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A Time for Every Purpose
Lo, dear friends, the time has finally come! Its sound is unmistakable in the scrape of dried magnolia leaves tumbling along the asphalt. Its scent is…
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Jessica Leigh Lebos
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Is History Dead, Alive, or Just A Dream?
Climbing the steps to Hodgson Hall always makes me feel like I’m going to be met with bayonets. Built in 1876, the home of the Georgia Historical…
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Jessica Leigh Lebos
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Whatever Happened to Heyhowyadoin'?
It is not easy to become a Southerner. As someone who first came to these parts over a quarter of a century ago, I remember how alien I felt among this…
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Jessica Leigh Lebos
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August 2023
Dispatch from the Cone of Uncertainty: Hurricane Idalia
By the time this hits your inbox, Hurricane Idalia will have made herself fully known. At the moment, she is sweeping her thick, saggy arms across…
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Jessica Leigh Lebos
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Blurring the Borders: El Paso and the Return of the Lost Jews
The wall of rust-colored slats topped with curls of razor wire flashed with shadows as the tour bus sped by. I’d seen it on the news, of course, but…
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Jessica Leigh Lebos
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A Pirate Looks At 90
If you ask Captain Jack Flanigan what he remembers most about life in the Lowcountry, he’ll tell you, “only the good things.” If you ask his friends…
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Jessica Leigh Lebos
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The Weirder of the Absurd
The guest of honor wore a layered pinafore of delicately folded fast food wrappers, attended by a court of googly-eyed chicken nuggets in formal wear…
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Jessica Leigh Lebos
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Barbies, Trolls, and Intrinsic Self-Worth
Everybody seems to be sharing their thoughts about the Barbie movie, so I will, too. You’re welcome! Normally, I would offer up my opinion with a caveat…
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Jessica Leigh Lebos
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July 2023
Stoked and only slightly scarred: Surf’s up with Hot Sushi
He wears a single neon sleeve on his left leg, the same one where the shark sunk its teeth into him. Two summers ago, Tybee Island surf instructor…
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Jessica Leigh Lebos
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Who Ain’t Tybee?
It’s the third week of July, which means I’m approaching peak beach rat. Crusty hair, sand in unspeakable places, skin molting into one giant freckle in…
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Jessica Leigh Lebos
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I Can See Clearly Now...Later? Who Knows
When the crystal bowls start singing, that’s the cue for the mind to shut its clamoring trap. That’s the aim, anyway. Much like a toddler hopped up on…
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Jessica Leigh Lebos
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Celebrate the Empty Spaces
Summer may be in full swing as they say, but around here, it’s clearly more of a slow wobble. The “it’s 95 but feels like 110” heat wave settling across…
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