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Columns

  • I challenge you, Williston

    My first intention was to write an editorial – an opinion from the newspaper's standpoint. I then realized the topic is too personal and I couldn't do it justice in a newspaper editorial.

    That's when I decided to make it my opinion – just mine – that of Carolyn Ten Broeck.

    It's not one of my typical "Slice of Life" pieces about my rather atypical life.

    This is cut and dried and to the point. And it's personal. Deeply personal.

  • What's in a name?

    The editor of my first newspaper had been an assistant editor for over 34 years by the time I entered her newsroom.

    Over the course of the four years I worked under her as a reporter, I learned many, many things about life in a small town weekly newspaper. Perhaps the most singlehanded important tidbit has proven tried and true for almost 30 years: don’t get the name wrong.

    “People will forgive you for errors,” she told me, “but it’s hard for them to forgive you when you mess up their name.”

  • Much ado about sleep

    When I tell you I don’t sleep, I am not bragging. Nor am I complaining. I’m just stating a fact. And perhaps looking for some sympathy or justification on why I look so bad.

    I once was a sleeper.

    Decades ago, I could sleep until noon or later any given day of the week. Of course, that was when I really was a night owl and wasn’t getting into bed until the wee hours of the morning.

    That’s all changed now. I can go to sleep at 3 a.m. and in two to three hours, I am wide-eyed and ready to start my day.

  • Harvey Weinstein and me

    When the first accusation against movie producer Harvey Weinstein came out, I wasn't too shocked.

    Most of us have grown up with the stereotyped "casting couch" portrayal of Hollywood.

    Over the years, usually after some bigwig mogul has died, we hear the tales but then it's too late to confront the alleged abuser.

    Bill Cosby has been an exception to that rule. And now Harvey Weinstein.

  • Williston, Fla.

    I’m Thomas Griffin and I moved my small business to Williston about six months ago.

    I recently attended a meeting on planning the future of Williston. I have also spent some time with numerous small companies in the region and learned this greater area has a very distinct affiliation with craftmanship and heritage.

  • The Pioneer Woman

    I’m accustomed to power outages.

    In February 1985 while living in the Kentucky mountains, a freak storm dumped 18 inches of snow in a short time and paralyzed the entire region.

    Not only was driving a risk, I was a young mother with a two-year-old, a two-month-old baby and no electricity.

    Our house was drafty on a good day and with an infant, I had to evacuate my home in order to keep the babies warm.

  • The hair evolution

    What is it with women and their hair?

    Good hair days, bad hair days. We seem to be ruled by the shape, cut and color of our hair.

    The female friends I have who aren't concerned about their hair have done the thing that makes the most sense – they've cropped it close to their heads leaving no question about whether it's a good hair day or not. Every day is the same.

    I wish I were one of those women who didn't worry about their hair. But I'm not.

  • It was always Vanessa

    I was 9 when my older brother, Eugene, married Vanessa; 10 when they made me an aunt with the birth of David and almost 19 when they divorced – now the parents of three sons.

    It was a hard divorce for me even though I was away at college.

  • Piper turns one; Andi's a winner

    Birthdays have always been a really big deal in my family.

    Growing up poor, there weren't parties and decorations. Instead my mother always made our favorite dinner and a homemade cake – whatever we wanted.

    When I had children of my own, I was financially better off so there were parties, decorations, cakes, presents. I tried to make each birthday as special as possible because my children are special – and it's their day to celebrate just how extraordinary they are.

  • Confessions of a shoe-aholic

    Next to bacon and coffee, shoes have to be my favorite tangible things in this life, because no matter matter how many doughnuts, Reese's Cups and pounds of bacon I consume, my feet remain virtually unchanged.

    I wear a 7 1/2 – and I have since high school. Occasionally now I'll buy an 8 though if the shoe doesn't come in my size and I just have to have it. It also helps with the swelling after a long 14-hour day.