One of my first childhood memories of the beach was a trip to the Jolly Roger Inn at Topsail. It was my first experience "fishing".
If you want to buy anything in a store, it seems you must plan your trip several months in advance.
As I write this entry, I can hear the distant crack of fireworks from Wilmington's July 4th celebration.
This past Father's Day was one to remember, but not for a good reason. Still, things could have been much worse.
If you grew-up in the southern United States, chances are you've heard the term "heat lightning".
Does anyone remember the name of a certain seafood restaurant in White Lake, NC? I'm not sure if the building is still there, but I remember eating there as a child.
In May 2011, our son celebrated his first birthday. As I was watching him mash birthday cake all over his face, two thoughts occurred to me.
When I think of April, Easter is usually the first thing that comes to mind. My grandmother lived in a small house near Beautancus (in Duplin County).
Have you ever experienced a tornado first hand? Let me tell you a story that defined my career path.
When I was a child, I was terrified of tornadoes- and with good reason.
For local cub scouts, February means "Pinewood Derby" season is here.
I never really craved chocolate as a child. When Valentine's Day rolled around, I preferred "conversation hearts" over the traditional boxed candy.
Get me to 95 degrees. Please. I say this with all honesty. I had rather endure a week of 95+ degree heat than a week with highs in the 30's.
Our infant son recently endured his first stomach virus. In the grand tradition of stomach viruses, it hit him at the worst possible place and time.
As many of you are aware, I don't like snow--- at least, not anymore.