Another success story is our food story featuring NC CEED's latest endeavor, The Training Station. The professional grade kitchen stations and banquet facility will be able to be booked for events. The blueprints include a space for another community garden and outdoor venues as well. This is a win to local caterers and those baking inside their homes, as it will equip more people for jobs and the licensing needed to operate within state laws. I love it when old buildings are repurposed for the greater good and CEED is counting on this to be a community effort in helping to fund part of the cost.
Food is a sure way to unite a community.
Miriam:However, as I write this column I am snow bound at home. My memories go back to other snowstorm anomalies. The first one I remember happened when I was in the fourth grade at Westlawn Elementary (now Alma Eason, whom was our principal) in the winter of 1960. We lived on Pilot Avenue in Haymount and had the best hill in town for sledding. This made for great sledding because numerous kids could go down the hill at once. Back then, people didn’t park on the street like they do now, probably because most people had only one car. Can you imagine? People from all around town came to ride their sled down the steep hill. Like today, the other go-to spots are the high slopes at Highland Country Club and Rowan Park... but our street was the best.
While I’ve weathered many storms, none were better than the one in the winter of 1960. We were out of school for many days, just as the kids are now. The child in all of us looks forward to these brief pauses of the reality of life; time spent catching up on our reading and our Netflix library. Everything seems to stop for a few days. As I look through the Facebook feed and see all the families “unplugged” out building snowmen and sledding at Highland CC, it brings back good memories. The truth is, inclement weather stops commerce almost completely. Businesses close, which no one likes, but the salaries, rent and utility bills still accrue. People recognize this is a bad storm when the Haymount Grill closes for two days (which never happens).
I believe these little anomalies (which they are in the South) are God’s way of telling us He is still in charge. Of course man has assigned the name “Mother Nature” for these occurrences, not God. But I won’t get on my soapbox about that now. While writing this, I look out my office window at home and see a City of Fayetteville truck plowing my street of snow and ice and dropping a brine mixture, much to my pleasure. Our tax dollars are hard at work when we need them. Bundling up to face the world, I’ll head over to the post office and collect the bills that didn’t stop during Winter Storm Pax. As my mother used to always tell us: “You be careful out there!" Where the Blooms Are
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