Opponents of SUVs have short memories
In reply to Joseph Rohe's letter to the editor of Dec. 31, on the evils of the Sport Utility Vehicle: Evidently, he was not around during the snowstorms of past years when the call went out to drivers of four-wheel-drive vehicles to help get doctors and nurses to hospitals and dialysis patients to their machines, when streets were clogged with snow and the "kiddie cars" couldn't move from their parking spots.
I hope he never desperately has to get some place under those circumstances.
Second Coming's time may have passed
You published a report about a radical Christian cult planning most unchristian acts of mayhem in the Middle East to purportedly effect the Second Coming of Christ at the time of the millennium.
How can this misguided band and any other Christians expecting the Second Coming 2,000 years after the birth of Christ not be aware that it has passed?
Evidence is available from many historians that Christ was born near the middle of 2 B.C.; 2,000 years since the birth of Christ occurred in last two or three years. That moment passed without global fanfare and, I suspect, if He has returned, purposefully did so in this fashion.
Sweet memories of Westminster of old
I was so pleased to read the article on the old postcard display lovingly prepared for City Hall, the display of businesses in Westminster of old. Mentioned was Hahn's Grocery store, housed in a building on East Main Street that recently burned. For me, it held countless memories. It was my grandfather's (Joseph H. Hahn, Sr.) store. Visions of cookies sold loose in boxes, egg hucksters from "the city" on Friday night, cheese wheels, an abundant meat case and a cooler with an old wooden door have come flooding back as I now look at a large vacant space. You could buy groceries "on account" and I dare say "Mr. Joe" let no one go hungry. Born in 1942, I do not remember many of the mentioned businesses but I would like to list others gone from the 1950s. Christmas shopping then one could start at Schaeffer's store for candies and boots. There were four clothing stores -- Coffman Fisher, Rosenstock's Ladies, The Globe, and, of course, Mathers. Cards were at P. G. Coffman's (I can still walk their old wood floors at Forget-Me-Not); cosmetics and treats at pharmacies Rasinsky and Bixler and Guild; everything else at Woolworth's; and colored lights and tree-toppers at Miller's Electrical. My needs could be filled on a few shelves and racks with less variety but more quality. There are still a few new shops on Main Street and side streets that are personal and pleasant. And a couple at "the old" Westminster Shopping Center. Patronize them. You will be rewarded. As for me, I can no longer point out that building on East Main and say "that was my grandfather's store" because it disappeared almost overnight with nary a brick to be found. I still have a box of shiny silvered dollars collected there. Would that I could open it and have the warm golden feelings of businesses of yesteryear fill the air in 1999.
Trudy Jo Hahn Snader
Pub Date: 1/10/99