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When I say, “Macaulay Culkin,” what pops into your head? I am not telepathic, but I am guessing you thought of the movie, Home Alone (and before you ask, that is how you spell his name…I know, I googled it!). You know what’s really interesting to me about the fact that scenes from that movie are probably dancing in your brain? That particular film came out in 1990!

Growing up in Florida, my sister and I knew the drill when unwanted company dropped by our house in Boynton Beach. The lights went off, and if we were too slow to make it appear no one was home, we would straighten the living room and put away food in the kitchen. Whoever came knocking would be invited inside, but only to the couch. Nothing was offered, for that would imply they were welcome to take their shoes off and consume our goods. Times were hard.

The first stories I ever heard were fairy tales from a very tall book festooned with beautifully painted illustrations.

Book of Ecclesiastics.

There was a story, years ago, about an elementary school. They were preparing a play about the first Christmas and the birth of Jesus. Teachers in charge had a task of finding speaking parts for every student, with the exception of one young boy.

Not to brag, but as an elementary school kid, I was a whiz at spelling. When it came to putting letters in the right order, I was like a mail man. Back then, there was no such thing as Spell Check.

Ennis has long been a place that yearns to meet the needs of people. The announcement from city officials that the new Welcome Center was available as a warming station last week was most encouraging.