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Columns

  • Still waiting for my Polaris submarine

    By WILLIAM SNOWDEN

    It was, I suppose, my first experience with a rip-off.
    This ad for Polaris nuclear submarines ran in the back of comic books when I was a kid, and I just had to have one. Just had to have it.
    “It’s a rip off,” my father warned. “It’s just a cardboard box.”
    Obviously, the man could not see the incredible picture! Obviously, he could not read the incredible ad copy!
    I pointed to the picture – I read from the copy.

  • Volunteer for Big Bend Hospice

    By SHARON DAVIDSON
    of Big Bend Hospice

    Big Bend Hospice has excellent volunteer opportunities that will enable you to engage in meaningful and tangible results for the new year. When most people are asked if they’d like to become a hospice volunteer, they immediately think of sitting by a person’s beside who is actively dying. Nothing could be further from the truth.

  • What Christmas is about

    By DARIS HOWARD

    My son Scott has always wanted to serve his community and his country, but he didn’t see the military as an option for himself.
    So when he learned that the local sheriff’s department was looking for some reserve deputies to help when needed, he decided that might be his opportunity.
    After weeks of intensive training, the day of graduation finally came. It wasn’t long before he was going on patrols with the regular deputies and helping where he could.

  • Getting into the Christmas spirit

    By ERIN HILL

    If I could move anywhere in Florida-whithout having to worry about things like having to find and to buy or rent a home that I could afford - I’m pretty sure I would chose to live in St. Marks.
    For some reason St. Marks reminds me of a fictional town in a Hallmark movie, especially during the holidays.
    Last Friday evening I had the pleasure of going to the St. Marks golf cart Christmas parade for the first time.

  • ‘Elf the Musical Jr. ’ was a great time

    By KRYSTAL SHEPPARD

    The holiday season is my favorite time of year.
    I love all the sparkles and glitter, all the lights and cheer, and especially the hot cocoa!
    This past weekend my daughters and I went on a Christmas adventure, trying to drink as much cocoa and fit in as many Christmas activities as we could.
    One thing we attended was the Wakulla High School’s performance of “Elf Jr., The Musical.”

  • Don’t worry – I fixed it with duct tape

    By WILLIAM SNOWDEN

    A few weeks ago, my wife decided to have our furnace checked out, what with the approaching cold weather.
    She’s practical like that.
    She was alarmed by the heater guy’s verdict that we needed to replace it. Not because of the cost – though that was certainly hair-raising – she was alarmed  because the ductwork was rusted out and potentially spewing poisonous carbon monoxide into the house.
    “Oh yeah,” I said. “I knew that.”
    “How did you know that?”

  • Don’t forget to tip the housekeepers

    By ERIN HILL

    I n high school and college I worked as a housekeeper – not really a housekeeper, more of hotel/motel room keeper.
    When I was a junior in high school I worked  at the El Governor Motel in Mexico Beach.
    In the past when I had job interviews, some of the interviewers would ask what was my favorite former job and why.
     I always responded El Governor. Why?

  • Don’t forget to tip the housekeepers

    By ERIN HILL

    I n high school and college I worked as a housekeeper – not really a housekeeper, more of hotel/motel room keeper.
    When I was a junior in high school I worked  at the El Governor Motel in Mexico Beach.
    In the past when I had job interviews, some of the interviewers would ask what was my favorite former job and why.
     I always responded El Governor. Why?

  • I’m a grandpa again!

    By WILLIAM SNOWDEN

    Last Monday, while working away feverishly to meet early deadline for the Thanksgiving paper, I got a text just after 3 p.m. that said, “Ahh he’s here.”  
    He is my grandson, Baker Mills. Here is the world.
    He is my second grandchild.
    He was 8 pounds, 3 ounces, and 20.5 inches.
    After finishing the week’s paper, I dashed up to the hospital and the neo-natal unit to check out the newest family member.

  • Why do I remember useless things?

    By ERIN HILL

    Ihave a terrible short term memory. However, my long term is remarkable. I’m exagerating when I say it’s remarkable, but it does amaze me sometimes.
    For instance, I can remember what I wore on my first day of high school. Then again, that could be normal. I can even remember what I wore the first day of middle, down to the black nail polish I snuck and put on – I wasn’t allowed to wear any form of makeup until I was 16.