Opinion Archive

I was perusing some old photos of my parents from early in their marriage and found it strange to see them acting playfully like two young people in love.

I have no doubt that they loved one another, I just don’t recall seeing that playfulness growing up. Having brought nine children into this world, life was not easy for them.

Navarre athletic director Scott Murphy has told me the story before about the time the Raiders were at the state softball tournament and someone mispronounced Navarre while also wondering where the heck the town was in Florida.

That was more than a decade ago.

As a longtime resident of Navarre, I have been involved in the local politics of Santa Rosa County for many years.

My family has owned property on the Navarre Sound since the early 1930s. I remember when there was only Mr. Robinson’s Gas and Grocery store on Hwy 98 in Navarre.

I am disappointed with the HNWS and its billing practices.

A convenience fee of $3 is to be added on to everyone’s bill if you elect to pay via the online payment portal.

This week’s Navarre Press is a mix, as always, of “good” news and “bad” news.

I often hear that the media doesn’t follow good news as avidly as we follow bad news.

Whenever Apple introduces a new iPhone, eager crowds line up in the predawn hours outside Apple stores hoping to be one of the first to get the latest.

My wife and I have never been in that crowd; we keep our phones until they will not work anymore.

I spent Friday night babysitting a lizard for my daughter who turned 23 Saturday. Both halves of that sentence are improbable sounding to me. That I would babysit a lizard and that my oldest child would turn 23.

When you are in the first blush of parenting, it seems they will be little forever.

I’ve never been one to put a lot of stock into rankings, be it preseason, in-season or postseason. They have as much value as the lint in my pocket. Maybe less.

Apparently, rankings mean even less than I first thought based on how the Region 1-2A bracket was set up for flag football.

Mother’s Day is May 9 and I’m celebrating a little early.

I am in Orlando this week to see my mom who I haven’t seen in more than a year due to COVID. She was living independently before COVID.