By VERNA BROCK
For the most part, the election has come to a close. Some are elated. Some are despondent. My best advice is to take life one day at a time as the future begins to take shape.Hope for the best, rejoice in victory, and give each other grace.
I had the great pleasure of attending the Calico Arts and Crafts Fair in Moultrie, Ga., at the Agricultural Center with two of my favorite people: Debbie Craig and Vickie Burks. Despite being very muggy, the weather held. The entrance fee was a mere $5, and the vendors were amazing! I was able to score a boatload of Christmas presents, woot-woot! After a fun day shopping, we returned to Monticello for a delicious supper at the Front Porch Restaurant.
On my way back home, via Hwy. 27, Saturday evening, I witnessed a very odd sight. For at least 40 minutes I saw a series of swirling lights, two or three at a time. The lights seemed to swirl and cross at roughly 90 second intervals. At first I thought it was searchlights, the kind you might see at a grand opening. But the source appeared to be above the dense cloud cover, not coming from below. It was almost enough to make me believe in UFOs, or UAPs, or whatever you want to call visitors from outer space. I still have no idea what was going on.
Monday we took a moment to honor and remember our veterans, as well as the end of the Great War, the war to end all wars, World War I. The armistice was welcomed by the weary nations of Europe and the United States, and the entire world was transformed by the conflict. The advent of truly mechanized warfare was born, as well as the use of poison gas implemented against combatants. The landscapes of Continental Europe were demolished, reduced to rat-infested trenches and mud-holes, littered with live ordnance and rusting mechanical behemoths.
Peace was welcomed, but short lived. In little more than a generation, bitter resentment and nationalism would stoke a worldwide conflict that would dwarf the carnage of the Great War that ended in 1917.
The survivors of The Great War desired to commemorate the sacrifices and losses of the conflict by declaring Nov. 11th, the day the armistice was signed, as an eternal day of remembrance. Now, more than a century later, we continue to pause and remember the price of peace. I hope our nation, and the world, will also extend our gratitude to the members of our armed services for protecting us from further conflict.
Don’t forget! The Panacea Blue Crab Festival is this weekend, Saturday, Nov. 16th. The parade will start at 10 a.m., and end at Woolley Park. A $2 entrance fee for adults (children under 12 are free) will give you access to a day full of entertainment, vendors, and fireworks at the end of the day.
Please keep 18 month old Sammie Pruitt in your prayers, as he has stabilized with no actual improvement. He will begin rehab at a pediatric center soon. Also in need of our prayers are Pastor Tommy Stone, of the Woodville 1st Baptist Church, Gloria Dock, Linda Whitney, Jan Girvin, Anna Lee Grant, Sue Beard, Molly Claire Stephens, Debra Giles, and Clem Bunker.
