• Let it be told

    By Sue Vogt

    Guest Columnist

    I am a Baby Boomer. I grew up in the 1950s and 1960s. I remember parades on the 4th of July and Memorial Day and Veterans Day. I remember marching in those parades as a Brownie and a Girl Scout.

    The parades ended at my town’s village green, where, after an invocation, we would listen to war veterans recall their experiences and their fellow soldiers. We children would sneak into a nearby candy store for popsicles which melted too fast.

  • Let it be told

    By Drollene Brown

    Guest Columnist

    “There are three things I have learned never to discuss with people ... religion, politics, and the Great Pumpkin,” so said Linus, in the Peanuts comic strip.

    We’ve heard that advice before (except for the thing about the Great Pumpkin). Did your mother or your grandfather give you this piece of wisdom?

  • Don't fence me in

    “Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above

    Don't fence me in

    Let me ride through the wide open country that I love

    Don't fence me in….” Cole Porter

    I love fences. I love cows, horses and quiet country roads. I love bright blue skies, trees and wildflowers.

    I worry that they may soon be gone. Senate Bill 7068 creates the Multi-use Corridors of Regional Economic Significance Program within the Florida Department of Transportation (FDOT).

  • Let it be told

    By Sue Vogt

    Guest Columnist

    I’m reading a new book on my Kindle. The plot is a simple formula: heroine inherits house from distant relative, arrives in town to take possession of it, and discovers a family mystery.

    Of course, at some point, the heroine has to eat. So she pours herself a glass of wine and places a dainty portion of chicken salad on a bed of mixed greens. Really?

  • Let it be told

    By Kim Wheeler

    Guest Columnist

    Welcome to a new column by a group of older women. We were at lunch the other day sitting in a booth at Melanie’s. We were asking questions and sharing concerns.

     There were issues we wanted to research. We were excited, because although from different backgrounds, we realized we all care about our country and our county and this place we call home.

    A column requires a name, and we came up with all sorts but finally settled on “Let It Be Told”.

  • I am racist

    I'd like to broach a topic that rarely gets openly addressed in Williston—or Levy County or Florida or the United States: racism. Before I get into it, let me make clear two things: first, I am white; and second, being called "racist" is not the same as being called a "bad person." So, without apologies to anyone, let me get straight to the point.

  • Things I think about and remember

    By Marcia Burr

    Guest Columnist

    This is World Alzheimer’s Awareness Month, but the thing to remember is that it’s not just Alzheimer’s and it isn’t just a month.

    There are hundreds of kinds of dementia and the people who go through this live it daily.

  • In defense of AARP

    By Mignon Craig

    Guest Columnist

    My grandfather retired in 1951 with what he thought would be enough income from social security, his pension and his savings.  What he didn’t anticipate was the inflation of the post war years (over 50 percent in his lifetime) and there was no medicare until 1966.  When he died in 1969 he left a $500 mortgage for dentures on his old mobile home.  My parents had to sell the home and take in my grandmother because she didn’t have enough income to support herself.

  • I am afraid

    As a mother of a young black man in America, I am afraid.

    The January incident with NBA Rookie Sterling Brown has raised this fear another notch, because he is my son.

    Yes, that man is younger than my son, and taller, and a professional basketball player.

    But when I see him, I see my son.

    Yes, he parked illegally, and selfishly.

    But how that young man behaved when he saw a police officer at his car is what my son would do, what we have talked about doing, what we brought him up to do.

  • What I learned caring for my father

    By Jessica Gilbert

    Guest Columnist

    I recently took my father into my home and cared for him while he was on hospice care. I was honored to do so.