COMMUNITY

The sun came up early. After a long drive from the North Carolina mountains to the beaches of north Florida, I was dog tired. But I got up to go fishing anyway. The allure of tailing redfish on the marsh is intoxicating. Sleep would have to wait. I arrived at...

It was late last week, three days after Hurricane Irma had lashed much of Florida. There was a knock at my door. Outside were two local firefighters. Thoughts filled my tired mind. Death of a loved one? Wrong house? Or was it because I had dodged a roadblock in town?...