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Archive | July, 2012

Girl’s body exhumed in cold case

The homicide of 18-year-old Shannon Siders, of Newaygo, has never been solved.

The body of Shannon Siders, of Newaygo, was exhumed Thursday, in the hope that new advancements in forensic science will lead them to her killer.

Shannon, 18, was last seen on July 18, 1989. Her body was found on October 15, 1989 in a wooded area near M-82 and Thornapple Road in Brooks Township, Newaygo County. It was an area of the forest known as “the pit,” where young people hosted parties. An autopsy determined the manner of death to be homicide.

For the past 23 years, area detectives have continued to investigate the case, following up on hundreds of tips. Last year, a task force led by investigators from the Michigan State Police that includes the Newaygo County Sheriff Department, Newaygo City Police and Newaygo County Prosecutor Robert Springstead, began to focus on the cold case. They reviewed the nearly 2,000-page report and associated tips, and examined evidence collected by the original investigators.

They also consulted with forensic pathologist and forensic anthropologist on the case. With new advancements in forensic science and new information uncovered by the task force, a decision was made, after talking with Shannon’s family, to exhume her body. Investigators hope this will help them solve the case.

Detectives are asking anyone with information regarding the homicide of Shannon Siders to contact D/Sgt. Scott Rios of the Michigan State Police Hart Post-Newaygo Detachment at (231) 873-2171 ext. 222 or email him at RiosS@michigan.gov.

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Keep it sweet

When people are asked to mention some of the things that God calls us to do, people will often mention having a prayer life, reading the bible and loving our neighbor. These are some of the most well known commands God gives to His people. In the book of Proverbs we find another call, but it’s not as well known; it’s a call to eat honey. In chapter 24:13 it says: Eat honey, my son, for it is good; honey from the comb is sweet to your taste (NIV). It is somewhat of a puzzling proverb, but there are two aspects to it.

Pastor Jim practicing what he preaches and having fun with a water slide.

Pastor Jim practicing what he preaches and having fun with a water slide.

The first aspect is nutritional. Honey is good for us to eat. It boosts energy, builds up the immune system and can lower cholesterol. It also aids in restoring the body. Honey can prevent infection from things like cuts and burns in addition to soothing pain. In the Old Testament, the Promised Land was often referred to as the land flowing with milk and honey, which meant that it was a fertile land, and what it produced would be good for the people. On the one hand, God is calling us to eat things that are healthy for us. It’s a helpful reminder that we need to be good stewards of our bodies.

The second aspect of the proverb is about enjoyment. Notice that it says that we should eat honey because it is sweet to your taste. Never mind the nutritional and medicinal value of honey, we should eat it simply because it tastes good! Honey is enjoyable and pleasant and being able to experience that in our lives is also important. The second thing that God is saying here is that He wants us to enjoy our walk with Him. Often we work so hard and take things so seriously that we lose our sense of enjoyment of being in a relationship with our Maker. Sometimes Christians don’t smile enough. Yes, there is a sense of urgency attached to spreading the Gospel. Sometimes when we think about what goes on this world, we can’t help but cry; but we need to smile, too. There is a place for a Christian to bowl, dance, and even color their hair a wild color from time to time.

God wants us to take our relationship with Him seriously and to live according to the guidelines He has set forth in His Word. But don’t forget to have fun and enjoy your walk with Him, too!

Pastor Jim Alblas

Pioneer Christian Reformed Church

3110 17 Mile Road, Cedar Springs

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A fun and enjoyable day out with Tony Johnson at Hardy Dam.

Ken Mitz, Chris Powell, Russ Durst, Wayne & Dennis White, Ed McIntyre
and Tony & Brad Johnson

Congratulations to Wayne for the fine catch!

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Jacob John Grover

In Memory of
Jacob John Grover
who passed away July 30th 2004.
8 years ago.

You are deeply missed by wife, Riley Grover, family and friends.

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Ron Middleton

In Loving Memory of Ron Middleton

March 13, 1956 – July 30, 2005

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Linda K. Weaver

LINDA K. WEAVER

February 18, 1940 – July 5, 2012

Linda K. Weaver, age 72, of Vestaburg, passed away Thursday, July 5, 2012 at Mid Michigan Medical Center Gratiot in Alma. Linda was born February 18, 1940 in Kalamazoo to George and Doris (Durffie) Marsh. She married Cedric “Ced” Weaver in Cedar Springs in 1954 and they enjoyed 57 years together. She enjoyed flowers, gardening and watching wildlife at their home. She is survived by her husband Ced of Vestaburg, grandchildren Brandy, Marshall, Leatha, Steven, Naomi, several great grandchildren and a sister Kristine Marsh. Linda was preceded in death by her parents, son Carl Weaver, brothers Thomas, Steven and sisters Jean and Georgia May. A memorial service will be held at a later date.

Arrangements have been entrusted to the care of Lux and Schnepp Funeral Home, Riverdale. To view Linda’s obituary or to leave a condolence for the family please visit www.luxfuneralhomes.com

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Behind every beautiful thing

Ronnie McBrayer

By Ronnie McBrayer

More than 120 years ago this week, Vincent Van Gogh died of an apparent self-inflicted gunshot wound. In his short life, Van Gogh produced hundreds of watercolor paintings, sketches, and prints – some of which are the most valued in the world. Van Gogh’s posthumous success is a tremendous surprise, for his life was considered a disaster. He was an insufferable friend; his struggles with mental illness, depression, and alcoholism were well known; and he failed at a number of attempted careers.

One of those career choices was the Christian pastorate. “God has sent me to preach the Gospel to the poor,” Vincent wrote to his brother, so off he went to Amsterdam to enter the seminary, but Van Gogh failed the entrance exam. Undeterred, he entered a missionary school in Brussels. He flunked out.
Still resolute, he convinced the Dutch Reformed Church to appoint him as a missionary pastor to the coal miners in the village of Borinage. There he succeeded in his own way. Van Gogh gave away all his possessions to the miners. He lived like a beggar himself, barely surviving.

When the church authorities came to inspect his successful and growing ministry, they were appalled by him and his appearance. They removed him from his position because he “undermined the dignity of the priesthood.” Vincent never seemed to heal from this wound; a wound that played a role in him turning to the easel.

It was Van Gogh’s pictures—his interpretations of his surroundings—that he used to lead people to God. And he did so with all his rough edges and broken pieces; his fragmented mind and his constant illnesses; with his short, remarkable life; bringing the world priceless joy out of tremendous personal pain.

Bob Dylan sang, “Behind every beautiful thing there’s been some kind of pain.” Such is the case of tragic geniuses and such is life. Every journey is a mingled pathway of sorrow and rejoicing; of birth and death; of pain and joy; of difficulty and satisfaction. Some of it we understand and it makes sense; and a lot of it leaves us with the question marks of hopelessness.

But somehow there is joy behind the suffering, and resourcefulness behind the aching. There is purpose behind the rejection, and in one way or another, there is a future behind the knockbacks that life deals. Truly, the pain can lead to something extraordinarily beautiful.

Ronnie McBrayer is a syndicated columnist, speaker, and author of multiple books. You can read more and receive regular e-columns in your inbox at www.ronniemcbrayer.net.

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From the Publisher

I want to thank everyone in Cedar Springs for 24 great years of publishing The Cedar Springs Post. Thank you to those of you who read us and to those of you who support us with your advertising dollars. (The only advertising I like!)

Why is the Post such a great little newspaper? It’s because I learned long ago that it is not my paper, it is your newspaper. I always joke, “I don’t run The Post, the Post runs me!” Or, “I’m not the boss, the community is my boss!”
The Post reflects the personality of the people living here in Cedar Springs like no other newspaper. It’s dependable, informative, accurate and even entertaining because of Judy Reed, our editor. Judy is crazy dedicated. Although there is therapy for that, we can’t cover it. Sorry Judy. The Post has a real sense of style. It always looks so great because of our graphic artist Belinda Sanderson. She’s the best.

At the Post, we begin each week facing blank pages waiting to be filled with the stories of us. The stories of tragedy, of accomplishment, of growth and of loss. The stories about the people of Cedar Springs. It’s our own history that magically, appears in print – with photos! Twenty-four years, fifty-two issues a year. That’s a lot of history – and a lot of work!

What would Cedar Springs be like without the Cedar Springs Post? Would we have our Kent Theatre? What about our library? Who would run free lost and found animal ads? Where would we look to find our local candidates? The Post brings thousands and thousands of people together on one page, so to speak. It’s what gives us our voice, our goals and our sense of community.

But, in reality, nothing is free (except kittens). So a very heart-felt “thank you” goes out to the business community that has not turned away from the local newspaper. Businesses that want to help build this community while building their business. They keep the Post on the newsstands and in your hands. (We are not government funded or use taxpayer dollars in any way and survive only on local advertising.)

The business supporters found on the pages of The Cedar Springs Post are critical for the survival of a hometown newspaper. They pay the staff, printing fees and the bills. We cannot forget that The Post would not exist if it were not for them.

Thank you Cedar Springs
Happy Birthday Cedar Springs Post!

Lois Allen, Publisher
The Cedar Springs Post

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Roger on Main Street

roger on main streetEverybody talks about it

We sure got weather from Mother Nature last week. A week ago our shoes were melting and grass was burned to a crisp. Then, believe it or not, we got rain off and on for a few days. The farmers in Iowa would sell their kids for rain.
After a nice day in the 50s, we were back into the 90s. We’re not out of the woods yet. We still have more summer ahead of us, and, according to climate experts, a warm fall. We’re still very short of rain. It may come but may not.
Drinking lots of water and staying inside with A/C fends off personal discomfort but doesn’t stop worries about the nation’s crops. Come fall, those tall house plants people set in living room corners may be the only corn left alive.

Smart

If lawyers can be debarred and clergymen defrocked, doesn’t it follow that laundry workers could decrease, eventually even becoming depressed and depleted? Bed makers could be debunked, baseball players debased, landscapers deflowered, bulldozer operators degraded. Software engineers, of course, could be detested, and even music composers eventually decompose.

Pretty smart

Selling at an auction was halted when the auctioneer announced,
“Someone in the room has lost his wallet containing $2,000. He is offering a reward of $500 for its immediate return.” After a moment of silence, there was a call from the back of the room, “$550.”

Not so smart

A friend reports: I saw a lady at work today inserting a credit card into her PC disk slot and pulling it out quickly. I asked what she was doing. She said she was shopping on the Internet and they asked for a credit card number, so she was using her computer’s ATM thingy.

Blonde

A young ventriloquist is touring the clubs. One night he’s doing a show in a small town in Arkansas. With his dummy on his knee, he’s going through his usual dumb blonde jokes when a blonde woman in the fourth row stands on her chair and starts shouting:

“I’ve heard enough of your stupid blonde jokes. What does the color of a person’s hair have to do with her worth as a human being? It’s guys like you who keep women like me from being respected at work and in the community. You and your kind perpetuate discrimination against not only blondes but women in general, and all in the name of so-called humor!”

The ventriloquist is embarrassed and begins to apologize when the blonde yells, ”You stay out of this, mister! I’m talking to that little jerk on your knee!”

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Joke of the Week

Missing husband

Carl was in trouble. He forgot his wedding anniversary. His wife was really angry. She told him, “Tomorrow morning, I expect to find a gift in the driveway that goes from 0 to 200 in less than 10 seconds, AND IT BETTER BE THERE!”

The next morning Carl got up early and left for work. When his wife woke up she looked out the window and sure enough there was a gift-wrapped box in the middle of the driveway. Confused, the wife put on her robe and ran out to the driveway, and brought the box back in the house.

She opened it and found a brand new bathroom scale.

Carl has been missing since Friday. Please pray for him.

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