Rocks Found on Beach Mysteriously Catch Fire in Woman's Pocket

By CECILIA VEGA

A California mother is recovering from second- and third-degree burns after colored rocks her family collected from a southern California beach unexpectedly caught fire while in her shorts pocket.

"We were talking about who was going to pick up the babysitter," Lyn Hiner said today on "Good Morning America." "And all of a sudden something hot on my leg just sort of started to bother me so I started thinking it was a bug bite, so I started slapping it and the next thing I know my pants were on fire."

The harmless-looking, green- and orange-colored rocks, which Hiner's daughters found Saturday on San Onofre State Beach in southern California, are now the subject of an intense scientific investigation.

Mothers Day

Well, I have to show these flowers off. My wife got them today for Mothers Day from our son and his wife in New York, Brad and Bernie. I have never seen such a LARGE arrangement. My wife was overwhelmed when she came out and saw them. In a later email, I was told that Brad picked them out.

I put the photograph on Facebook. Put another entry that the FAA had called, either wanted us to take them inside, or put a blinking red light on top of them.

Been married almost fifty years, I take great pleasure when my wife is happy. I am sure our Daughter Melissa and probably Granddaughter and perhaps Great Granddaughter will show up and make her day complete. I think it is great that we set aside one day to honor Mothers, they don't get the credit they deserve. 

I hope all Mothers are acknowledged tomorrow. I am sure that there are some who are all alone in the world. If you know of someone, take a moment to wish them a Happy Day. Let's all go to a nursing home and spend a little time with a lonely Mother.

Happy Mothers Day..

Jessie Maud Shannon Dooley

Jessie was my Mother, we lost her too soon. Life can be so busy, being a youth and being busy all the time, being in school and being busy all the time, then college, the Navy, married, and looking back, I really never had "quality time" with my Mom, I regret that.

My Mom bailed me out many a time. Dad would lay down the law, and Mom had her ways to circumvent those laws.  I guess I never really took his threats seriously, I knew Mom would intervene on my behalf.

She loved to have a good time with family and friends, she was a most gracious hostess, and she never met a stranger. Her happiest memories were when the whole family was at the dinner table, eating one of her home lovingly cooked meals.

I remember on one occasion, a friend of theirs from Columbus, Ohio drove over for a visit. With him, was Fred Taylor, the Ohio State basketball coach. Before they left, they had spent three hours talking, and Fred and Doctor Rose devoured most of a freshly baked apple pie she had made.

She was also a PK, a "preachers kid." Her Father was a minister in the old United Brethren Church and later became a Bishop. Mom and her sister Eva, and Brother Ora,  had many stories and memories of their early days.

Old Doctor Ed Werner, our neighbor, determined that Mom had high blood pressure. This was some sixty years ago. One recommendation, a shot of bourbon once a day. Mom had never tasted liquor. We had to disguise it in a large glass of juice to get her to take it. She only did it for a few days. I am not sure how we disposed of the bottle, she didn't want it thrown in the trash for anyone to see, I think we buried it out in the backyard.

She used a "cuss word" one time, that I know of. When Dad retired from practice, he went to work for Blue Shield, had an assistant, car and all. He used to travel around the state, attending local Medical Association Meetings,  "imploring" Doctors to NOT abuse health insurance. Mom used to ride with Dad on his trips. On one occasions, his assistant Nelson accompanied them and did the driving. During the drive, my Mom commented, "I've noticed there are not as many "bastards" on the road when Nelson drives." A rare outburst from my Mother.

She is buried next to my Father at the old Wilkins Corners Cemetery, a spot she has occupied since they married, many years ago, next to his side. I truly wish I had gotten to know her better. Happy Mother's Day, Mom.

Mother's Day

Mother's Day is a holiday in honour of mothers that is celebrated in countries throughout the world. 

In its modern form the day originated in the United States, where it is observed on the second Sunday  in May. 

Many other countries also celebrate the holiday on this date, while some mark the observance at other times of the year. During the Middle Ages the custom developed of allowing those who had moved away to visit their home parishes and their mothers on Laetare Sunday, the fourth Sunday of Lent. This became Mothering Sunday in Britain, where it continued into modern times, although it has largely been replaced by Mother's Day.

Anna Jarvis of Philadelphia, whose mother had organized women's groups to promote friendship and health, originated Mother's Day; on May 12, 1907, she held a memorial service at her late mother's church in Grafton, West Virginia. Within five years virtually every state was observing the day, and in 1914 President Woodrow Wilson made it a national holiday.