It may seem, if this is all you read, that nothing is going on in Bethlehem except historical skulduggery and the selling of souls.
For the record, though, it also is raining here. Hard. Hard enough to remind those with long memories of Hurricane Agnes, back in the early 1970s. Or at least of Hurricane Ivan, two years ago. And not only here is it raining, but throughout the whole Northeast and the East Coast. As I write this, I am listening to reports of flood damage, flood threats, and compulsory evacuations from my Pittston-based public radio station. That, of course, is up in the Wyoming Valley, where they have good reason to remember the horrors of Hurricane Agnes in particular. Here's praying we get through this period safely and reasonably well.
I can't resist, though, translating some of it into local historical terms. Whatever flooding there is, is likely to cause further damage to Historic Bethlehem Partnership's properties in the Monocacy Creek Valley. I truly regret this; but I regret even more that it is likely to generate a need in that organization for more money still. And soon there will not be any more organizations to absorb, will there?