Letters

To the editor:

I can’t believe it is that time of year.

I haven’t yet gotten that old Christmas cheer.

What with you back at home and me over here,

I love you and miss you my dear.

And even though I’m near the place of His birth,

I hear no “Merry Christmas”; see no Christmas mirth.

And Lord knows from here I see no Peace on Earth,

I love you and miss you my dear.

But we’ve put up a tree...looks like Charlie Brown’s.

To the editor:

On Thanksgiving eve, our phone rang. The caller ID was a strange name. “Wrong number,” I thought. I answered it expecting an offer to make the rest of my life worry-free if only I would purchase XYZ product.

When I answered, a male voice asked if he was speaking to me by name. I responded he was. The caller asked a shocking question, “Have you lost something of great value?”

To the editor:

My view for the last few,

was something common, not new.

At one time considered successful,

now pinching pennies to buy food.

They flocked at the chance

to make an extra dime.

While the company they give their life 

to

takes advantage of their time.

They stand in line,

brown, white and black.

Their food for the week donated by a 

church,

in a small but thoughtful paper sack.

To the editor:

Since the new bridge in Sunset Beach is complete and sewer construction is well under way, businesses and developers will be eager to resume building in our town once the economy recovers. 

Although there isn’t anything wrong with a little progress, and it even may be welcomed in some cases, we need to make sure the growth of our quaint little community is controlled and according to our terms.