• POAs can be a good thing as long as they regulate themselves

    Neighborhood diversity is the spice of community living.

    Several of my neighbors, for example, regularly park assorted vehicles in and around their driveways.

    Another one is apparently operating a boat yard and dry dock out of his house.

    And lately, within earshot somewhere off U.S. 17 near beautiful downtown, unincorporated Little River, S.C., every morning I can hear the crow of a rooster greeting dawn.

    It might—and I say might—be useful to have a regulatory agency in place to properly address these and other issues.

  • Track a dollar

    Do you know how hard it is not to spend a dollar that is in your wallet, especially when it’s the last one?

    I have been carrying around a dollar bill for at least two weeks now. When I received it back in my change at a gas station in Sunset Beach, I immediately noticed a red stamp on the dollar. It reads “Track this bill @ www.wheresgeorge.com.” The red stamp appears on both sides of the bill.

  • Bye-bye Beverly: The schoolchildren thank you

    For the children. For their future.

    Like any good rank-and-file beauty queen, soon-to-be-retiring N.C. Gov. Bev Perdue said she wasn’t seeking re-election for the children. And their future.

    Yes, you read that correctly. Perdue isn’t seeking re-election because she cares too much about the schoolchildren and their future.

  • Duck hunters raise hackles in Sunset Beach

    Just when you thought it was safe to call Sunset Beach paradise, for humans and fowl, boom!

    That’s the sound resident Jim Thomas says has been startling him and his wife awake in the early mornings as duck hunters descend on Tubbs Inlet.

    It’s been ongoing since the opening of duck-hunting season last fall. Thomas says he’s been complaining for the past four seasons.

  • What’s race got to do with it? Stop the misdirection and face the music

    I recently traveled to Elizabeth City to celebrate a belated Christmas with my boyfriend’s family. I have a huge black and blue welt below my right shoulder from improperly holding a 12-guauge shotgun in a rather pitiful attempt to shoot skeet on the farm, but all in all it was a fun time.

  • Life brings reminders that prayers are both needed and heard


    It’s been one of those months where I really, really needed to hear some good news. Today as I prepared to write this column all that kept coming to me were the challenges I have been facing the last few weeks. Quite frankly I am tired of thinking about them and I surely don’t want to write about them.

    So looking for a little inspiration, I checked Facebook.

    I didn’t have to look far.

  • To remember those suffering from Alzheimer’s disease and the families who love them

    It was my best friend’s wedding. I stood proudly at the altar in a surprisingly wearable bridesmaid’s dress as my college roommate was escorted up the aisle by her proud, beaming father.

    We were in a beautifully restored historic church in Raleigh, a perfect setting for this particular couple. Her dress, hair and jewelry matched the church magically. It was a lovely, crisp fall afternoon. They purposely selected a fall Saturday when the Wolfpack had a by-week.

    Almost everything was perfect for her perfect day.

  • Dr. Oz leads viewers down healthier yellow brick road

    I have to confess, I’m one of those fawning middle-aged women out in TV land who loves to watch Dr. Oz, the new rock star of healthy alternatives.

    Since being graced by the magic wand of Oprah—who from all indications also set up Obama—fit, 50-something Dr. Oz has been jogging down the yellow brick road of fame and influence.

  • New Year resolutions and more

    A New Year means a new start and for many people it’s a time to assess their lives and make a choice to change something—a New Year’s resolution.

    New Year’s Day has traditionally been a day of strangeness for me.

    New Year’s 2000, I awoke with the flu and the world had not ended. My resolution that year was not to buy into the end of the world theories.

    And yes, I know some say 2012 is it. I don’t buy it.

  • There’s nothing like unexpected good news to start off the New Year

    I was feeling particularly agitated last week after reading false and libelous claims a local public official wrote about me in a publication across the river when I got a good dose of what I like to call perspective.

    Nothing, and I mean nothing, pulls at my heartstrings more than a soldier reunited with his or her family. When I logged onto my Beacon Facebook account Friday afternoon, I noticed that a Brunswick County native, Private First Class Aaron Farmer, returned home safely from Afghanistan, and had recently been reunited with his wife and their young daughter.