The Bradford Era

During a family gathering a few years ago, my son-in-law’s eyes spotted an old Christmas card attached to the side of my cluttered refrigerator. How h...

As we walked through the patchy snow to Uncle Lawrence’s sugar shack in the woods behind his house, the pungent smell of smoke greeted us as we drew n...

Over the past 15 years, wounded veterans from all branches of the military have been invited to hunt, fish and find healing at the LEEK Hunting and Mo...

When my daughter asked me if I could remember the first article I wrote for the newspaper, I honestly could not. But I do recall one of the first poli...

As I stepped out on the back deck to refill the bird feeders on a cool morning, as if on cue, a deer started snorting loudly and furiously from its sh...

kdsager@bradfordera.com Two local drug and alcohol treatment centers were recently recognized as among America’s best addiction treatment centers in 2...

A day or two after a unique, historic home at 115 Kennedy Street in Bradford was torn down this summer, I happened to mention its demolition to a frie...

The Honor Flight luncheon was much as it had been last year, with veterans acknowledging their thankfulness for the event, until one Korean veteran st...

The morning boasted spring-like temperatures Monday when I pulled into the drive-through at a fast food restaurant in town, grateful the absolutely ri...