensive. You can now get the similar experience at Big Lots in Hicksville, which sells various Hostess products for a low price.
Lawyers and Judges are bound by the Codes of Professional Responsibility and Judicial Conduct to avoid even the appearances of impropriety. While this rule is loosely applied to judges who seek campaign contributions from the lawyers who appear before them, it appears that the rules do not apply at all to elected officials even where they are attorneys.
In 2010, the Supreme Court of the United States decided the Citizens United case allowing for unlimited campaign contributions from unions and corporations under the guise of the First Amendment. The so-called originalists in the Supreme Court Majority found that the Framers of the Bill of Rights in 1791 intended to allow for unfettered campaign contributions. So it was that in the last Presidential campaign the two major candidates raised and spent over one billion dollars. I am sure that Benjamin Franklin and George Washington knew that electoral politics would come to this.
When I was a little girl, I loved my books. The feel of the pages between my fingers was comforting and the words transported me away to different worlds. The scent of books could elicit chills — dusty, musty with the slight aroma of ink, my books were my constant companion through my childhood. I loved my trips to Levittown Public Library, and was known to take out at least five or six titles per trip.
I remember, as I grew, that there was nothing in the world like a book. I swore to myself that I would have my own library, with books upon books about every subject imaginable. When B. Dalton opened in Broadway Mall, I was in all of my glory. That new book smell was, to me, better than the scent of chocolate. It was easy to run up the credit card bill, for everything interested me, and I would walk out of there with at least three shiny new hardcovers.
The next time you find yourself sitting on a Long Island Rail Road platform during a train delay with some time to kill, be sure to genuflect to the Metropolitan Transportation Authority’s leaders — for without those six-figure salaried credits to humankind, you might be faced with the boredom of an uneventful and on-time commute.
As negotiations between the authority and unions prove more laborious by the day, the approximately 300,000 weekday riders of the nation’s busiest railroad prepare to find an alternative passage to Manhattan. We think this might be the perfect time to take a vacation; as long as that vacation destination isn’t the Hamptons, as throngs of beachgoers may also find themselves without a ride.
I write to you to address a dire situation that we, as a community, are facing. The New York Blood Center is asking for assistance over the summer to maintain the necessary supply of all blood types, but specifically O-negative.
The summer months pose the greatest difficulty for the Blood Center as they historically see a drop in donations. I hope this letter serves as a reminder and I urge all residents to continue to help those in need by donating blood. Every donation goes a long way to help saving the lives of those in medical emergencies.
Nassau County Comptroller Maragos recently issued a report in which he discusses the graduation and transfer rates at Nassau Community College. While the College appreciates the Comptroller’s recognition of its current commitment to “data driven analyses of its core policies,” and that “NCC provides an invaluable service to thousands of Nassau County residents, offering an affordable higher education at a time when tuition at private institutions is soaring,” the central premise of his report — that campus turmoil at NCC in recent years is associated with a decline in the College’s graduation and transfer rates — is not supported by the facts cited in the report itself.
Friends are a very important part of my life. While family comes first and my husband and daughter are well aware of their pricelessness to me, my friends keep me sane in a very crazy world. They have been there through all the tough times, and I have been blessed to have quite a few who I could easily call members of my chosen family. And they are valuable to me in their own special ways.
Someone once noted that in a group of friends, there is always a sensible one, a silly one, a quiet one, a crazy one, and the one with the most heart. A statement such as this lacks merit, for people have depth, which should be cherished. These pals of mine are multifaceted, which makes their value even more precious. One cannot merely like a person based on the part of them that “is funny”; what about the rest of the person, including the not so “funny” parts? Friendships fail sometimes, for many reasons, but one great reason is because of the lack of desire to love all of a person for who they truly are.
Is Kimba Woods a Judge — or a joke? Queen Kimba recently gave a convicted 60-year-old thief 39 years to pay back the $300,567 in disability pension benefits that he virtually stole by faking a Long Island Rail Road disability. It’s bad enough that she’s only asking him to pay back $700 a month; but this is on top of her recent sentencing of another LIRR fraudster to pay back the $300,000 he stole at a mere $25 a month — meaning that it would theoretically take him 982(!) years (even though, according to the Bible, Methusaleh himself only made it to 969-years-old). This “sentence” would be funny if it wasn’t so sad for society and the rule of law. I’d like to point out to Judge Woods (whom I’d like to sentence for judicial malpractice in my own Court of Common Sense) that the dictionary defines a “judge” as “someone capable of making rational and wise decisions.” These recent decisions of hers could make even the famous iron statue of Lady Justice cry tears of shame underneath her blindfold.
“A picture does [not] say a thousand words” unless you are looking at Dorian Gray. The politicians have started early this year due to the primary season. Noted media guru Marshall McLuhan once wrote that “the medium is the message.” That being the case, what is the medium deployed by our politicians and what is the message?
Currently blighting our environment are political signs, illegally posted on both public and private lands. These signs tell us the name of the candidate, the office they are seeking and their political party – but that is all. The point is that candidates pray that signs will increase their name recognition causing voters to cast their ballots for them irrespective of their otherwise lackluster records.
Celiac disease is on the rise in the United States, as well as in the United Kingdom. The autoimmune disorder, which is also known as celiac sprue, occurs in individuals who are genetically predisposed to the condition. It can occur at any age.
Symptoms of the disorder are pain and discomfort in the gastrointestinal system, chronic constipation and diarrhea, anemia, and fatigue. Infants diagnosed with the condition also suffer with a failure to thrive. Symptoms have been noted in other organ systems, and are not just adherent to the GI tract. Vitamin deficiencies are commonplace, secondary to the fact that the individual is unable to absorb nutrients in the small intestine properly. Gliadin, the gluten protein found in wheat, barley, rye, and sometimes oats, is the culprit for wreaking such havoc on the sufferer’s body.
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