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Opinion

  • To the editor: Shallotte lost another of our town forefathers last month.

    Those of you who have been here for a long time remember Dykes Tires as Shady Park Esso, which opened around 1940.

    You remember Dykes checking your tires, looking under the hood, chit-chatting while he filled up your tank, never seeming to be in a hurry for you to leave.

  • If you owned a television at all in 1988 you probably remember the scene that played out on countless “entertainment” television shows, and the follow-up images and stories that later came in newspapers and magazines.

    That was the year media tycoon Oprah Winfrey rolled a wagon of fat onto the set of her show representing the 67 pounds she reportedly lost. Since then the daytime talk show host has become a spokesperson for many—touting eating healthier and exercising.

  • Since we’re knocking on 2009’s door, this is the time of the year when, among everything else, we’re inundated with the “best-ofs” and the “year-in-reviews” and all other shows, programs, stories and broadcasts remembering all things great in 2008.

    I watched one such show last week, and I think that’ll be enough to last me for at least another year.

    I found it mind-numbingly predictable, and I’m willing to bet all the rest will be equally unsurprising.

  • I don’t think any of us needed an official announcement to know that. We’ve seen too many of our neighbors and friends losing jobs, losing income and struggling to make it. We’ve experienced it ourselves.

    It’s good to know, then, in these troubled times, some people are stepping up to the plate to make things a little better here in Brunswick County.

  • To the editor: I would like to know who thought up the turnaround on U.S. 17 and Ocean Isle Beach Road?

    Instead of putting up a traffic light, which would have been safer for drivers, now they have you crossing three lanes to make a U-turn to go south on U.S. 17.

    I feel this must have been a first-grade project. I don’t think an adult would have thought of something like this turnaround. It is backing up traffic on Ocean Isle Beach Road, which we never had before this turnaround was put in.

  • To the editor: The following excerpt is written by Rev. William J.H. Boetcker from the turn of the century. Its relevance to today’s political climate is quite evident.

  • To the editor: A mother sat next to the fireplace lost in thought. Three years ago that day, her oldest child left and never returned home.

    A year later, her other child, next to the oldest, joined his brother in heaven. Her sadness echoed through the house. She did what all mothers do when they are hurting—she called her mother.

    “Please pray for God to comfort me. I just feel so broken. I know that he has reassured me over and over that the children are with him, but I am sure that he understands the heart of a mother.”

  • Last week proved to be a week of firsts for my son. It began with trip to the dentist and culminated with a Christmas parade and ride on a double-decker carousel.

    Last Thursday, I was extremely nervous—much more nervous than my son, who would be the one in the dentist’s chair. How would I keep him still for the exam? What if he bit the dentist? What if we had to wait a long time before our appointment?

  • Since 1973, around Christmas time, I have dressed up in an authentic Santa Claus suit and experienced joy with countless children and adults at home and overseas.

    This story shares highlights of a wonderful hobby.

    The Origin of St. Nicholas

    A credible account appeared in The Brunswick Beacon on Dec. 20, 2007, titled “The history behind the real Saint Nicholas; Yes there is a Santa Claus” by Dewey Simpson, Special To The Beacon.

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    LAURA LEWIS

    There are three things I vowed never to do in this life: Go bungee-jumping (I still haven’t), eat beets (I still don’t) and wait outside on cold concrete in the wee hours waiting to buy some fool thing on Black Friday.

    Well, two out of three ain’t bad.

  • To the editor: In reference to Frank Smith’s letter: “Unhappy with Police Department.”

    Just to make a point of Mr. Smith’s letter, I did some research regarding his statement that the Shallotte Police Department allegedly said a crime had not been committed since no money changed hands and an investigation would not be warranted.

    I researched the North Carolina General Statutes and a partial reading of Article 19, False Pretenses and Cheats, states:

    “Obtaining property by false pretenses:

  • A hood that was pulled up from a sweatshirt covered his head. To block the uncharacteristically cold wind that was blowing, he had a jacket tightened around him.

    From beneath it I could see that familiar red apron indicating he was standing in the cold for a good reason—he was a bell-ringer for the Salvation Army.

  • Can you imagine cutting strangers’ credit cards, walking around malls dressed as zombies or getting together with friends to drive shopping carts around in a conga line at a local discount store?

    Those are a few of the ideas Adbusters, a nonprofit organization of anti-big business types, suggested for what they call “Buy Nothing Day,” a protest movement on the day after Thanksgiving.

  • This week several elected officials representing Brunswick County Commissioners, the register of deeds, county coroner and the Brunswick County Board of Education were sworn into office.

    As they stood before family, friends, government leaders and their constituents, for many the moment highlighted the hard work each of these invested into getting elected.

  • To the editor: The Southport/Oak Island Friends of the Library would like to extend a huge thank you to the community and all our dedicated volunteers for their overwhelming support during our second annual Friends of the Library Week Oct. 19-25.

    Friends of the Library supports and works with the local libraries to help provide books and various needed supplies not included in the county budget for our community libraries, as well as volunteers to help the local libraries in any way needed.

  • To the editor: As we just experienced “All Saints Day,” I ask you: are you a saint? I am.

    Before anyone who knows me heads to the phone to call me a heretic or a hypocrite, let me explain. It is not because of any good works I have done.

    It is because of God’s authority in His Word that tells us what a saint is.

    We in this world call a person a saint if they display devout and sacrificial service for a church or a cause. God describes a saint as one who has received Christ as Lord and Savior.

  • To the editor:

    Re: John Heidtke’s column in Nov. 27 issue of the Beacon.

    As a retired law enforcement officer (FBI 1969-1994) and resident of Brunswick County, I enjoyed your column, “Decent People versus Criminals and Thugs: Who Will Prevail?”

    With all due respect to your interest and research into the subject as it concerns Brunswick County (with which I totally agree), I believe your energies might be best directed elsewhere.

  • I love a good board game.

    For as long as I can remember, I’ve loved games. Before I started school, I’d play board games with my Nanny nearly every day. I’d play all day if she were up for it.

    The farthest back I can remember is playing a version of Memory. Scrabble was always a favorite of ours, as well as a game called, “It’s Only Money,” which makes me think that’s where my shopping addiction began, but that’s another column.

  • Brunswick County lost one of its most distinguished native sons Oct. 28.

    Joseph A. Gore, a Supply native, was born in 1930 to G. M. Gore and Amelia Bryant Gore. He graduated from the public schools of Brunswick County in 1948, earned a bachelor’s degree from Livingston College and served as a medic with the United States Army 82nd Airborne Division from 1953-55.

  • “Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity! I say, let your affairs be as two or three, and not a hundred or a thousand…”

    Henry David Thoreau

    1817 – 1863

    The beauty of attending Holden Beach Chapel is we hear a different preacher every Sunday.

    Last Sunday, we enjoyed a lively Quaker pastor sporting a long white beard. His refreshing sermon was pertinent to the joy found through leading a simple lifestyle, something we surely need more of these days.