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  • More in store in Carolina Shores

    Four months after Carolina Shores commissioners took part in a questionable closed session and emerged with a reprimand of Mayor Stephen Selby, their asphalt is starting to show.

    The “asphalt scandal,” after all, is commissioners’ first item on their list of infractions Selby has committed since his election as mayor in November 2007, according to a censure-ship resolution approved 3-2 by the board last Friday.

  • Naturalization ceremony a unique experience

    You don’t attend a naturalization ceremony and leave unchanged.

    That’s the lesson I learned earlier this month when I was assigned to cover the annual Fourth of July Festival Naturalization Ceremony in Southport.

    Now, I’ve been to nearly every Fourth parade in Southport since I was born. (The only time I remember sitting one out is when I was eight-and-a-half months pregnant.)

  • Beauty pageants paint a perception of perfection

    It wasn’t until I moved to the South that I discovered the truth behind beauty pageants.

    Growing up in Midwest suburbia, they didn’t mean much more than tuning in once a year to catch the last five minutes of the Miss America pageant, only to see who was crowned that year’s queen.

    Living in the South, I have become more exposed to them and have quickly learned beauty pageants are much more than meets the eye.

  • Skydive Coastal Carolinas instructors put the-one-left-behind at ease

     Walking up to the skydiving hangar at the Brunswick County Airport on Oak Island Saturday, I elbowed my boyfriend Cory when I saw a brand new convertible Corvette parked nearby.

    “Of course an adrenaline junkie would have a fast car,” I laughed as we moved closer.

    Cory beamed. He smiled at the car. He smiled at the planes on the runway. He smiled at me. That day, his 35th birthday, he was more than eager to get inside and mark a life adventure off his bucket list—going skydiving.

    While I was excited, I was more than a bit apprehensive.

  • If you’re looking for me, follow the cloud of Lysol

    I sat in the doctor’s office wrapped in a sweater. My teeth were hitting together and my body trembled--I was freezing despite the 90-degree weather. A sore throat, fever and chills had finally forced me to go to a doctor.

    As I sat in the urgent care’s waiting room, I heard the doctor ask who was next.

    “It’s a lady. She’s got fever, chills and sore throat,” a nurse told him.

    “Well, did you give her a mask?” he asked.

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    There is a lot going on in Brunswick County, and each week we do our best to bring you as much of it as fairly and accurately as we can.

    Many of you know that although our dateline is always for Thursday—which is the day the newspaper is delivered to homes through our subscription service—you can pick up a copy of the Beacon on Wednesdays.

  • Nudists don't worry about what to wear--just mosquitoes

    “I have to go up to the nudist camp,” I quipped last Saturday. “At least I don’t have to dress up.”

    Unlike Brunswick County’s record-setting skinny-dippers I interviewed, I didn’t exactly wear nothin’, either—or my birthday suit. It wasn’t my birthday.

    I was among paparazzi who showed up, fully clothed, at Whispering Pines Nudist Resort to cover a portion of the first cross-country Guinness World Records nudie dunk.

  • Schedule some family fun at Fort Fisher

    As someone who helped pull together a bowling/pizza party for my daughter’s 7th birthday after returning home from a four-day business trip, I know the need for families to spend time together.

    The whole morning before the party, my daughter was saying, “I can’t stop smiling. I’m so excited.” That made it all worthwhile. Parties, outings, just spending time together are the kinds of thing parents remember about their children as they grow up and start to spend less and less time with their families.

  • Holden Beach man wrangles up small alligator, sets it free in safer waters

    It was the crowd that first got his attention. More than 100 people gathered around the edge of the shore at Holden Beach on the busy Fourth of July weekend staring into the water.

    When Holden Beach resident Johnny Booth approached the crowd last Friday, his eyes peered toward the water to see what the fuss was about. He wondered at first if someone might have drowned or been in trouble in the water.

    Eventually, his eyes landed on a small alligator about 30 feet offshore, and a good mile away from the pier.

  • Somewhere in New York, Katie Couric is probably laughing

    On Friday, news broke that Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin plans to step down as Alaska’s chief executive at the end of the month, fueling speculation Palin has her sights set on a higher political office—this one south of the Canadian border.

    Palin’s Wasilla, Alaska, backyard press conference was a far cry from her attention-grabbing speech at the Republican National Convention less than one year ago. But like her scene-stealing speech last September in Minneapolis, the small-town folksy Alaskan sure knows how to get people talking.