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Columns

  • Trying to be healthy? Don't fall for pseudo-science

    Things are getting a bit strange in the fields of medicine and science these days, and I’m not talking about insurance premiums or co-payments.

    I’m talking about people who call themselves “doctors” and add to existing medical wisdom with their own made-up advice so they can keep making money.

    It’s not medical science. It’s marketing.

  • Courtesy? Kindness? I'd take a little civility and be glad

    In this business, we’re accustomed to anonymous phone calls, letters and e-mails. They regularly come in as news tips, praise and criticism.

    While the information is appreciated, anonymous contacts can be frustrating. If they come in for a news tip and a name and number is not left, holes that might need to be filled in or questions that might need to be asked can’t be responded to.

    When calls come as praise, it’s nice to attach a name to the voice on the other end.

  • It seems like anything's possible these days—or is it?

    When I was a little girl, I used to stand in my back yard and launch rocks at the sky, imagining they would reach outer space.

    I never imagined that 20 years later, it would be possible to launch something from Earth that would make it to space—but, that can happen

    Last week, a rogue spy satellite veered off course and began its descent toward Earth, the hydrazine gas tank posed a health concern for those in its path.

  • Celebrities should stay out of politics

    Are you smarter than the celebrity who is endorsing your presidential candidate?

    I’ll admit I love wasting a few dollars in line at the grocery store on a gossip magazine as much as the next person, but at least then I know what to expect.

    But when the latest starlet to enter rehab dominates my news, I get extremely frustrated.

    Lately I have been increasingly annoyed at the fact I am constantly bombarded with presidential endorsements—by celebrities.

    I simply don’t care.

  • '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.