As Larry and I get ready to leave for vacation, our friends ask, “Are you going to the island?” They know it is our escape, our little piece of paradise. We leave our home in Fort Smith and we are on the beach 4 to 5 hours later.
It was January 2009 when Wes and a partner opened Jim’s Razorback Pizza on Old Greenwood Rd. Just around the corner from Southside High School, the pizzeria is convenient for after-game gatherings.
Much hand-wringing accompanies today’s discussions about education. Kids don’t learn enough reading, writing and arithmetic. Drop-out rates are too high. Colleges are turning out graduates who cannot find jobs. Companies cannot find qualified applicants.
I’m 25 years old, looking back to being 5. My single mom was taking college classes, I was in kindergarten and getting ready for my first dance recital. Life was good. Then, mom met Joe.
Throughout Arkansas and the River Valley the days shorten as brisk autumn air paints the landscape. Our natural state is vibrant in brilliant hues of red, yellow, and orange--showcasing a unique perspective and season. This is the season I love, and the place I call home.
In the past few years Buy Local campaigns, sometimes referred to as Shop Local, have emerged across the country. With the advent of the holidays, these campaigns take on an even greater economic meaning. Before going further let’s define what I mean by “local.”