Wednesday, February 24, 2021


Its that time of year once again when I start to think of past visitors to our fair city.
 As August turns to September their names keep running through my mind.
Gracie, David, Bob, Hugo, Floyd, while unwelcomed, they certainly left their mark on our town and us. 

As the dog days wane, and the days of summer drift away, soon the first winds of fall will begin to make their way from Africa to our shore,  bringing with them the possibility that we might have to add a new name or two to that list of villains. Our coastal sensibilities put our Southern hospitality at bay as we board up our homes and our lives in an effort to deny the unwanted usurpers access to our fare city.

Anyone who was ever raised near a beach knows to hope for the best but prepare for the worst, respect the weather but never let a little thing like a hurricane change  the way you live your life. Put on Jimmy Buffets "Trying to reason with the hurricane season", check your batteries and water, stock up on plywood and make sure that old generator still works, then put it all in the back of your mind, and hope that eddie or flo or gavin will have other places to be this fall,,,, your not welcomed here.

R. Sweat

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