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Columns

  • 'Grease' is the word this weekend

    During my high school days, ‘Grease’ was the one show everyone in the theater guild longed to be a part of.

    Maybe it was because the movie made it so popular, maybe it was because of the catchy lyrics, or maybe it was a show set in a high school environment we could all relate to, I’m not really sure.

    But for some reason, it was always the show we hoped to perform.

    My sophomore year the big announcement hit—we would begin auditions for “Grease.”

  • Cold weather preparations more difficult than expected

    This week I’m heading to Alaska to participate in a facet of the Iditarod Dog Sled Race in Anchorage.

    I’m heading there to help support a group of soldiers from Walter Reed Army Medical Center who will be riding in the initial phase of the race, as well as to shoot footage for a perspective story for The Christian Broadcasting Network, and to cover the race for The Beacon.

  • Stalking stars in Hollywood

    As the Beacon’s Los Angeles correspondent, at least for this week, I felt it my duty to report to you the sights and scenes of the 80th Academy Awards.

    It was total coincidence I just happened to be in the City of Angels when the red carpet was rolling out this past Sunday. Or was it?

    Maybe it was fate, written on the “stars,” so to speak. It also was my birthday. Maybe I’ll get a bonus for reporting on it and for having a birthday.

  • It's a dog's life

    A man in Toronto, Canada, offered a $15,000 reward for the return of his chocolate Labrador retriever.

    “There isn’t any sum of money that I would associate with him,” said Bert Clark, quoted in the Toronto Star. “Life isn’t about money — it’s about the connection you make with other souls. Huckleberry was like my soulmate.”

    A woman in Land O’Lakes, Fla., spent $4,200 on a pacemaker for her 10-year-old pug, a breed that has an average lifespan of 10 to 12 years.

  • Sometimes solace can come in the most unlikely of places

    Growing up, a little “mom and pop” restaurant was a favorite among locals in my hometown. The greasy spoon—Tom Pig’s—attracted construction workers on lunch breaks, families on a budget and local government officials wanting to rub elbows with Average Joes while getting a good bite of food in a down-home atmosphere.

    Located off the main drag downtown, the restaurant was my mother’s favorite place for breakfast—a place she dragged me to often as a kid.

  • Academy students make Valentine's Day special for all

    I spent Valentine’s Day with the occupational course of study students at Brunswick County Academy. I can honestly say it was the best Valentine’s Day I’ve ever had.

    The students were operating The Bakin’ and Makin’ Shoppe as part of their diploma requirements. The students must spend 900 hours outside the classroom gaining work experience and operating a student-run business.

    These students have turned into talented chefs and bakers and savvy entrepreneurs.

  • Marine ceremony a humbling experience

    I have been humbled many times in the presence of service men and women.

    There’s nothing like knowing the person standing in front of you has committed to risk his or her life to protect your life, your freedom, and everything else we, as Americans, hold dear.

    I love hearing stories about people approaching service men and women in airports, simply to say “thank-you.”

  • Tradeshow offerings herald high-tech alert

    Just when you thought you’d mastered all the technology in your home, along come more inventions to make your situation as hip as a candlestick phone, the TouchTone-less kind that requires “Miss Sarah” to connect your call.

    Ah, but weren’t those the uncomplicated Mayberry days?

    This year’s Consumer Electronics Show, held between gambling stints last month in Las Vegas, served up thin TVs, a digital message board, a sensor bed and a driverless car, which probably requires no-fault insurance.

  • Stumbling through days after the flu bug bites

    For years I have seen those annoying commercials. You know the ones where some poor excuse for a human being is sick, stumbling to the medicine cabinet, desperate for what ails them. The people on these commercials usually have red noses, puffy eyes and bad hair, saying stupid things like, “Even my hair hurts.”

    I used to hate those commercials, but after this week, I empathize with those poor souls.

    Last week, I suffered the same fate as many other Brunswick County residents and was bitten by the flu bug.

  • Can the superdelegates be trusted in this year's election?

    Based on the opinions of several political pundits, it appears the Democratic presidential race between Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama will go to the fall convention and will be decided by party insiders called superdelegates.

    This could potentially be a disaster given the differences of race and gender. There has never been a presidential race like the one we have between Obama and Clinton.