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Opinion

  • For the second time this year a young father has been charged with killing his infant child. In January, 18-year-old Kearse Raeshon Bradham was charged with second-degree murder in the death of his 2-month-old daughter. Last week, 20-year-old Bobby Matthew Dukes Jr. was also charged with second-degree murder in the death of his 3-month-old son.

  • Picture this: You’ve been diagnosed with cancer and the prognosis is not good. You’ve had to wait a year for surgery, meanwhile, the malignancy has spread.

    Now you finally get to see a surgeon, and not one you’ve selected, but one that was selected for you. You’re told, “It’s too late. There’s nothing we can do for you.” You’re refused any further treatment.

  • When you don't think you need to get away, that's exactly when you do. I just came back from vacation and I realized, after one day out of the office, I was past due. My vacation this year was to Anchorage, Alaska. I had written on the wall calendar in my office "Alice's Vacation Adventure 12-18" and looked at it every single day.

  • What kind of jerk would bash teachers?  I was the only secretary in an elementary school for 6 years and I can truthfully say the teachers made my day.  And what would I have done had it not been for the wonderful teachers I had through my 14 years of school? 

  • As I drive down the street where I live in Havana each day, it’s easy to tell which neighbors have better things to do than mow their lawns.

    Some folks mow their lawns religiously. I haven’t seen them do it, but I suspect they use a ruler to make sure the grass the perfect height. I’d even be willing to bet some of them use a level to make sure it’s all even.

  • Last week a call came into the office from retired reporter Jack Nelson, who lives in Bethesda, Md. He wanted to ask a few questions regarding a letter he received from an East Washington Street address in Quincy. The letter informed Nelson that he was the winner of a $50,000 lottery. And just to show they were on the up and up, a check made out to Nelson in the amount of $985 was enclosed.

  • I’ve heard it said that it takes a village to raise a child. I have no idea if that is true or not. We grew up out at the end of Stonewall Street. The blacktop ended up at the hill in front of Paul David Campbell’s house. You had to crunch the gravel beneath your feet to get on out to us.

  • I’ve been experimenting over the past week. I decided to drive the speed limit. No pushing the limit, no the-cops-won’t-notice-if-I-go-a-mile-or-two-over attitude...none of that. I’ve driven the speed limit wherever I’ve gone, no excuses.

    Don’t get me wrong – I’m as guilty as the next person of pushing the speed limit. When I’ve run late, I’ve driven faster than I should. I admit it. But this past week, I decided to do the right thing.

    And it’s been a real education.

  • It has been a long time ago since I was in school, and there have been a lot of changes. In my opinion, some of those changes have made things better and some have not.

  • One Valentine’s Day we grew weary of the same old “Be Mine Forever” cards, the same old chocolate and the same old girls. Our town was fairly small. Me and Ricky, Yogi, Don and Buddy had been swapping cards with Jane, LaRenda, Graylene, Pam and Ruth Ann since the first grade. Miss Carolyn demanded it. Miss Dorothy, the next year, quoted her verbatim. And then Miss Belle and Miss Dinwiddie...well, you can see our problem.

  • Kids do gross stuff. That’s just the way it is. I believe, in fact, it’s a part of the kid creed they’re handed at birth.

    My 3-year-old niece, Amanda, is no exception. I got an e-mail from my brother (her dad) last week that proved that although my niece is a prissy, pink-loving, lip-gloss-snitching girlie-girl, she also has a gross side.

  • What is it with Florida and children?

    Every time I hear something on the news about a missing and exploited child, even before they say where it happened, my mind immediately clicks that it happened in our state.

    It seems that, for whatever reason, children in Florida ages 3 to 13 are not safe, especially little girls. There was a time when you could lock your door and go to bed. You felt safe, knowing that when you got up your kids would still be there. But I guess that's a thing of the past.

  • I ran into Times Sports Editor Joe Ferolito at an eatery in Bristol. He was over there helping someone out, which seemed perfectly natural to me. Joe has been in the helping-someone-out business as long as I have known him.

  • It’s finally happened. The glow in which our new president had basked has faded.

    One month after President Barack Obama took his oath of office, 60 percent of Americans approve of the job he’s doing, down from 65 percent three weeks ago. The percentage of people who disapprove has increased to 26 percent, up from 16 percent.

    Some would argue that this is due to grumblings among Republicans. But numbers show that in mid-January, the majority of Republicans had a favorable opinion of Obama.

  • As of last Friday President Barack Obama has been in office one month. But from some of the comments I have heard on television and radio, and from individuals, you would think the man had been in office for four or five years.

    It started the day he was sworn into office. Immediately, some of the people over at Fox News were counting the minutes. It was almost as if they were saying,"Well, he's been in office for 30 minutes. Now let's see what he can do."

    The next day, it was, "He's been in office for a whole day and what has he done? Nothing."

  • Cathy wants to go on a vacation. I told her, “We live in Florida!” I don’t see how we can improve on that! I invited her to sit out on the back steps and enjoy the sun slowly sinking into the Gulf. I volunteered to take her out to Indian Pass and watch the tide roll in. We could stop by Jim McNeil’s store and have a romantic fried scallop sandwich on the way home. I offered to rent a canoe…

  • OK...I’m just going to say it, despite the fact that it will make me seem like such an old fogey.

    I am sick of loud, thumping, booming music coming from cars. I hate hearing it when I am working. I hate hearing it at home. I hate hearing it at a stoplight. I hate hearing it alone – OK...it doesn’t matter whether I’m alone, I just wanted to pay tribute to Dr. Seuss.

    But the point is, I can’t stand when someone forces me to listen to their music. And that’s exactly what those rude people do. And they are rude...very rude.

  • I can't dance. I've tried, but there is something wrong with the side of my brain that controls dancing.

    When line dancing became popular a few years back, I thought I was saved. This, I thought, is something I can do, since you’re in a line with a bunch of other people and all of you are doing the same thing. I did pretty good, too. For the most part, I kept up and didn't throw too many people off.

  • I keep hearing “economic meltdown,” “Wall Street havoc,” “depression,” “bailout”…it’s enough to drive you batty if you let it. You watch two minutes of CNN and you’d think Gabriel blew the horn eight days ago and we missed it. Woe is us! If we can be pushed into a panic in this country, the news media is doing all it can to help.

    I’m just so thankful that my happiness, well-being and state of mind is not tied to Wall Street.

  • I, like most everyone else, get a kick out of reading about stupid or inept criminals. You know, the kind that rob a bank, then realize they locked the keys to the getaway vehicle in the vehicle...so they’re stuck.

    I decided to google and see what I could find, for your enjoyment and mine. But in addition to finding some stories about dumb criminals, I also found some rules of thumb that any dumb criminals who may be reading this may want to consider. The rules, and the stories, are courtesy of The Freeman Institute. Enjoy.

    Rules for bank robbers