Page 4 LEVY COUNTY JOURNAL THURSDAY, DECEMBER 14, 2006 YOUR VIEW Fly Lady’ guide to holiday gift giving ast December we replaced school teacher gifts (three kids times a teacher and an aide, plus the mu- sic teacher, the art teacher, the enrichment teacher ...) With a single check to the school’s library fund. We sent thank you notes to the teachers telling them about the gift in their honor — and the principal asked the kids to help suggest some pur- chases for the library. This went over so well that we did the same thing at the end of the school year. Thanks for all you do! — in Virginia. *Rather than a Christmas / Winter Holiday gift I often give a Thanks-_ giving present to my daughters teach- ers. We have a really nice bread store that makes very gourmet breads. I’ve given a nicely wrapped loaf of bread the day before Thanksgiving with a small note such as: “We are very thankful for the gift of wonderful teachers” Sincerely, *Everyone can use extra bread if they are having Thanks- giving, they can bring the bread if they are going someplace and since it’s food, definitely not clutter (except maybe on my hips...but that’s a different issue!) *As a former child care provider, some of the best gifts I got from the families I cared for were actually not gifts for me.......they were gifts for my inhome child care. Some fami- lies would bring me large lots of construction paper, paints, playdough, crayons, pencils, gallon jugs of apple juice, Costco size boxes of crackers, cheerios, juice boxes, large chunks of cheese, bags of apples and grapes, and sometimes would even ask(and then purchase) what toy I’ve been really wanting for the day care. Of course, all of this.is nonclutter because we used it all!!! : *] do a lot of baking at Christmas and every year we give our neighbors a plate with assorted goodies. One older couple really looks forward to and appreciates them because she isn’t able to bake like she used to. They have said that the traditional holiday goodies really make it feel more fes- tive for them. *When I was in middle school, our neighbor hood pulled _ together and painted an elderly neighbor’s house. She was sooo happy ae was 5 16 years ago and I still remember how wa : Pee from’ sidewalks etc. aré wonderful ‘gifts’ See Fly Page 5 Letters to the Editor 1) Letters should be 500 words or less. Letters over the word limit may be edited for space and clarity. Letters longer than 500 words that are difficult to edit, may be considered for guest columns. | 2) Letters must be signed and bear the signature of the author. Please include a daytime phone number (not for publica- tion). : 4) Submit your letter by noon Monday. You may email it to editor@levyjournal. com, bring it by either of our offices or mail it to either address on the front page. 5) Letters by the same author will be considered for publication every 21 days. Quote of the Week “People take different roads seeking fulfillment and happiness. Just because they’re not on your road doesn’t mean they've gotten lost.” -H. Jackson Brown: Jr. Pm E COUNTY PAPER «+ EST. Our Mission The Levy County Journal is published to serve the people of Levy County as the leading information source that empowers the community while never compromising our principles. We: *reflect our community in everything we do. *provide leadership that contributes to the betterment of our community, *record the history of our county and make a difference in the quality of life for our residents and merchants. *promote readership of community events that foster better citizens. *promote readership of advertising thereby fostering a healthy economic environment. ‘grabbed the pan and! | ~ out the back door. “Copyrighted Material syndicated Content Available from enmera News Providers”, 7 . hen Williston’s Jackie West watches a Christmas parade, it is with ‘the child-like wonder most of us can recall from our youths. But for Jackie, every day she wakes up inspires that kind of wonder because this woman knows how precious life is and hdw quickly it can- be snuffed out. A few years back, Jackie, a mother of two, was criti- cally burned over 65 percent of her body. A kitchen fire, started from a pan of grease left there by arelative, woke her from a sound sleep. Panicking, she ran into the kitchen, jattempted to throw it In doing so, the flames went higher and Jackie was caught in the engulf- ing fiery inferno. For three months, she lay in a coma- induced state in the burn unit at Shands while her body tried to heal and doctors fought for her life. When she awakened, suddenly it was June, not the March night when the tragedy occurred. Her then two-year-old son, Willie, didn’t recognize her. “T was pink all over,” said the youthful, polite, black woman. After a seemingly unend- ing series of surgeries and skin grafts, Jackie started her’ own road to recovery. She learned to walk again and because of a tracheostomy, speak again. Only recently the trach was removed and her throat, still inflamed and muscularly weak, has begun to heal. But breathing—and walking—are still difficult and works in motion. Jackie wears the dark black scars that cover her legs, arms, stomach and back like a badge of honor because it reminds her daily L925 CE Who We Are Managing Editor Carolyn Risner Office Manager/Chiefland Robin Heath Staff Writers Cassie Journigan Neal Fisher Sales Representative/Bronson Laura Catlow Tynesetter Wilma Jean Asbell Delivery/Clerical Rhonda Griffiths JACKIE WEST : how blessed she is. “Tf you had told me I would be burned in a house fire and almost died five years ago, I wouldn’t have believed it,” she said Friday as we stood on the street cor- ner waiting for the Williston Christmas parade to begin. I just shook my head, amazed.at.the; ;, grit and, deters, vse =) mination it must m have taken—is taking—to reha- bilitate herself and forge on with life. Disabled now, Jackie can’t work. She spends her time caring for her children, living on’ a fixed budget and enjoy- ing the small things in life. Things we too often take for granted. Like the involuntary reflex - of breathing. . As Jackie pointed out, most people simply’breathe. But'she has had to learn to breathe and is as aware of the action as much as we are aware of running a 5K race when we haven’t trained for it. Once the parade be- ' gan, Jackie took her place alongside her children and I couldn’t help but notice the obvious delight on her face as she watched LaKayla and Willie scamper for the candy tossed by those in the motorcade. “Thank you,” she called each and every time some- one threw a mint or Tootsie Roll in our direction. “God bless you. Have a “merry Christmas.” _ And then it struck me. This feeling of why Cassie chose this particular week for an Arizona vaca- tion. Why I had arrived 30 minutes before the parade started. Why I chose to park close to the antique store on the corner. Why I stopped at the stone table and bench rather than move closer to . the street. I was supposed to be there. I was supposed to meet Jackie West. I was supposed to hear her story. Why? Certainly a story such as this is not the happy, fes- tive tale one wants to hear at Christmas. Carolyn Risner oe. xe | Its the miraculous time of the year THINKING OUT Ori is it? When I drove to- ward Bron- son on 27A, I couldn’t help but be uplifted and inspired at one wom- an’s story. Jackie West took a bad chapter in her life and has _turned it into something better. No longer is anything a given and everything she sees or does becomes a gift from the Creator. Sunrises are more spectac- ular. Fresh air is incredible and breathing on your own ae phenomenal. Children are smore precious and life is ex- ‘traordinary;'even ifit’s not. | - And watching a Christmas parade is a moment captured in time, evidenced by three beaming faces captured by a reporter’s camera on a cold, dark December night. There may not be a’score of presents under Jackie’s Christmas tree this year, but there is no doubt that the gift she and her children will share is the gift of being together. They will laugh. They will remember and they will enjoy the day—every minute. of it. As I turned to head toward my car, I extended my hand and told her how much I enjoyed talking with her—and | I meant it. But as quickly as my hand went up, it came down and Jackie and I hugged there on the main street of Williston. “God bless you,” we said in unison. “Have a merry Christmas.” Jackie West may not know it, but she is the best present I will receive this year. For through her story and the remarkable way she han- dles herself, I was changed. Her life, her story, her willingness to share remind- ed me of the miracles in my own life—the ones that tend to get dusty on the shelf of my memory. Her fortitude to get up every day and put one foot in front of the other inspires me to look beyond circumstance and enjoy this moment for what it is. I believe in miracles. I know a few. And during this Christmas season, when the greatest miracle of all came to earth in the form of a baby, I won’t forget the gift I was given and the giver who blessed me while waiting on a Christmas parade. Carolyn Risner is the managing editor. of the Levy County Journal. She may be reached at editor@levyjournal.com. No fear of fiving flew cross-country last week. Flying is always an opportunity I eagerly await. I love the chance to bea at an Lauper! with all qe kinds of people from all over the world. I love going someplace different, seeing places I’ve never seen before. There is nothing like the exhilaration of flying. I love the feel of a jet engine revving up, and then gaining, gaining, gaining in speed as the big bird lifts itself off the ground. Wonderful too for me is chance to take a bird’s-eye view of our planet. I love looking down at the land with its hodge-podge of city buildings, its orderly little rows of colored boxes CASSIE JOURNIGAN Columnist for homes, and especially the wild places—the fields of many colors, the dark forests, the verdant mountains and meandering rivers. _ This is a big land in which we live—a very big land. I don’t much care to spend a lot of time in cities, andl am ~ always greatly heartened to see just how much natural land remains. When I spend too much time at ground level viewing cities steadily. eating away at'‘Ournatural ©" lands; begin 'to’think there * will soon be left no trees, no rivers, no land in which to roam free. My plane last week touched down in the very big land of the American Southwest. Wayne and I flew * to Phoenix to see our son and © his girlfriend. The thrill of a new topography was merely a byproduct of the visit. But what a byproduct it was. ‘The city itself was interesting. It was clean—no trash littered the streets or sidewalks. And huge. Mountains liberally surround a vast flat valley. Some of the mountains look like dead volcanoes. Others are classic butte shapes. One resembles an animal so much that it is named “Camel Back Mountain.” Looking at Phoenix with its areas of urban sprawl as well as its natural areas led me to think about Levy County. Our area is beautiful in an entirely different way. Comparing the two led me to wonder: will Levy too become plagued by urban sprawl? I have seen so many trees felled in recent years. Real estate signs are up everywhere, promising huge tracts of land for sale on the cheap. I watch building after building going up as progress rapidly gobbles up nature. I wonder if we will become another version of urban sprawl. I hope we will work at keeping our green spaces. Maybe I’m just sentimental, but sociologists, planners and medical scientists agree. Research completed by Amy Zlot, who works at the Oregon Department of Human ’ Services, and Tom Schmid at the Centers for Disease Control, indicates that people who live in communities rich in recreational opportunities are more fit than those whose communities offer little or no park space. See Cassie Page 5