Canonsburg, Pa. the place with the richest of histories.

Canonsburg, Pa. has not received enough credit for accepting various ethnic backgrounds as it should have been, in all actuality, appreciated more. Our little town has celebrated Italian, Greek, African-American, Polish, Russian, Jewish and many more races and religions throughout the years. Our backgrounds may vary but our culture is one. You may even have heard or enjoyed the talent of Bobby Vinton, dubbed “The Polish King,” Perry Como the Italian crooner, Bobby Shawn, The Donnybrooks, The Four Townsmen, and other well-known entertainers. Our people make people smile.

For any race in our hometown, freedom and peace didn’t come easy. In this case, I came across an interesting article that explains how Italians suffered just for being who they were just as other backgrounds did. And yes, there were not only black slaves in America but Irish as well and every other race had it’s turn; not to mention how the Chinese worked on railroads and were known to serve others with their laundry businesses. Here is an interesting article from CNN:

Our (not-yet) President at the time became known for uttering a negative statement about the Italian lynchings that had happened. He is quoted as saying that it was “a rather good thing.” And just think, he still became President.

What we need to realize is that today, in 2020, we are all mixed with something in some kind of way. Only Jesus was pure. He was of the Type “G” seed. (God the Father.) He was pure and hadn’t inherited any sinful ‘seed’ from His carrier, (Mary’s blood-line) or His earthly father Joseph. His Blood protected Mary. She was a blessing to God and God was a blessing to her. She deserves adoration. Even the angels called Him while describing Jesus as “That Holy thing.”

Luk 1:35  And the angel answered and said unto her, The Holy Ghost shall come upon thee, and the power of the Highest shall overshadow thee: therefore also that holy thing which shall be born of thee shall be called the Son of God.

I myself had an Italian grandmother, Grandma Kelso we called her as that was her last name. She was beautiful and kind with a long black pony tail going down her back. Don’t judge me on the texture of my hair or the size of my lips. That’s our problem, we have to stop judging people by the outside. Even God told the Prophet Samuel when he first saw little David, “Don’t judge him because I do not look on the outside but I look upon the heart.”

1Sa 16:7  But the LORD said unto Samuel, Look not on his countenance, or on the height of his stature; because I have refused him: for the LORD seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the LORD looketh on the heart.

I ask you today, look at the heart of Canonsburg, you will see only Love. So if you ever take a nice ride through our little town, think of the blood, sweat and tears that were shed to build it up to what it is now. Think of the integrity and togetherness that was required to make it beautiful. It is a place that may have people with problems as the entire world experiences, but we don’t have areas with problems. We are the Apple of God’s Eye, one that is not bruised. We shine, are proud and God-fearing people. Prayer keeps our town attractive. We don’t “appear” to be praying people, we really pray. We sit down and reason together when a problem occurs. Even those who have moved away throughout the years, still gather even if only in heart or via the blessings of the internet. I commend the leadership of Canonsburg for all that they have done to make it even better as the years go on. It is being cared for by seen and unseen voices who care. Everyone has a history and our town, is getting better and better, year by year. I know that there are some who may have been able to write this better but, this is what is on MY heart. I’m not a writing genius, just an appreciative child of a blessed town.

And yes, sometimes we may disagree but never to the point of burning down our own buildings or putting our people in harm’s way over bitterness or misunderstanding. We are one, and for that, we are thankful.

Rev. Esther R. “Essie” Scott


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