Rainy Day Writers

Rainy Day Writers Rainy Day Writers includes published authors, journalists, and those who write both life experiences and fictional stories for personal fulfillment.

They publish a book each year and contribute regularly to Crossroads magazine and YourRadioPlace.

09/26/2025

John Anderson tells why people love their dogs. Can you add any to his list? Read more articles by Rainy Day Writers on Your Radio Place or in Guernsey News.

Why We Love Our Dogs by John Anderson

Every so often a car displays a bumper sticker that acknowledges the adoption of a dog.

There is a picture of a dog above a question- “Who saved Who?”

There are at least four reasons that are evidence showing why we love our dogs.

There are no walls or conditions for a dog’s love.

Dogs always offer an enthusiastic welcome even if you have been gone a few seconds, a few hours, or a few days.

A special needs child finds complete acceptance from a dog and therefore those special needs peel away… for instance, if a child stutters, the stutters disappear when he is talking to his dog.

A pet owner doesn’t own a dog for all of the owner’s life. But the owner does have the dog for all its life. Owners commonly have a succession of dogs with the same name. There may be a Scottie 1, a Scottie 2 and a Scottie 3. Owners hope to be reunited with all three of them at the end of their lives.

As a dog owner, what reason would you add to this list?

Betsy Taylor tells about an aunt's questionable gifts with connections to the past. Read more Rainy Day Writers stories ...
09/16/2025

Betsy Taylor tells about an aunt's questionable gifts with connections to the past. Read more Rainy Day Writers stories on Your Radio Place and in Guernsey News.

Recently, Beverly Kerr explored library book clubs and found that the Newcomerstown Library had a wide variety while all...
09/10/2025

Recently, Beverly Kerr explored library book clubs and found that the Newcomerstown Library had a wide variety while all libraries had book clubs for discussion of popular books. If you like to read and discuss the book you are reading, perhaps you would like to visit a local book club.

09/08/2025

Martha Jamail tells a tale of a tree that gives her a thankful memory. Read her story here, on Your Radio Place, and in Guernsey News.

The Whatever Tree by Martha Jamail

The first time I noticed the tree was in the fall of the year, soon after the start of school. The other trees, with their leaves so burnished bright red and gold, took center stage on the streets of Cambridge. But this lowly tree stood all alone in the middle of a wide-open field with no leaves at all.

One day, driving down Read Road where it crosses Route 21, I had to stop for a line of early morning traffic. As I waited, I looked across the road and saw the tree. The branches on either side of the tree were upturned and symmetrical, perfectly mimicking the gesture of someone throwing up their arms and saying, “Whatever!” So, I named it the “Whatever Tree”.

Ever since that day, I looked at the tree each time I drove past, and smiled thinking of that name and of how much the branches reminded me of that gesture. I remember thinking that that was why the owner of the field had never cut the tree down and just left it standing there.

One morning while I was driving down Read Road, I came to a stop sign and, as usual, looked both ways before pulling out onto Route 21. I remember thinking that the tree looked different. It had lots of green leaves on one side of it, but the other side was still bare. I wondered if it was finally starting to grow leaves, or if another young tree was starting up beside it. I even thought that maybe I should write a story about it. All these thoughts running through my head took only seconds.

My car was still on the left lane of the road when a horn blew, and a speeding truck came barreling past from the blind curve on my right. I was so startled! I couldn’t believe how close I had come to basically being hit in a high-speed collision. I had looked both ways and had seen nothing on either side. Only my thoughts of the “Whatever Tree” had slowed me just enough to keep me on the left side of the road. The silly tree had saved my life. I knew then that I was going to have to write about it. That’s my story, and you can think “whatever” you want.

Rick Booth describes The Drovers Road used to move cattle and hogs across the state on what is called "Clay Road" in par...
09/05/2025

Rick Booth describes The Drovers Road used to move cattle and hogs across the state on what is called "Clay Road" in parts today. Learn more about those early drover days in September's Crossroads magazine.

08/29/2025

Betsy Taylor tells about Space Days, an annual event at the John and Annie Glenn Museum where students had fun and this year learned about electricity. Betsy assists with this project. Read more Rainy Day Writers stories on Your Radio Place and in Guernsey News.

Space Days by Betsy Taylor

On July 14 and 15, 2025, the John and Annie Glenn Museum in New Concord celebrated astronaut, John Glenn’s birthday with a Space Days event centered on electricity. The museum highlights Glenn’s birthday, July18, each year with a themed program connected to his career with NASA.

Historians often write about Glenn’s milestone space flights in 1962 and 1998. They emphasize the social and political effects, and the economic influence of his accomplishments. Scientists and engineers, on the other hand, concentrate on the technical aspects of the machinery that carried him and his fellow astronauts into orbit in both capsule and shuttle. From an engineering standpoint, a fundamental necessity for getting any craft into space is electricity.

The 2025 Space Days event brought students ages 9-12 to the museum to learn about the roles of electric circuits and the dangers of static electricity in spacecraft. During the morning session, students used colored holiday lights clipped from strands, alligator clips, and batteries to complete electric circuits. They experimented with batteries of different voltages as power sources and discovered that, unless wires were connected in proper sequence, electricity wouldn’t flow.

As a result of their efforts, students learned the differences between electric conductors and insulators. From those discoveries they were able to generate an understanding of safe electrical practices.

At noon, on each of the days, lunch was donated by Wally’s Pizza.

During the afternoon sessions, students experimented in creating static electricity using ordinary items. Wiffle ball bats, balloons, wool fabric, aluminum soda cans, Kool-Aid powder and paper shreds played an important role in discovering static electricity’s attractive and repulsive forces. We learned that static electricity can be very dangerous inside spacecraft.

As always, the afternoon ended with the explosive fun of water rocket launches. Two-liter soda bottles containing small amounts of water became missiles propelled to great heights by air from a bicycle pump.

To conclude the day, students were given a book from the Scholastic Publishing Company and sponsored by a donation from Park National Bank. The generosity of our sponsors is greatly appreciated.

08/25/2025

Betsy Taylor discusses counting your steps daily. Do you count your steps with your phone or pedometer? It is important that we keep moving even if you don't count your steps. Read more Rainy Day Writer articles on Your Radio Place and in Guernsey News.

Steps in Time by Betsy Taylor

“You have how many steps recorded on your phone?” I muttered in disbelief.

My husband repeated the number as I scowled.

“We walked the same distance on today’s city tour. How could you have logged so many more steps than I did?”

My husband and I were in Bergen, Norway and we wanted to learn as much about the country as possible while we moved from city to city. My favorite way to learn about an unfamiliar place is to walk around in it. It’s so much fun to scout streets with trappings of a foreign culture. It’s even better if a native guide escorts me while telling stories.

While my husband isn’t as thrilled about a long walk as I am, he occasionally goes along just to please me. Gotta appreciate that.

“How could I have walked more steps than you?” he wondered. “We went everywhere together.”

“I’m not accusing you of cheating, of rigging your phone’s counter.” I laughed at his bewildered expression.

That evening, we walked to a local restaurant, two miles round-trip with a stroll included for window shopping. Later, we examined our step counts, and I came up several hundred steps short. What’s up with that?

Well, you’ve probably solved the mystery of the missing steps. While it’s true that pedometers are unreliable when it comes to accuracy, there are other factors involved in the discrepancy. Despite my husband’s five-inch height advantage, my stride is longer than his. So, he takes more steps than I do over the same distance.

The benefit of exercise, like walking, is well-understood and accepted as a healthy practice. But the concept of counting steps taken during a 24-hour period as a benchmark is relatively new. And a benchmark of, say, 10,000 steps/day lets you congratulate yourself on a job well done.

Several years ago, when the 10,000 steps craze popped up, it swept the nation. Sales of pedometers skyrocketed, and phone apps became widely employed. My phone app is a window called health. It monitors hours of sleep, calories burned, steps/day, and “trends.” Trends records if I’m walking more or less than usual. The little tattletale scolds me if I’m not walking as far as I did yesterday, or last week, or even last year.

Certainly, steps count (pun intended). But steps alone don’t define healthy movement especially for older adults like me. Kitchen dancing is a fun way to work in a little cardio. While pushing a mop, you can turn up your music and move your feet to the beat. An added benefit is that your mop handle can act like a walking stick and stabilize your groove while you move. Plus, you get a clean kitchen floor.

For more good ideas, check out page 21of the June/July 2025 issue of the AARP Magazine. The one-page article shows us how to “Run a Mile Without Running.” The whole plan takes 10 minutes, and you can do it in your living room.

To my way of thinking, the bottom line about exercise is that it must fit naturally into your day. Walking is about as natural as it gets. If you don’t want to count steps, don’t. Just move.

Finally, you might wonder if I join “trends” in shaming myself if I fall short of my exercise goal. The answer is – I don’t. I do check my numbers out of habit and give myself a little back-pat if I score well. If I don’t, well, Scarlet O’Hara said it best. “After all, tomorrow is another day.”

Martha Jamail tells of her experience working in an ice cream shop on summer. Sounds like a delicious place to work...or...
08/22/2025

Martha Jamail tells of her experience working in an ice cream shop on summer. Sounds like a delicious place to work...or was it? Read more Rainy Day Writers stories on Your Radio Place and in Guernsey News.

08/19/2025

Mark Cooper describes clearly the month of August. How is your August going? Read more Rainy Day Writers stories on Your Radio Place and in Guernsey News.

August by Mark Cooper

August has done it to us again, gently slipping into our lives.

August is unique from all the other months. January is celebrated with fireworks, lights, and late-night parties. February offers unusual holidays: Groundhog Day, Presidents Day Valentine’s Day. The approach of March stirs excitement as we await its forecast for the weeks ahead. Will it enter as a lion or a lamb? April celebrates new life and nature’s unveiling of her brilliance for the season.

May opens with vibrant colors of blooms, leaves, and grasses. It closes with our first three-day weekend of the season, thrusting us into June. June urges us get outside work done. It reminds us that we need give ourselves a break from our routines. We frequently hear the question, “So, are you doing anything special for the summer?”

With fireworks, hot dogs, and parades, July explodes upon us in an exuberant celebration. Roads crowd with vacationers. Projects abound. We tell ourselves there is plenty of time to accomplish everything on our summer list. After all, it’s only July.

Then, with no fanfare, comes August. No special holiday marks the calendar. Only a quiet slipping of one month into another. But the impact is major. Flowers reach full maturity. Trees take on various hues of green, hinting that they are preparing to change their colors in weeks ahead. The air itself feels different, not quite as youthful. Summer’s time is growing short.

August delivers quite a bounty. Sliced tomatoes warmed by the sun, potato salad made from fresh potatoes, and green beans slow simmered with bits of bacon grace our tables. Young kids do not allow their missing baby teeth to deter them from enjoying the crunch of fresh sweet corn. Young and old alike spit watermelon seeds into the grass. Communities and families band together for those final gatherings and reunions that can happen only in summer.

And, as the reminders of “Back to school” pop up, August opens the door to gently ease us into the final months of the year. We must return to the life from which we’ve had our brief reprieve. Soon the weather, and leaves, will change. Then we will be in the throes of the winter season, consumed with preparations for Thanksgiving and the hustle of another Christmas season.

But for now, it is August. Let’s enjoy this moment and spit a few watermelon seeds.

Recently, Beverly Kerr visited the Byesville Museum to discover some local history. Mayor Jay Jackson gave us a tour. Re...
08/17/2025

Recently, Beverly Kerr visited the Byesville Museum to discover some local history. Mayor Jay Jackson gave us a tour. Read all about it in August's Crossroads magazine. Photos by Calvin Chester.

08/15/2025

Claire Cameron relates a true story involving former Sheriff Peanut Carpenter. Enjoy her tale and read more Rainy Day Writers stories on Your Radio Place and in Guernsey News.

Nobody Home by Claire Cameron

Sheriff Peanut Carpenter exited the patrol car, touching the gun snugged in its holster, more as a precaution than in expectation. Although everything was quiet and nothing seemed amiss, a chill tingled his spine. He expected to see a light in the modest house attached to the little country store, but it sat in total darkness. Carpenter felt like something was indeed amiss. Fewer than forty minutes had passed since the store’s proprietor had called asking him to patrol the area because someone was trying to stage a break-in. He’d thought about sending one of his deputies, but Rusty, the store’s owner, had been a friend for many years and he felt bad that he hadn’t visited him in a while.

He checked the doors and the area around the store. Every door was securely locked.

Rusty was in his eighties with one bum leg to boot. His wife had passed away several years ago and his married granddaughter had moved to a nearby town. Even though he found no intruders, he was troubled by the thought of Rusty being there alone.

Returning to his cruiser, he took the phone book from the glove compartment and called Rusty’s granddaughter, Claire Lynne. She sounded breathless as she answered the late-night call.

Peanut gently gave her the news that her grandfather had called the department asking him to check the store for a possible break-in. He told Claire that all was secure, and reported that, although he expected the lights to be on, the house was dark. The door was locked he said, and, after knocking and calling out Rusty’s name with no success, he became more uneasy.

“Claire, we should check to make sure your grandad is alright. I’ll meet you there in case someone was fooling around. You have a key, right?”

Claire hesitated. Finally, she revealed that, after the surgeon told her that Grandad needed twenty-four-hour nursing care, she’d made the tough decision to move him to the Red Carpet Facility. Grandad was there at that very moment. She went on to explain that, in his mind, he was still in Antrim and had imagined the break-in. His in-room phone allowed her to contact him directly, but it had also made it possible for him to report the imagined crime. Claire apologized for not alerting his old friend.

“Claire, I’m just relieved he’d okay and being cared for. I’ll do my best to visit him soon. We enjoyed some good talks over cold root beer.”

“I’ll be sure to have Grandad’s phone removed tomorrow so it won’t happen again. The only thing that puzzles me is how he recalled the number to the sheriff’s office. I guess memory is a tricky thing.”

Rick Booth explains the stagecoach stops through Guernsey County in those early years. An interesting read! Find the ent...
08/13/2025

Rick Booth explains the stagecoach stops through Guernsey County in those early years. An interesting read! Find the entire story in August's Crossroads magazine.

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