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PHOTO BY Bill FAVER "IN COC ()()i\S, a hidden promise: Butterflies will soon he free!" Hymn Of Promise BY BI I,I. FAVER There's a spring tluit waits to he, These transitional days between Unrevealed until its season, winter and spring arc hard on Something Hod alone can see. those of us who want to get on We've come to depend upon the coming of spring to with the warmer weather and pret- awaken us to the wonders of the natural world just as tier days. we gear ourselves up for the start of a new season at We are anxious for the spring the beaches. We know the dormant season is over for a flowers, the budding trees and the while and those of us who have hibernated can wel promiscs spring has in store for us. come being back in circulation. We can get outside The birds are singing in the early and enjoy the natural world, get more exercise, and morning and the insects are begin- possibly shed those pounds we gained during the win ning to buzz in anticipation of the ter. renewals awaiting us. Spring is a good tinic, too, to watch for the birds In one of the church anthems by Natalie Sleeth coming through our area. Some will be our residents called "Hymn of Promise" we find these words: moving around in search of food; others will be those In the hull> there is a flower; beginning their migrations to northern breeding In the seed, an apple tree; grounds. Spring brings excitement to those of us who In cocoons, a hidden promise: watch the birds and we can agree with Natalie Sleeth Butterflies will soon he free.' that "There's a spring that waits to be..." and we can In the cold and snow of winter, join her in the hymn of promise. FAVER LIFE LESSONS IN THE AGE OF ELECTRONICS The Auxiliary Back-Up Column This isn't my real column. This is a hastily composed auxiliary hack up column. The computer killed my real col umn which, ironically, was all about the recent computer-related techno logical advances which have al lowed us to make the Beacon so col orful these past few weeks. There was a dark cloud over that column from the jump. It was sup posed to have been completed by the end of the day on Friday, the weekly deadline. It wasn't. I had what seemed like a good ex cuse at the time. Wednesday I was sick and stayed home. Thursday I was sick and came to work to catch up from Wednesday. Friday I was sicker still but came to work to catch up from Wednesday and Thursday. I was moving kind of slow, but I had myself convinced that I'd be able to knock that column out be tween lunch and time to leave for Raleigh at 5 o'clock. I had a salad for lunch Friday, fig uring that since this terminal head cold had killed my taste buds, I should munch something with crunch. Returning to my desk, it oc curred to me thai if I had onion breath, I wouldn't be able to tell it. Maybe I should chew some gum. I dug a stale stick of Beaman's out of the bottom of my purse. The instant I bit into it, my tooth broke off?not exactly a front one, but one close enough that you could see it if I grinned too big. After alternately panicking and grossing out for a few minutes 1 called my dentist and discovered he had closed at noon. Then I called every other dentist in the phone book, all of whom had closed at noon also. I called one guy's pager number. He called right back. Home free, I thought. "Oh, thanks so much lor calling back," I explained. "I broke my tooth and you can see it if I smile and I'm sup|?>scd to be leaving to go out of town in three hours and I wondered if..." "Look, I get a lot of money for coming in when I'm closed," he said "I'll meet you at my office, but it'll cost you a hundred bucks, and that's before treatment," he replied. (And that's a direct quote.) Mmmm. I thought. I'd hate to miss an opportunity to let someone this obviously compassionate bore into my mouth with a drill, but it doesn't really hurl and I'm pretty sure my own dentist will call me back as soon as he gets my message. My own dentist and another who didn't even know me both called back. Fach assured me that there was nothing they Could do by time Lynn Car/son for me lo leave. 1 calmed down and resolved not lo smile tor the rest of the weekend. That turned out not to be a prob lem. Every inch of the way to Ral eigh I grew more and more ill. By the time Saturday morning came? time to go to the N.C. Museum of Art, the purpose of our trip?I couldn't breathe at all. my eyes were puffy and I was snee/ing every ten seconds. I went anyway, to the museum, the bookstore, dinner, a movie, Sun day brunch and the mall. I hadn't been on a road trip in months and I was determined not to spend it bellyaching in front of a hotel room television set. Sunday night, though feeling bet ter, I was in no shape to write a col umn upon returning to Hoiden Beach. I'll do it first thing in the morning, I told myself. Other tasks ate up Monday morn ing like Pac Man ate dots. Same for Monday afternoon, which included a dentist's visit my father was kind enough to arrange for me. I schlepped home Monday night at 7, not quite spry but with portable computer in tow. At 10:30 I finished my original column. It wasn't the greatest?no column written on a Monday could be?but it was done. First thing today (Tuesday) I popped the floppy disk into the ex ternal drive on my real computer? the one at my desk?and prepared to copy the file L.YNNCOL to my hard drive. The message said "DISK ERROR # 12K; CANNOT OPEN FILE." 1 couldn't open it and no one else could either. I threw the disk in the trash. This pitiful story has several life lessons: ? Don't put off writing anything that will carry not only your name, but your picture, to thousands of homes. You never know what might come up (or break off). ? If your computer has a hard dri ve and an external drive, always store your documents in both places until you're certain you're finished with them. ? Don't brag about a computer in writing; it'll tum on you quicker than an inbred pit bull. ? And never, ever chew stale gum on Friday afternoons unless you've got a hundred to burn. ^5 Bi Timothy P. Gibble, M.D. Internal Medicine Board Certified An internist specializes in till aspects of adult medical care, from a common cold, stomach or skin problems to chronic illness to inten sive care. Internists provide preventive and acute care and many outpatient and inpa tient medical needs. Also, they provide diag nostic services and referrals to subspecial ists, if necessary. Susan Gibble, PA-C Physician Assistant Certified A physician assistant provides care through assessing, diagnosing, prescribing medica tions and treatment, ordering diagnostic test ing and offering educational needs, always under supervision of a physician. 3 Medical Center Ur. Office (910)754-8921 Supply. NC 28462 TJj New patients welcome On the Brunswick ? Costwlse & Medicare Hospital Campus ? Assignment C 1 ***** 1 Mt HHUSSWK K Ht ALU* MORE LETTERS 'Commish' Carroll Should Stop Trying To Do Manaqer's Job To the editor: If the shenanigans that have been occurring at the Moiden Beach Town Hall over the past several weeks were not so pathetic, they could eas ily become a prime-time comedy ^tarring D wight Carroll as "the Commish." The joke "up and down the beach by average citizens" this week was, "Can you spell defamation of char acter, i.e. libel? I"he Commish can not." Mr. Carroll was quoted as saying in the March 10 issue of The Brunswick Beacon that he does not think (Town Manager Gus) Ulrich enforces the town ordinances fairly. I"hc solution to the problem is con tained within the quote. He (Mr. Carroll) does not think! Since Mr. Carroll brought up the subject of fairness, why doesn't he expound on his fairness and impar tiality in enforcing the building code during his tenure as inspector. A beautiful example of his fairness can be seen by all as they drive across the bridge to Holden Beach. What about that, Mr. Carroll? Mr. Carroll was also quoted as saying that Mr. Ulrich is not capable of doing the manager's job, that he is not qualified and that he is use less. The implication, of course, is that Mr. Carroll is eminently capa ble, qualified and probably more useful than anyone in the free world, but for nothing more than a good laugh. Mr. Carroll needs to straighten up and stop trying to do Mr. Ulrich's job for him. G. Nash Greene Jr. Holden Beach Sick And Shamefvl To the editor: Like Lynn Carlson, I do not sub scribe to the conspiracy theories of the paper not printing accounts of the Holden Bcach town meeting. Her column, however, is in fact proof of the real problem with the articles as printed. The articles print ed seldom reflect or describe the ac tual meeting as it took place. Doug Rutter printed responses from town council members con cerning an executive session (a sor ry. low-down, unethical thing for the commissioners to do, but consider ing the source, not surprising). But even a cursory reading of the article shows that probably several of the members were lying, both to the public and to the paper. Liven Doug didn't seem to under stand the picture he had verbally captured. He metaphorically snap ped on the light and there they were, nibbling on the cheese. I am firmly convinced that, had Doug realized the truths (or is it lies?) he had captured, he would not have printed the article. Intended or unintended, as I believe, your paper and Doug have performed a valu able service for the community. Perhaps those in Holden Beach who believe in honesty and fair play will be ashamed of how their elected officials abuse truth, power and their own truly honorable employees. It is a sick and shameful thing to do! A.M. Watson lloldcn Beach A Rogue Board? To the editor: Once upon a time the Brunswick County Planning Board handed out zoning changes like candy to any body who wandered in the door. Then a citizens' group requested the hoard to rezone the site of the pro posed Martin-Marietta quarry in or der to protect something as funda mental as the future quality of life of the people of Brunswick County. Suddenly the board reared up on its hind legs, unanimously decided that zoning in the "southeast sector" was right and true, and denied the request. Surely, Ihey seemed to say while rolling their eyes at the ceil ing. zoning was too important an is sue to be influenced by these upstart citizens. Now comes Long Bay Devel opment with a spot zoning request just across the road from the Martin Marietta property. Sure enough, the planning board rolls over onto its back and unanimously, of course, declares that the original zoning was in error after all, and the three prominent investors in I>ong Bay Development deserve to have a nunc valuable piecc of coiiiiliCiCiat property. Never mind that the rezon ing request is so blatantly wrong that the planning board's own staff rec ommended that it be denied. Once again the planning board has shown that their concerns do not lie with the welfare of the people of Brunswick County, but with the eco nomic interests of the privileged few 3P/J the politically conncctcd. !s there not one person on this board with the knowledge and courage to speak as an advocate for the people of Brunswick County? It is a sad and unfortunate circumstance that the county's citizens must now serve as watchdogs over this rogue board. The board of commissioners will now decide the fate of this particular rezoning request. Wc shall soon see whether any wisdom has been gained from the Martin-Marietta fi asco. Mary Lou Wehrle Southport No Black History, No American History To the editor: I am responding to the "Amer icans First?" letter in the March 3 is sue, where the writer said she was fed up with this so-called black his tory. Well, I am fed up with the ig norance that was evident throughout this article. America is not a country where everyone is the same. The many di verse cultures and the many differ ent nationalities are what makes America the country it is. So in a country that consists of people from all over the world, how can there be one history that suits such a coun try? I am also fed up with people who do not realize the importance of edu cating all of our children about black history because, without it, there would not be a United States history. Who was the first person to per form open heart surgery? Who in vented the traffic light? The list goes on and on with achievements of African Americans, but the majority of the time, credit is not given where it is due. People should use the same frus tration that compelled the writer of that letter to find out what blacks contributed to this country, instead of complaining about what we did not do! Natasha Brown I .eland AT WINNABOW BRING HOME THEtBEACON On Sale At YOUNG S GAS & GROCERY Comprehensive Hospice Needs Volunteers Comprehensive Hospice has announced the dates of an upcoming training program for persons inter ested in becoming a hospice volunteer. Hospice vol unteers must complete the training program. The classes will be held March 22. 24. 29 and 31 from 12 pm to 4 pm at the office of Comprehensive Home Health Care and Comprehensive Hospice on Hwy. 17 Just north of Shallotte. Volunteers provide much needed emotional and social support to terminally ill patients and their fam ilies through a variety of tasks. Including companion ship, respite, errands and transportation. Volunteers are needed throughout Brunswick County. For more information or to discuss scheduling options for group classes please contact Renee Street at 910-251-81 11 or 910-579-1461. Dr. Christopher J. Moshoures is pleased to announce the opening of his new office location for the practice of Optometry and Diseases of the Eye. Vision Square 4830 Main Street ? Shallotte 754-2020 Ctl?4 THI BMUNSWlCK HI AC ON
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