This past week we heard of the passing of Navarre icon Tommy Cox – the owner of Tommy’s Sno-balls. For decades, on any given day in the warm months, you would see carloads of people enjoying the cold treats at the foot of Navarre Beach bridge. During the school year he would reward honor roll students with a free sno-ball, he hired high school students to work the stand and learn about business and customer service, he volunteered his time with the Navarre Youth Sports Association, and there is story after story of how he impacted lives across our area. We are thankful he was part of our community – or maybe we were part of his. Either way, he will be missed – a lot. You can read more about Tommy’s life on page 2A.
High school sports means a lot to people in small towns, big cities and everywhere in between across the country.
It is a big deal to those who follow it, and everyone wants to see their respective high school team be successful. But sometimes it doesn’t always work out that way.
If you were to describe prayer to someone who knew nothing about it, how would you describe it? You might say, “Prayer is talking to God,” and, indeed, it is. Talking to God in prayer is the privilege of those who are God’s children in Christ Jesus.
Kaitie Kiger and I had a lot of fun Friday night at the Navarre High School vs. Choctaw High School Football game. We passed out our Fall Sports Guides with the help of some young volunteers, and we took pictures of the first quarter of the game. We appreciate all the help we get from the community on the coverage of the football games. Our long-time and talented sports reporter, Brian Lester, was covering the historic first game of Central High School in the north end of the county.
Is your internet working?
Although it’s gone a bit under the radar as far as major labor strikes go, the Communication Workers of America remain on strike against AT&T.
It seems this county is often all feasibility studies and surveys and no real action.
Perhaps this time will be different. Perhaps this time we will finally get the public outdoor pool Santa Rosa County so desperately needs, and that honestly, should have been a reality a long time ago.
If you were to drive by my home, you would see a brown paper lunch bag hanging from the ceiling of the front porch. No, this is not part of my hurricane preparedness, nor is it a declaration of solidarity with those who “brown-bag-it” for lunch every day. The lunch bag, stuffed with paper, is there to discourage wasps from building nests. Apparently, it is close enough in appearance to a wasp’s nest that other wasps decide to build elsewhere.
All serious candidates go into the Election Day feeling confident that they are going to win. Months of knocking on doors, raising money, and asking friends, family, church members, co-workers, acquaintances, etc. for their vote all comes to a head when everyone goes to the polls.
The local primary election is written in the books (thank goodness), we are glad that part is over. This county election was nastier than any I’ve seen before. The lies perpetuated as truth, more postcard mailers than ever before, ghost candidates (some maybe fraudulent) and those hitching their wagon to a blogger (all of whom lost) brought out the voters who really wanted change. So, congratulations to the voters of this county for standing up and letting your voice be heard – and for bringing about the change our county needed.
