NEWS
August 11, 2011
In response to Doug Mainwaring's op-ed piece ("Why the name calling?" Aug. 10), I agree that the name calling is not appropriate and that there should be more civil ways to communicate disagreement and different views. But I do have two questions which may point out why I think the tea party is just another political group with their own selfish motives and not the good of our country. 1. Why is the deficit only President Barack Obama's fault? 2. Where is Mr. Mainwaring when the Republicans are calling President Obama and the Democrats names?
NEWS
December 18, 2005
On December 16, 2005, ROBERT J. KETTLE, beloved husband of Mary T. Kettle, stepfather of Mary Mulligan, Larry Mulligan, and John Mulligan, Sr., grandfather of Debbie Brooks, Shawn Mulligan and John Mulligan, Jr., and three great-grandchildren. Brother of Edward Kettle and Mary Jane Hoffman. Also survived several by nieces and nephews. Services private. Donation in his memory to Seasons Hospice, 7008 Security Blvd., Suite 300, Baltimore 21244. (nee Stehling), beloved wife of the late John J. Keys; devoted mother of John R. Keys; loving grandmother of Hunter, Logan, and Jessica Keys; dear sister of Robert Stehling and Audrey English.
FEATURES
By Rob Kasper | September 15, 1999
DURING THE Baltimore mayoral primary, I kept waiting to hear a candidate promise that, if elected, he would put a chicken in every barbecue kettle. Maybe I missed it, but nobody I heard ever mentioned chicken.Among the Demo- crats, Carl Stokes wanted to put brooms in residents' hands to clean up the city. Martin O'Malley wanted to put in a new policing policy, and Lawrence Bell wanted to put in a City-Hall hot line.Among the Republicans, David Tufaro wanted to cut property taxes, and Carl Adair wanted to keep the city from getting too crowded.
NEWS
By Ivan Penn and Ivan Penn,Sun Staff Writer | February 11, 1994
It's been voted "Baltimore's Best" for its shredded pork barbecue sauce. But to locals, Ma's Kettle in Savage is the place to go for talk."Hell is six inches of ice covering the land," waitress Metta Lash says to no one in particular.It's the kind of free-flowing talk that characterizes the old restaurant off Baltimore Street across from Savage Guilford Road."It's a slice of home in an otherwise inhuman world," says Pete Dykstra, a Crownsville resident who stops in at least twice a week."People talk to each other here," he said.
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By Ernest F. Imhoff and Ernest F. Imhoff,SUN STAFF | December 24, 1998
The national shortage of Salvation Army bell-ringers and red kettle-minders has washed right over LaVerne Schmidt.She stands in front of Cross Street Market, a 53-year-old grandmother of eight, 112 pounds of cheerful "Merry Christmases" from Armistead Gardens. Her children and her husband told her she wouldn't be able to stand on her feet eight hours a day, six days a week.But she does it. "Thank you, hon," she says to a woman who made the red kettle clang. "God bless you."She told her children she was going to try it, at $6.50 an hour.
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By Jean Marbella | December 19, 1991
Maybe it was the clanging of the golden bell rising above the usual background din of recorded Christmas carols and impatient traffic outside the Cross Street Market. Or perhaps it was that inner voice, that thing people used to call, in times of greater moral clarity, "your conscience."Something made them stop, backtrack a bit, juggle packages or children and remove their gloves in freezing temperatures to dig through a pocket or purse and send coins rattling or bills rustling into my red kettle.