By: Audrey Lopez "NOS VEMOS PRONTO" The last thing I remember about leaving home is not properly saying goodbye. When I got on that plane at the age of 12 to come to America, I was clueless. I unknowingly lied and said to my loved ones, “Nos...
By: Carrie Carranza Hussein I am the opposite of a transplant. Not only was I born in the United States, and in Pennsylvania, but also right here in Lancaster City. Despite having been here most of my life, I have always gravitated toward transplants. My dad...
Summertime. This is the season that finds my heart full of wanderlust. The moment the temperature ticks over the 80 degree mark, I am ready to hit the road. Bring me the beach, the top of a crisp mountain, an open fire in the middle of...
Quick question: What do a revolutionary minister and a first-generation Italian-American have in common? Answer: They are the reason I opened a restaurant. No, seriously. When I was young, I was given an assignment to do a report on one of several popular historical figures. Choosing Martin...
I always wonder what homesickness looks like to other people. I’ve had friends who have traveled like I have, who have moved far away from home and struggled just to figure it all out. I remember talking to my friend Kelly a few months after...
FUTURE-NERD I am a forecast enthusiast. Find me spending my fifteen minute breaks perusing accuweather.com for the latest on trending highs and lows, totally geeking over the National Weather Service’s thunderstorm predictions, or pouring over the Long Range Weather Report through the Farmer’s Almanac (they forecast...
DRIVE This past Sunday, I was taking the familiar route back to Lancaster after having spent the weekend with my family. It was dark outside, and I knew my bedroom would be too when I got home. Past the Susquehanna and all the headlights of Harrisburg,...
FINDING THIS In my almost thirty years of living, I have claimed the top, left hand corner of envelopes with many different return addresses. Some of them I fought for; some of them I happened upon; some of them I cried through; some of them felt...
I had seen her many times before, or so I thought, sitting outside of Market. Always typing. Today I asked her to write a poem with the subject "Not From Here." And this is what she wrote. abigail mott: Raised in Lancaster, Transplanted to Denver. ...
By John Milosich Are you familiar with The Common Wheel? This fix-it garage, education center, charity, grassroots, environmental activist, bike shop is my Lancaster Transplant Super-Pick. I landed in town May of this year to connect with my partner and her family, and to take refuge from...