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Columns

  • Enchanted

    By Susan Howell

  • A reason, a season, a lifetime

     The year was 2008. Tom had just moved to Florida, we were living in a duplex in Chiefland and the time was right to start looking for a house.

    We both worked in Chiefland but Harriett Downs’ ad on the back of the Williston Pioneer spoke to us one week when the right house at the right price said, “Call.”

  • Filty rich and lovin' it

    By the time you read this, I will not be a millionaire. I did not win the Powerball–again.
    But then again, I never bought a ticket. This time or ever.
    I know. I know. You can’t win if you don’t play. It never occurs to me to buy a ticket–not even when the jackpot is half a billion dollars.
    What does occur to me is how I would spend that money. I daydream about it. Often.
    A few minutes ago while I was on break, I drifted off into that place where life is idyllic, I’m a size 10 and I am the Powerball winner.

  • I didn't even know I had a bucket list

    Let’s face it. I’m not a spring chicken.
    I have three adult children, two of whom have solid careers while the other is finishing his senior year of college.
    I don’t have grandchildren, but I’m definitely old enough to have a passel. I could even have a couple who could be as old as 12. But remember, I don’t.
    I’m not fit and thin and my eyebrows spotted gray two years before I found my first one in my head this past January.
    Indeed, I am old.

  • Embrace the change

    Over 132 years ago when Williston residents needed a news source, someone stepped up to the printing press and rolled off the first edition of what would one day become the Williston Pioneer.
    Through the years, the paper that was founded as the Levy County Times has undergone many changes: owners, editors, names, staff and sizes.
    But what hasn’t changed in 132 years is the newspaper’s position that it will be the best news source for Williston and the surrounding area.

  • The critic I always wanted to be

    When best friend Denise and I hit the road, misadventure is sure to follow.
    Now that 500 miles separate us, those road trips are rarer but they’re still something to bank on.
    These days, the misadventures tend to be more with my husband and though I am loathe to admit it, it seems the common denominator is none other than me.
    Our recent weeklong trip–about 1,800 miles–through Georgia, South Carolina,  North Carolina, Tennessee, Virginia and at last, Kentucky was again fraught with misadventure, albeit minor ones.

  • You never forget your first

     His name was Harry and he was nine years older than me but that’s not important.

  • 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.

  • Holes left by the Cat Herder

    Have you ever known someone who, at times, you wanted to put your hands around their neck and shake them until their teeth rattled? BUT, there were times you wanted to hold that same person in a close embrace and not let go?

    That’s been my relationship for over eight years with Chiefland Citizen editor Lou Elliott Jones.

    Now that Lou is hanging up the pica pole and proportion wheel (only something old-time newspaper people will understand), I’ll be able to do a lot more of that embracing.

  • It's time

    Just in case you have not heard, this is my final column as editor of the Chiefland Citizen and Cedar Key Beacon. I gave my notice in mid-November and have been telling people the good news since.

    I am out the door on Friday, Jan. 27. At 64 I am taking the opportunity to enjoy some of the things my present occupation does not allow. That would include:

    being home for and cooking dinner in the evening, going out of town without having to time it for when there are no assignments, and polishing my skills at herding cats.

    This is a short list.