Thanksgiving Day brings back a wide range of memories, and some of my favorites are those moments on a sandlot football field right down the street from the house I grew up in.
There would be a point late in the day when the sun would begin to set on a cold Illinois afternoon, and we’d decide it was time to go play some football.
Without any fanfare or visible changes other than a new banner with a new name of Brookview at Navarre Sound draped over the former entry sign that once read, The Sound at Navarre Beach, the complex sold earlier this month for $60.5 million. The sale is forecast to add an additional $500,000 to the county coffers annually.
Their goal was to build and bring jobs to Navarre and not just create an investment for themselves.
It’s a privilege this year to write a column that may be read on Thanksgiving Day. For me, columns about being grateful are some of the easiest to write.
I’m very conscious of gratitude in my everyday life, since I have found it can push me above ground on days when I’m tempted to wallow in a hole. No matter how frustrating and painful life can be, it’s also such a gift. I know that sounds cringe-worthy.
People who collect items do so for a variety of reasons. Sometimes the purpose is an unlimited curiosity about the subject which is collected. Stamp and coin collectors often fall into this category.
The autumn season in Santa Rosa County brings out another variety of collector which has practical and utilitarian objectives for their collecting activity. Seed collectors are actively acquiring mature seeds for one of two diametrically opposed reasons.
As a Canadian – or as the Bible refers to me, “the alien in your midst” – I still think of the second Monday in October as Thanksgiving Day. In many U.S. states, that day is Columbus Day, and in others, Indigenous Peoples Day.
Whatever you choose to call that day, one fact remains, I am not getting any turkey.
Steve Alford’s voice booms through Bennett C. Russell Stadium on a Friday night in the fall as Navarre keeps a scoring drive alive. The crowd cheers, cowbells ring, and both the players and the fans seem to feed off the energy Alford brings with his voice.