I just finished reading in Genesis about Joseph and his grace toward his brothers, who had sold him into slavery. God sovereignly raised him from slave to second in authority in Egypt to ready it for a famine; Joseph invited his family to join him. His father, Jacob, near death, made him promise not to bury him in Egypt. He directed Joseph to do something strange: Joseph was to place his hand under Jacob’s thigh, then give his promise.
We want to give a huge shoutout to Juana’s! Last Saturday night, the Navarre Beach Area Chamber of Commerce was hosting their annual gala – beach party themed – and as luck would have it, it was forecasted to be very cold and rainy. Without hesitation, the Rudzki’s and Juana’s crew went to work setting up tents on the deck that appeared to be one continuous covering of the entire deck complete with sides to block the wind.
The Navarre Community Access Road kickoff meeting last week at Tiger Point Community Center seems only to have added to confusion about the project and its purpose.
Nothing against the American Flag, but Santa Rosa County needs to throw the idea of the largest flag in the state idea as some kind of tourist attraction right out the window and forget that the thought even entered its brain in the first place.
With all due respect to Jorgenson, Collins identified in five months critical challenges facing the city that Jorgenson – in five years as city manager – at best didn’t recognize, at least didn’t report, and at worst helped create.
I am forever losing things – keys, wallets, shoes – you name it, I can lose it. So prone am I to losing things that one year for Christmas, my wife bought me a chip that attached to my key fob that would show the location of my keys on a map on my smartphone. Great idea, but I lose things at home and the mapping feature was not that precise.
Last week I was rushing around getting ready for work, and I let the dogs out one last time before leaving for a meeting, and I was about to be late. Turns out, I was. One dog came in, and the second dog was nowhere to be found. So, I called out and she came around the corner with a very recently deceased squirrel in her mouth. She proudly plopped it down on the cement and then strutted into the house – very happy with herself.
It happens every year. Student athletes and their family and friends fill cafeterias, gymnasiums, media centers, and sometimes even offsite locations, to sign national letters of intent.
It happened again last Wednesday, here in Santa Rosa County, throughout the state and across the country.
There is an old news story that has been imprinted on my mind since I was a 4-year-old child. In July of 1960, a 7-year-old boy named Roger Woodward was swept over the edge of Niagara Falls and dropped nearly 200 feet into the roiling waters below. He survived.
