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Today's Opinions

  • Now I remember for her

    When I was growing up my mom stayed home. She worked, and worked, and worked. At home. She had 10 children. Twins were born at the end, myself and my sister Wendy. My mom was a master of talking on the phone, cooking, and carrying on multiple conversations with me or one or two of my siblings and looking out for us at the same time.

    Before computers and the internet, she was the original multi-tasker.

  • Letter to the Editor

     To the editor:

    We at WAG (the Williston Animal Group) and Trained Dog Happy Dog are pleased to report that our Canine Play Day was a great success this year.  We netted more than $2,500 for WAG’s mission of rescuing and finding new homes for abused and abandoned animals in the Williston area.

  • Letter to the editor

    To the editor:

    In 1875 the Kentucky Derby was first run. There have been 134 winners since then.

    On the 100th anniversary of the Derby, Foolish Pleasure won.

    We used to have a sign stating Foolish Pleasure won the Derby. Where has it gone?

    Foolish Pleasure, one of 134 winners, was from Williston.

    Where is the sign? I have asked the city two or three times when it was going to be put up and the answer I received was “soon.”

  • Letter to the editor

    To the editor:

    You may not have heard, but someone died at the Williston Youth Athletic Association this past week. 

    Someone had been responsible for cleaning the restrooms, cleaning the fields, making sure the trash cans were moved to the parking area for weekly pickup. 

    Someone also was responsible for lining fields for the sporting events, operating concessions, making sure repairs were done to bleachers, buildings, lights, and all other things that were broken. 

  • Schooling the teacher

    I taught freshman composition in the morning at Central Florida Community College in Chiefland then attended middle school in Bronson Tuesday afternoon. And I was schooled.

    I know that sounds strange. But it’s the truth.

    I went back to middle school because my 10-year-old son, Taylor, who is in fifth grade spent 40 minutes talking to me the night before about a presentation on nicotine that he had seen by a “real scientist,” Dr. Victor DeNoble.

  • How I joined the mob, and what keeps me in

    My children were the first to blame. It was a way to keep up with them. Then Jenna McKenna, sports editor at the Chiefland Citizen, added to the blame when she introduced me to Mob Wars. A year later, I find that I am an addict–and I don’t want help.

    Facebook is my connection to the world.

    In the beginning, I spent way too much time saving the rainforest, raising money for St. Jude’s and playing Mob Wars.

  • Do we say thank you enough?

    It took my father’s unexpected death to make me truly realize how fleeting life is.

    It was then, at the age of 33, that I promised myself I would not let an opportunity pass to tell people how much they mean to me or thank them for their influence and inspiration on my life.

    For the most part I’ve held up to that promise over the years.

    I tell people Iee^love them more freely.

  • Is the winner the one who can shout the loudest?

    Editor:

    On Tuesday afternoon (September 8th), I received a phone call from a

    friend of mine who is an educator in this county. The caller said,

    "Well they didn't show it." For a moment I couldn't imagine what the

    caller was talking about. Then it hit me. The speech - the speech

    the President of the United States was to give the country's

    schoolchildren about the value of a good education and about staying

    in school!

    There are three generations of educators in my family. I love my