It was standing room only at last week's Sandusky Planning Commission meeting.
Congregation members from the Sandusky Community Church of the Nazarene came to show their support of an application for a zoning change at the former I.A.B. Club property that would allow their church to operate there.
Though there were dozens of people standing in the back of the room, seats in the front row were slow to fill up.
"What is this, church? No one wants to sit in front," observed one audience member.
Coleman's advice comes close to home
Perkins Township trustee Tim Coleman got some unsolicited public advice on saving taxpayer funds last week from a citizen he knows well -- his son.
Aaron Coleman, the trustee's son, is a Marine who has served tours of duty in Iraq.
He was back in town last week and showed up at a trustee meeting to suggest that instead of buying new cruisers for the Perkins Police Department, trustees could put reconditioned engines in old ones. Trustees said they'd think about it.
Tim Coleman said Aaron didn't run the idea by Dad first.
"I didn't even know he was going to come tonight," he said.
-- Tom Jackson
New parks director's wife has funnybone, too
When the Erie MetroParks board hired Steven Dice as the park system's new director, they mentioned that Dice has a great sense of humor.
It seems Dice's wife has a pretty good sense of humor, too.
Kathie Dice is a stand-up comedian who often performs in the Cleveland area. Her schedule and a sample of her performances are available at her Web site, kathiedice.com.
The Dices have been married for more than 30 years, and their life together apparently supplies much of Mrs. Dice's humor.
She also tells jokes about her other job as a hairdresser. Women expect too much, she complains, they expect the "hairy godmother."
She's also written a play, "I'm Just Me...Mary" a comedy about the Virgin Mary that she performs at churches.
-- Tom Jackson
A new kind of jaywalking
After 23 years, I know the importance of the white cross walk at the intersections of city streets.
I do admit I'm occasionally guilty of dashing across a street because I'm too lazy to walk to the cross walk on the corner.
But on Friday, I think I saw a new form of jay walking.
While driving north on Columbus Avenue, I was shocked when I saw a boy walking down the center of the street in between the two yellow lines.
Needless to say, my heart skipped a beat and I wasn't sure what to do.
As I slowed down to a crawl, the boy strolled by my car and waited for the next car to pass.
I just hope the boy sticks to the cross walks next time.
I don't think I could take another surprise like that again.