The shooting that occurred last night near the Exxon Station at Vine St & Rt 13, just outside PRMC, is allegedly a drug deal gone bad. The victim of the shooting was shot in the abdomen and once in the thigh, both bullets went clear through, one bullet was found lying on the ground next to the victim. According to our sources the victim is well known by local authorities as an alleged drug dealer and the suspect was identified by the victim. The victim gave the street name of the suspect to the police. The police recognized this name immediately. It should be known that both the victim and the suspect have very long list of priors.
Names are being withheld until further notice from law enforcement agencies.
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Saturday, December 27, 2008
What's Up With The Daily Times?
After several e-mail messages tipping me off about the Daily Times today, I took a stroll over to their Website and couldn't believe my eyes. Today's paper is mostly old Salisbury News. I mean, right down to the old barns and so forth.
Oh well, it just goes to show you Folks, you can get all of your local news right here for free and not have to pay that rag any more. These people have no pride whatsoever. Isn't it funny how all of a sudden out of nowhere they did an article about the Homeless from Elkton, yet they said NOTHING at all about the Mayor and Police Chief taking every ones belongings here in Salisbury. This is what I mean by them covering up stories Folks.
Once again I'll remind everyone that I frequently get calls from employees at the Daily Times asking me what the connection is when people call them the Tilghman Times. Being that I know they're reading this article, DO YOU GET IT NOW?
The Daily Times only tells you what's already out there. Very Rarely do you get the luxury of ANY investigative reporting from that Newspaper, because they're so afraid the mad woman from the GOB will come in there again screaming and yelling, cursing like a sailor and tell them what they can or can't say or do.
So look around Folks. ALL of your Main Stream Media on the Eastern Shore are coming to Salisbury News and taking stories from us on a daily basis, never having to leave their building. I'd say it's time to drop that subscription.
Oh well, it just goes to show you Folks, you can get all of your local news right here for free and not have to pay that rag any more. These people have no pride whatsoever. Isn't it funny how all of a sudden out of nowhere they did an article about the Homeless from Elkton, yet they said NOTHING at all about the Mayor and Police Chief taking every ones belongings here in Salisbury. This is what I mean by them covering up stories Folks.
Once again I'll remind everyone that I frequently get calls from employees at the Daily Times asking me what the connection is when people call them the Tilghman Times. Being that I know they're reading this article, DO YOU GET IT NOW?
The Daily Times only tells you what's already out there. Very Rarely do you get the luxury of ANY investigative reporting from that Newspaper, because they're so afraid the mad woman from the GOB will come in there again screaming and yelling, cursing like a sailor and tell them what they can or can't say or do.
So look around Folks. ALL of your Main Stream Media on the Eastern Shore are coming to Salisbury News and taking stories from us on a daily basis, never having to leave their building. I'd say it's time to drop that subscription.
Twas The Day After Christmas
Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house,
Every creature was hurtin', even the mouse.
The toys were all broken, their batteries dead;
Santa passed out, with some ice on his head.
Wrapping and ribbons just covered the floor, while
Upstairs the family continued to snore.
And I in my T-shirt, new Reeboks and jeans,
I went into the kitchen and started to clean.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the sink to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the curtains, and threw up the sash.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a little white truck, with an oversized mirror.
The driver was smiling, so lively and grand;
The patch on his jacket said "U.S. POSTMAN."
With a handful of bills, he grinned like a fox
Then quickly he stuffed them into our mailbox.
Bill after bill, after bill, they still came.
Whistling and shouting he called them by name
"Now Dillard's, now Broadway's, now Penny's and Sears
Here's Robinson's, Levitz's and Target and Mervyn's.
To the tip of your limit, every store, every mall,
Now charge away--charge away--charge away all!"
He whooped and he whistled as he finished his work.
He filled up the box, and then turned with a jerk.
He sprang to his truck and he drove down the road,
Driving much faster with just half a load.
Then I heard him exclaim with great holiday cheer,
"Enjoy what you got. . . . . .you'll be paying all year!"
Every creature was hurtin', even the mouse.
The toys were all broken, their batteries dead;
Santa passed out, with some ice on his head.
Wrapping and ribbons just covered the floor, while
Upstairs the family continued to snore.
And I in my T-shirt, new Reeboks and jeans,
I went into the kitchen and started to clean.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the sink to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the curtains, and threw up the sash.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a little white truck, with an oversized mirror.
The driver was smiling, so lively and grand;
The patch on his jacket said "U.S. POSTMAN."
With a handful of bills, he grinned like a fox
Then quickly he stuffed them into our mailbox.
Bill after bill, after bill, they still came.
Whistling and shouting he called them by name
"Now Dillard's, now Broadway's, now Penny's and Sears
Here's Robinson's, Levitz's and Target and Mervyn's.
To the tip of your limit, every store, every mall,
Now charge away--charge away--charge away all!"
He whooped and he whistled as he finished his work.
He filled up the box, and then turned with a jerk.
He sprang to his truck and he drove down the road,
Driving much faster with just half a load.
Then I heard him exclaim with great holiday cheer,
"Enjoy what you got. . . . . .you'll be paying all year!"
HISTORICAL MOMENTS BY GEORGE CHEVALLIER
Salisbury’s Methodist Churches
No history of Methodism in Salisbury is complete without the history of both Asbury and Trinity Churches.
Asbury was built first in 1801. This was called the “red meeting house”. A new white frame, green shuttered church was built in 1856 and outgrown by 1886. In 1872 it had been named Asbury United Methodist Church in honor of Bishop Francis Asbury, who had visited the congregation in 1805 and again in 1810. All structures have been built at the same location which is on the East side of Division Street near Broad Street.
The congregation of Trinity Methodist Church was formally organized in 1866. The secretary of this organization was Nannie Rider, who later became the wife of Elihu E. Jackson. They married in 1869 in the small chapel on what was once was the corner of Bond and Old Water Streets, where the present government office building now stands. This structure was destroyed by fire in 1884. They worshipped in the courthouse until they built a new a new church in 1886.
When Asbury built their stone church in 1886, the building committee consisted of William H. Jackson, T. H. Williams, James T. Truitt and James E. Ellegood. William H. Jackson told them if they built it out of stone he would pay for any shortfall in their building fund. This is the building that stands today, but is occupied by Faith Community Church. A new Asbury was built on Camden Avenue and has been in use since 1963.
Back to Trinity. When the church burned in 1884, they built a new church but outgrew it by 1904. Since Nannie Rider had married E.E. Jackson and he had made not only quite a name for himself but a considerable fortune, he completely paid for the building of a new church in that year. The members of Trinity continue to worship in that building to this day.
The speculation is that the wife of E. E. Jackson and the wife of William H. Jackson didn’t see eye to eye. W. H. Jackson was a leader in Asbury. The new Trinity Church was built across Division Street from Asbury.
No history of Methodism in Salisbury is complete without the history of both Asbury and Trinity Churches.
Asbury was built first in 1801. This was called the “red meeting house”. A new white frame, green shuttered church was built in 1856 and outgrown by 1886. In 1872 it had been named Asbury United Methodist Church in honor of Bishop Francis Asbury, who had visited the congregation in 1805 and again in 1810. All structures have been built at the same location which is on the East side of Division Street near Broad Street.
The congregation of Trinity Methodist Church was formally organized in 1866. The secretary of this organization was Nannie Rider, who later became the wife of Elihu E. Jackson. They married in 1869 in the small chapel on what was once was the corner of Bond and Old Water Streets, where the present government office building now stands. This structure was destroyed by fire in 1884. They worshipped in the courthouse until they built a new a new church in 1886.
When Asbury built their stone church in 1886, the building committee consisted of William H. Jackson, T. H. Williams, James T. Truitt and James E. Ellegood. William H. Jackson told them if they built it out of stone he would pay for any shortfall in their building fund. This is the building that stands today, but is occupied by Faith Community Church. A new Asbury was built on Camden Avenue and has been in use since 1963.
Back to Trinity. When the church burned in 1884, they built a new church but outgrew it by 1904. Since Nannie Rider had married E.E. Jackson and he had made not only quite a name for himself but a considerable fortune, he completely paid for the building of a new church in that year. The members of Trinity continue to worship in that building to this day.
The speculation is that the wife of E. E. Jackson and the wife of William H. Jackson didn’t see eye to eye. W. H. Jackson was a leader in Asbury. The new Trinity Church was built across Division Street from Asbury.
Deals, Deals, Deals!
So the big question of the day is, did YOU go out shopping yesterday, (the day after Christmas) and take advantage of the so called great deals out there?
I have to be honest with you, my Wife and I did stop at Sam's Club Friday and bought just a few small items. We walked out of there with $140.00 worth of items for about $50.00. I had been watching those monstrous ornaments in Sam's, you know, the ones that are so big you think, there's no way that's going to fit on a tree, so what the hell are they worth? There's two to a box and they're ALL the same. It's not like there's 10 or 20 of them to spread around a tree in the yard. Plus, they were about $29.00 a box. They dropped down to about $12.00 or so but just as I had thought, they were still loaded with them and no one had any of them in their carts when I looked around.
We then drove over to Target to look at the ornaments and walked out of there empty handed. Next we hit Michael's and spent $7.00 and that was it. A man can only take so much of that pansy kind of shopping but I do enjoy one on one time with my Wife and it's rare we get the opportunity to bark at one and other over stupid looking ornaments.
You know how it is guys. While we THINK these things are stupid and ugly, the Wife goes and decorates the tree year after year and you look at it and say, WOW, that darned thing looks pretty nice. Insert foot in mouth.
So tell us what you did on Friday. This should get real interesting. Hopefully everyone sees the HUMOR in this article.
I have to be honest with you, my Wife and I did stop at Sam's Club Friday and bought just a few small items. We walked out of there with $140.00 worth of items for about $50.00. I had been watching those monstrous ornaments in Sam's, you know, the ones that are so big you think, there's no way that's going to fit on a tree, so what the hell are they worth? There's two to a box and they're ALL the same. It's not like there's 10 or 20 of them to spread around a tree in the yard. Plus, they were about $29.00 a box. They dropped down to about $12.00 or so but just as I had thought, they were still loaded with them and no one had any of them in their carts when I looked around.
We then drove over to Target to look at the ornaments and walked out of there empty handed. Next we hit Michael's and spent $7.00 and that was it. A man can only take so much of that pansy kind of shopping but I do enjoy one on one time with my Wife and it's rare we get the opportunity to bark at one and other over stupid looking ornaments.
You know how it is guys. While we THINK these things are stupid and ugly, the Wife goes and decorates the tree year after year and you look at it and say, WOW, that darned thing looks pretty nice. Insert foot in mouth.
So tell us what you did on Friday. This should get real interesting. Hopefully everyone sees the HUMOR in this article.
Pittsville, Maryland To Outlaw Skateboards
This Comment came in from THIS ARTICLE from Salisbury News and I thought it worthy of a Post...........
Daily Times Article
"Pittsville Commissioners pass skateboarding ordinance
By Earl Holland • Staff Writer • December 17, 2008
PITTSVILLE -- Town residents who skateboard will now be limited to private property and away from streets and sidewalks.
The Pittsville Commissioners passed a new town skateboarding ordinance by a majority vote of 3-1, with one person abstaining.
The law, which prohibits the use of skateboards on town streets and sidewalks, went into effect at the start of the business day Tuesday morning. Anyone caught in violation of the ordinance could be subject to confiscation of the board and the possible issuance of a municipal citation and a fine.
At last month's meeting, the town voted to move the proposed ordinance from first reading to a second reading, consisting of a public hearing and final vote.
Commission President Denver Moore said the intent of the ordinance was to curb concerns over harassment by skaters of residents as well as safety of skateboarders.
"Some children would not show the proper respect to people when they were asked not to skate on their property or to move out of the way on the streets," he said. "No one wants to see a child on a skateboard getting struck by a car and killed."
Moore, along with Commissioners Ted Farlow and George Whited, voted in favor of the ordinance, with Commissioner Lucille Jones voting against. Commissioner Wayne Knapp abstained from the vote.
Jones said she voted against the ordinance on the grounds that the mandate would be tough to implement.
"Who's going to enforce it and who's going to determine fines?" she said.
In addition to the worries about enforcement, Jones said the ordinance unfairly penalizes those who have been courteous and have adhered to the rules.
"I don't see any reason to punish all of the children because of the actions of a few," she said. "Not all of the children who skateboard are bad ones."
"THE GODS HAVE SPOKEN"
I've lived here all my life, and I would like to know how these assholes get into office, they're not elected by any election procedure that I know of! Why is there always at least one ranking Fireman always on the team?
Native Son"
Daily Times Article
"Pittsville Commissioners pass skateboarding ordinance
By Earl Holland • Staff Writer • December 17, 2008
PITTSVILLE -- Town residents who skateboard will now be limited to private property and away from streets and sidewalks.
The Pittsville Commissioners passed a new town skateboarding ordinance by a majority vote of 3-1, with one person abstaining.
The law, which prohibits the use of skateboards on town streets and sidewalks, went into effect at the start of the business day Tuesday morning. Anyone caught in violation of the ordinance could be subject to confiscation of the board and the possible issuance of a municipal citation and a fine.
At last month's meeting, the town voted to move the proposed ordinance from first reading to a second reading, consisting of a public hearing and final vote.
Commission President Denver Moore said the intent of the ordinance was to curb concerns over harassment by skaters of residents as well as safety of skateboarders.
"Some children would not show the proper respect to people when they were asked not to skate on their property or to move out of the way on the streets," he said. "No one wants to see a child on a skateboard getting struck by a car and killed."
Moore, along with Commissioners Ted Farlow and George Whited, voted in favor of the ordinance, with Commissioner Lucille Jones voting against. Commissioner Wayne Knapp abstained from the vote.
Jones said she voted against the ordinance on the grounds that the mandate would be tough to implement.
"Who's going to enforce it and who's going to determine fines?" she said.
In addition to the worries about enforcement, Jones said the ordinance unfairly penalizes those who have been courteous and have adhered to the rules.
"I don't see any reason to punish all of the children because of the actions of a few," she said. "Not all of the children who skateboard are bad ones."
"THE GODS HAVE SPOKEN"
I've lived here all my life, and I would like to know how these assholes get into office, they're not elected by any election procedure that I know of! Why is there always at least one ranking Fireman always on the team?
Native Son"
The Most Beautiful Heart
One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.
A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.
Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges.. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.
The people stared "How can he say his heart is more beautiful?" they thought.
The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."
"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared."
"Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges - giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"
The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks.
He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.
The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his.
They embraced and walked away side by side.
A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.
Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges.. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.
The people stared "How can he say his heart is more beautiful?" they thought.
The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."
"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared."
"Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges - giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"
The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks.
He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.
The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his.
They embraced and walked away side by side.
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