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  • No Fair

    No Fair

    Life is not fair.

    Saturday at about 7:30 a.m., my wife Sharon and I left to go to the Florida State Fair in Tampa.

    I had plans to take photos of award-winning cattle and to have lots of fun.

    I drove our Jeep on Alt. 27 to catch I-75 at Ocala, but it was very foggy.

    I decided to go down U.S. Highway 19 instead, because the traffic would be slower and lighter than on the Interstate.

    Shortly after going through Chiefland on 19, we smelled smoke.

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  • Super upset sheds ray of hope

    Teams that win a lot – a whole lot – usually draw animosity.

    Seems folks just plain get sick and tired of watching the same teams win time and again.

    Look at the New York Yankees. Many like to point at George Steinbrenner with disgust as he tries to buy another World Series.

    People even got fed up with Michael Jordan and the Chicago Bulls– dynasty in the '90s. Jordan shuffled off to play baseball before coming back to the NBA with the Bullets.

    Which brings us to the New England Patriots.

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  • Sometimes you miss the boat–or candidate

    I keep my politics to myself. I've been voting since I was 18 and have missed only one election during that time. In the course of all those elections, city, state and federal, I have not discussed my vote with anyone.

    Years ago when the state of Georgia was pondering a lottery with proceeds aimed at education, my then-husband and I were at odds on how to vote. We discussed the pros and cons right up until the Tuesday we voted.

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  • Tell me what you want

    Last fall our parent company sent a demographic survey pertaining to the reading preferences of Levy Countians based on subscriptions monitored by the U.S. Postal Service and amassed by an advertising agency for marketing purposes.

    It included a wide range of periodicals received via mail by Levy County readers based on statement of ownership documents that must be filed with the postal service annually.

    We were thankful to see that the Chiefland Citizen remains the most-read newspaper in the area surpassing other weeklies and three dailies.

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  • Mojo–Don't mess with it

    Mojo. The dictionary defines it as a magical spell, but to loyal fans, mojo means much more.

    It is a religion to live by. It takes normal rational human beings and turns them into superstitious individuals.

    Mojo is knowing what jersey to wear to the game. It's knowing when to take it off when things aren't going quite right, only to expose the team shirt underneath. To change the shirt at halftime is to give mojo a kick in the pants.

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  • Give me light

    I'm SAD. Not the morose, unhappy emotion that many people feel but SAD, as in Seasonal Affective Disorder.

    I have suffered from this problem for as long as I can remember, but it was only 10-12 years ago that I was able to put a name on the feelings, the very real feelings I endure for about six weeks out of every year.

    It's more than winter doldrums. It's more than just a case of melancholia, because even when I don't feel especially depressed, I have absolutely no energy to complete the most simple of everyday tasks.

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  • So this is what going nuts means

    I have almost 200 pounds of black walnuts, some riding shotgun in my car and some weighing down the trunk.

    Problem is, I don't know what to do with them.

    How I came to acquire so many was a bad communication gap.

    Sometime around Thanksgiving, Tom called to say he and future son-in-law Brett were raking leaves and had a difficult time because of all the %^$#! black walnuts.

    "Black walnuts!" I exclaimed. "I would love to have some for baking. Save me some and when I come up Christmas, I'll get them."

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  • Happy New Year

    Happy New Year!

    Having eaten my fair share of hog jowls, rice, black-eyed peas and collard greens on Jan. 1, 2008, I sat back and pondered the near future.

    I wondered about the unfolding events in 2008. Will Tarmac America obtain a special exception to mine hundreds of millions of tons of limerock from the Gulf Hammock Area?

    Will Ameris Health Systems obtain funding to build Tri-County Hospital in Chiefland?

    Will State Attorney Bill Cervone prosecute alleged voter fraud cases in Levy County?

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  • Reflections on Christmas wishes

    I wish I had money to buy gifts for all the people who touch my life in the course of a year.

    But if I did, you would be calling me Oprah instead of Carolyn, because those people are legion.

    Each year I write a Christmas letter to the family and friends I communicate with less than I should and this year as I thought of a summation, I knew what it had to be:

    "Except for a few minor things, I am very, very happy."

    And when I think about those minor things that trouble me, I realize how blessed I am.

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  • Lack of time won't defeat me

    It's no secret . . . I love Christmas. From crowded stores to decorations to kitchens redolent with the aromas of cinnamon and vanilla, it's all good to me.

    Every year since I can remember, I've always vowed to get an earlier start, plan better, stretch out the chores and actually enjoy the holiday I love so much.

    It's only a few days into December and I can already tell I am going to fail miserably at my goals.

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