Where have all the sewers gone?

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I can’t remember a time when I didn’t know how to sew. By age five, my mother had put a needle and thread in my hand and showed me how to stitch fabric. One of my fondest memories was going to the fabric department of Jon’s Department Store in my small Midwestern hometown. At age five I chose material for …

If this isn’t a food desert, it sure feels gritty

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Dare I say it? Newton is a food desert. It’s been that way since Harris Teeter left. A “food desert” is one of those trendy labels meant to shame corporations for pulling out of less-than profitable locations. It’s officially an area, especially one with low-income residents, that has limited access to affordable and nutritious food. As long as we have …

Saluting Billy Graham, a real American hero

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I don’t remember a time before Billy Graham. And so I stood with the 300 people gathered on Feb. 24 at the Startown overpass on US 321. It was unseasonably warm, and many of us waited for an hour or more, watching the traffic whiz by as oversized American and Christian flags flapped from the overpass, waiting for North Carolina’s …

Bump stocks, crazies and other stuff I can’t explain

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  A teacher at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School, a man who once taught Nikolas Cruz, summed things up after Cruz killed 17 people there on Feb. 14:  To tell you the truth, I’m not surprised. I’m numbed, the teacher said. Numbed. In the wake of the Florida school shooting, with emotions running high, it’s crazy to even bring up the …

The curious tale of Isaac Wise

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Recently my book club discussed A History of Catawba County by Charles Preslar. In 1954, Preslar, a local reporter, wrote the county’s story including the legend of a local patriot, Isaac Wise. The Wises are said to have lived at the head of the South Fork River. On a modern map, that’s near the intersection of Highway 10 and 321 …

Three winters that sent us packing

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The recent cold snap reminds me of why we live in North Carolina. I know, six degrees  sounds extreme, but it could be worse. We could be buried under snow that keeps coming and coming like it did 40 years ago. The other day a Facebook friend posted a photograph from Central Illinois in 1979. It showed a winter scape …