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Medal of Honor Day March 25th

Medal of Honor

Medal of Honor Day
Beth Volpert

Veteran’s Day, Armed Forces Day and Memorial Day are among the more well-known commemorative dates that honor our military both living and gone, but the Medal of Honor Day is gaining some new notoriety. March 25th is the nationally and officially designated day to honor the recipients of the Congressional Medal of Honor with events planned from Tomb of the Unknown Soldier at Arlington National Cemetery to hometowns across America.

Locally, The Hilliard A. Wilbanks Foundation and the Congressional Medal of Honor Society seek to increase public awareness of the Medal of Honor and educate our future generations about the history and unique aspects of the award.

Born and raised in Cornelia, GA, Air Force Capt. Hilliard A. Wilbanks was assigned to the 21st Tactical Air Support Squadron at Nha Trang during the Vietnam War. By February 24, 1967, Captain Wilbanks had flown 487 combat missions. He had survived nearly 11 months of dangerous combat and was looking forward to coming home to his wife and four children. On that day, under fire, Capt. Wilbanks had to make a decision that would not only change the lives of his own family, but also the lives of the families of the many men he saved with his heroic actions during an enemy ambush. The prestigious MOH award was posthumously awarded to Captain Wilbanks on January 24, 1968. For his actions in combat, Captain Wilbanks had become a hometown hero, but left a family behind.

To date, there are 21 Georgia recipients who share the honor of the highest award for heroism in military action which this nation can bestow on a member of its Armed Forces. (Retrieved from: http://www.nationalmuseum.af.mil).  In 1861, Iowa Senator James W. Grimes began to lobby for the creation of a medal to honor such heroism. The award has undergone updates as dictated by the situations created by changes in our military. Originally a naval award, The Medal of Honor now has three distinct types: the original simple star shape established in 1861 which the Navy, Marine Corps and Coast Guard have retained; a wreath version designed in 1904 for the Army; and an altered wreath version for the Air Force, designed in 1963 and adopted in 1965. (Retrieved from: http://www.cmohs.org).

Since its inception in 1861, this country has honored those who have given selflessly with gallantry in action regardless of rank. The 2013 Medal of Honor celebrations will not only include the laying of a wreath at Arlington, but also the ringing of the closing bell on Wall Street and a black-tie gala in New York. Celebrating both the living and the lost who have gone well above the call of duty is among the simplest forms of gratitude a country can and should express. On March 25th, our country will honor and remember those who risked everything.

Educating future generations about true sacrifice and the legacy that it can leave behind is just one aspect of The Hilliard Wilbanks Foundation. To read more about that legacy check out www.hillardwilbanksfoundation.com 

Going to Little Gasparilla…Quiet Florida Paradise

Cottage on Little Gasparilla Island

Cottage on Little Gasparilla Island

The lulling sounds of Robert Plant (Led Zepplin) singing the lyrics to going to California…with an aching in my heart… took on a new meaning when my 13 year-old son changed them to reflect our travels to a remote Florida island for spring break last year. As we headed south on I-75, along with thousands of other Spring Breakers, the humming became…going to Gasparilla with a skimboard in the car…

Room to roam...

Room to roam…

Having never been to this particular beach locale, we were not sure what we might find. We found exactly what we needed. The island turned out to be the kind of freedom we rarely experience in our lives filled with church, school, band, soccer, hockey, swim team and other assorted activities that take up the majority of our time. An island, only accessible by boat and without any commercial offerings besides housing sounded just like a dream. We were not sure it could exist; much like that Led Zepplin song we had parodied…perhaps it was just a mountain of dreams or, in our case, a beach of our dreams.

Gasparilla Boy 2We explored the docks while we waited for our ferry ride from the mainland. Once on board, the wind began to blow turning our hair into the fluffy, wild curls that only show up at the beach. Relaxation set in and by the time we had crossed the bay; we had seen a shark, several varieties of shore birds and enough fish to make the youngest hanker for a fishing pole right then and there.

Beach Balls...

Beach Balls…

Our condo was clean and decorated with tasteful beach decor. A fully-stocked kitchen, compact washer/dryer, screened porch and comfy beds made the trip more than well worth it. We had not even seen the beach.

We set off down the sandy road to the beach and arrived in just 2 minutes with our boards ready. Skim boards, wake boards and castle-building necessities made the trip in our trusty old “beach buddy” with rusting wheels and  duct-taped handle which we see as a sign that we are true beach veterans. A short trip over a protective boardwalk revealed sea oats that gave way to a vast expanse of glittering sand upon which the best of waves were breaking-just perfect for boards of all sorts.

At the end of the day...

At the end of the day…

The week was spent allowing boys to be boys. They could roam the island without worrying about traffic or too much humanity. Our biggest fears were the slithering kind of which we only saw one-the good kind…a big, black rodent-eater.  The boys surfed, built castles, cooked dinner, read books, sat, slept and did just about nothing connected to our very busy daily lives. It was a dream come true which made life at home, well…not as hard, hard, hard as it seems…la la la la…

A Week of Wonderful Witness

The last thing my brother told me before heading to Haiti this week was that I needed to keep my fingers on the keys and blog, blog, blog. He is among my biggest cheerleaders and a huge inspiration in business, personal life and faith for me. Along with his posts from Haiti this week, I have noticed that several of my Facebook friends have been witnessing themselves. Sharing their “realness” for lack of any other word. The heart of who they are and their commitment to use Facebook to reach those who might need a well-placed word has been an inspiration. 

Asking for prayer for a specific situation is among the mighty benefits of Facebook, but consistent witness of how a greater good affects one’s life is mighty personal and takes courage to share. Lessons can be learned from anyone at any time and little altars are everywhere. Thank you this week to:

Victoria Rodriguez whose words are deeply true and reflective.
Jennifer Teague who uses her early morning hours to reflect on what a mother needs on any given day.
Dick Moe who has battled braver than any soul I know against goofy little cells in his body that he will not allow to overtake him. His love for humankind is overwhelming and his delight in life is inspiring. 
Yvette Young who watches the “little latitudes” to see where a kind word might me inserted.
Margie Peden who outruns her problems every morning and makes a difference in the lives of youth.
Alyson Morrison and Jo Maki who find the best of those daily spiritual pictures and repost because one of them just might make a difference.
Bev Gbur who reached out to make sure everything is right with my world-out of the blue.
Tammy Lee Barton, Kim Anthony Williams and Keisha Cameron who tell it like it is in the everyday life of kids (especially boys). Laughter is indeed the best medicine.
Cheryl Donaldson and Sonya Deese Farrell who stand firmly in their resolve to raise strong Americans while their husbands serve our country. 
Anita Farrell, Tracey Weller and Sandi Porter who remind us of our health and how strong our bodies can be if we do simple things. 

There are more of you, but this week, these friends stood out strong, clear and courageous to push forward on a mission to make life better by sharing, unafraid of comments. So, I ask for you to say a little prayer for those who share.

Donated Drums Keep the Beat in Haiti

Haiti Drumset

Donated Drums Make the Trip to Haiti

To say that I am proud that my baby brother walks the walk is an understatement. He is currently in Haiti visiting with the people that his church, Epiphany Lutheran in Suwanee, GA, have pledged to support. Through the Haitian Timoun Society, the travelers work to create a future of hope, sustainability and dignity. The work isn’t complicated, just requires a considerable amount of love and dedication.

My brother, a drummer himself since the early 1980’s, was pleased to be able to help set up a drum set donated by the Mullenbach family. Even though I am not privy to be a fly on the wall today on his trip, I imagine that he banged the drums a bit with the band.

Probably couldn’t resist, but that meant that he would have to put the camera down for a few minutes. This trip is different. Previously, Steve had used his professional video editing skills to film and create messages designed to promote the incredible work being done in Haiti. He always had a camera in his hands and looked at Haiti though a lens. This time, he began his trip by looking forward to being a more “hands on” participant.

In any case, the work being done by The Haitian Timoun Foundation is crucial to the future of sustainability. Check out their work and stay tuned for the music that is the real rhythm of Haiti.

What’s On YOUR Sippy Cup?

Drew gets a new sippy cup for his 14th birthday...

Drew gets a new sippy cup for his 14th birthday…

Today, my oldest son will turn 14 and we thought that sippy cups were a thing of the past for us. Even his 2 and a half year old nephew says he gets a “big boy” cup. However, with the increasingly electric world that seems to surround us, the thought of an “open cup” is a disaster most of the time. In fact, we have a “covered cup policy” when anywhere outside of the kitchen. There is the Macintosh for video editing and the amazing creations meant for Garage Band. Both boys have computers and I am pretty mobile with my laptop for the freelance kind of life. Spills can spell true disaster for any of us, even if it is a keyboard or mouse.

With all this in mind, my mother, affectionately called “Ditdo”, set out last week to find the oldest a really cool Tervis Tumbler with the UGA Bulldogs on it. This quest led to a discussion of those covers with the accordion straws vs the coffee type sipper on it. We determined that, after years of trying to wash those accordion straws, that it was much cleaner to go with the coffee type cover. What this really boiled down to was that we had just gotten him a giant sized, no-sweat sippy cup. Having a Georgia Bulldog on it was just a perk that made it palatable for a teenager…

Now that you have thought about it…what’s on YOUR sippy cup? Better yet…what’s IN your sippy cup?

YES! There IS Hockey in Snellville!

Jr. Gladiators Celebrate National Championship with Maximus Lion!

It is a widely reported phenomenon among the hockey families that the most common public response to the wearing of one of our SGAA Sports HOCKEY shirts is something like, “There’s HOCKEY in Snellville?” You bet there is!

Despite the fact that there is no ice on our TWO rinks, fast-paced hockey does take place on local, national and international levels. This past Spring, SGAA Sports Dual Deck Arena even hosted teams from the Cayman Islands (Mostly Canadians…) during the ECHO Tournament. It was some intense competition and a great time was had inside the rink and at the outside tailgates.

Inline hockey is a family sport for certain. Even foreign-exchange students get in on the act. For a second year in a row, the Branch family is hosting a young man from Spain. Jaime and Manuel both came to America to play soccer and maybe dabble in football and lacross…but hockey grabbed their attention…They can’t help it-there are three boys already in the house plus their cousins who all have hockey sticks in hand.

SGAA Sports is for Girls Too!

The game is not for boys only. Very pretty young ladies play the sport and never ask for any special treatment because they are girls. These lovely young ladies are often found in the penalty box on any given weekend…just like the boys…plus, they are both school and community leaders.

Penalty!

Penalty Box…2 Minutes!

Part of the family feeling at SGAA  comes from the fact that it began as a small-town organization in 1966. Back then, they didn’t have hockey, but SGAA Sports has been a family-oriented group since its inception. This year, it was determined that something had to be done to offer an affordable action sport to local youth. Tim Gaines, SGAA director says, “We wanted to offer something affordable to get kids active.” The rate for first-time players was lowered to $50 and a “gear locker” was created by the SGAA Hockey Families. “Kids can borrow equipment from the  locker,” says Gaines. “It helps keep the cost down.”

SGAA Sports Inline Hockey Players Shift Change

After making the game more affordable, the organization then went so far as to offer a free clinic called “Learn To Skate” which takes place on Wednesday nights. Many kids come in wobbling on street-skates and end up screeching around on hockey inlines just a few lessons later. “It is amazing what happens when you give a kid a hockey stick and let ’em go,” says long-time volunteer coach Jack Britt.

Inline Hockey National Championship Game

So yes, the answer to the question is definitely…YES! There IS hockey in Snellville, GA. Just ask one of the hockey moms or dads. There are plenty of fans in the stands who keep the flow of sports drinks, snacks and cheering going for our players.

Maximus Lion

Gladiator’s Mascot…Maximus Lion loves inline hockey too!

Even Maximus Lion, mascot of our local ECHL Gwinnett Gladiators team is a HUGE inline fan. Community Relations Director, Jim Hall adds, “We love the youth hockey teams-they are some of our biggest fans.” Even though the SGAA kids play on rolling skates instead of blades, the game is still fast, fun and affordable. Check it out today!

Online registration is now open for the Winter session of Youth Inline Hockey thru Nov 1st at www.sgaasports.com.

FREE LEARN TO PLAY/LEARN TO SKATE program is moving to WEDNESDAYS from 6 to 7 PM.  Hopefully, this will allow families more time to get to the rink.  If you plan to attend on Oct 17th, please email tgaines@sgaasports.com.

Special Birthday…Special Person

Finding your way in this life can take tremendous patience and a “try, try again” attitude. This attitude is pretty prevalent among those whom I am blessed to call “friend” and it takes all kinds of friends. Birthdays are a wonderful time to celebrate those gifts.Giving, especially from the heart, is certainly called for. Cards, texts and FB postings are pretty easy, but when you have the chance, something more should be written…

So, that being said, my friend Laura-who has, according to local gossip, about 19 kids-is one of those girls who keeps her finger on the pulse of many. It may be a week before a call or text is made, but she is just as likely to drop in with a bottle of wine or-even better- a granddaughter to play with. She manages to homeschool, be a hockey mom and still stay faith-filled with a study of her bible-much of which is permanently committed to her ADHD brain and useful for both a soothing balm or a competitive round of trivia. Strength is both her ally and enemy at once. Sometimes, like most moms and wives, she pushes herself beyond pain and fatigue to make certain all of her 6 “real” and the scads of “itinerant” children have food, clothing, shelter and most importantly, time & love. 

This week, it is her birthday. She is just like me and most of my girlfriends…39 and holding. I hope she takes some time to get her hair highlighted and that her family does their chores, minds their manners and remembers to hug her back when she offers her love. It isn’t much to ask, but all she would really want. Well, that and if her husband would throw some steaks on the grill…that might make her day. In the meantime, I think some of the girls and I will find some time to open a bottle in her honor…after all…birthdays are a great reason to celebrate! 

Hey! Pastor Rick…Watch THIS!

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Videos are a dime a dozen on the web. Well, so are blogs…but that isn’t what we are talking about here…we are talking about an exceptionally gifted videographer who walks the walk…and gives freely of his  talents for the benefit of those doing God’s work. I am a little biased, but my baby brother is quite talented with an eye for the important details.

After watching the video Fishing With PR (Pastor Rick), I had to laugh at all the commentary from parents dodging fishing hooks, the videographer (Steve Volpert) ducking flying lines and Pastor Rick remaining his calm, cool collected self among the many rods attached to the children of his flock. There were tender reminders to “watch behind you”, “you might want to stand this way”, “here you go” and “you have to use the little fish to catch a bigger fish”. But the most hilarious comment of the day belonged to a sweet kid about 8 years old who said in his biggest, most excited voice, “HEY! Pastor Rick…WATCH THIS!” Now, the camera caught the smile on this child’s face, but the tone was unmistakable. The fisherman was teaching his “men” to fish. A lesson in learning to be a fisher among men is a hard one to teach with just crayons, paper or words…it takes a motivated teacher to create a lasting impression on wee ones. And enthusiasm. It takes enthusiasm which is rewarded by the enthusiasm mirrored in the voices of the smallest ones. Catching enthusiasm on film takes a patient and steady filmmaker. As with fishing…the best stuff comes to those with patience and a keen eye, but sometimes it helps when someone yells WATCH THIS! 

Homecoming…South Gwinnett Alumni 2012

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Tammy singing Faithfully by Journey

Homecoming…SGHS Reunion and Rock Concert
Beth Volpert

The flowers alone were enough to transport many of the South Gwinnett High School alumni back in time. Mrs. Gloria Still outdid herself at the request of the reunion committee to “reproduce” the much-loved giant white Homecoming mums with a simple Comet Blue pipe cleaner shaped into an “S” and placed on top. She wasn’t sure at first that she could find a big supply, but the lady came through! While the flowers, memorabilia case, concert jerseys, letter jackets, cheerleader uniforms, tube socks and record albums (Complete with the HotLanta HomeCookin’ releases!) decorated the beautiful high wood-beamed ceilings of the Gwinnett Environmental and Heritage center, the real highlight was the music. Song always was…and still remains…the same for the attendees who spanned the classes of 1978 to 1987.

The planning began about three minutes after a huge multi-year reunion in 2009.  It seemed that despite the games on the big screens inside along with the bars, food and photo shows, most folks wandered outside to stand in the chilly autumn night just to hear live music from the era. That night, it was determined that the next reunion would include and be centered around a rock-n-roll concert featuring some of our own alumni talent. It didn’t hurt that one of our own who had performed on one of those HotLanta HomeCookin’ albums had married a favorite radio personality from the station of choice, 96ROCK. Laura Peters had an “in” with JohnBoy Bryant and we suddenly had a Master of Ceremonies who could bring back the memories with just the sound of his voice.

It was that voice that introduced the folks who were instrumental in turning the normal “doorprize” offerings into an auction to benefit another alum. The Auction for Aimee idea took hold and raised $3,500. Snellville has changed over the years, but the years have not changed the idea of “hometown” and caring for your neighbors.

That same voice introduced the committee members headed by Cal Cooper. Cal held tight to the idea that more than 500 would likely attend the event and although numbers were not trending that way close to a month prior to the event, just after Labor Day, the RSVP’s began to pour in. “The Reunion” became the talk of the town. Snellville was buzzing with questions about the signage dotting every corner (thanks to the mayor for permission…). Even Brookwood High School joined up and alerted their first graduating classes to the party. Following a 1980 split-session year, Brookwood High School opened. Many of those first Brookwood graduates had also attended SGHS coming up through Snellville Middle to create a vast membership in “The Reunion”. The committee worked hard to spread the word that all were welcome and it would be an event not to be missed.

And the song…the music took center stage. There is a certain feeling that the era of the late 70’s and early 80’s music can create with the first note. That feeling took over quickly and transported the 500 +/- attendees from 2012 to 1980! The music, organized by 1984 grad Tommy Taylor, centered around school dance and 96ROCK after school playlists. Musicians from among the alumni rotated on and off stage all night playing favorites spanning many genres. Journey, Prince, Tom Petty and Led Zepplin, among others, brought out the dancers. And dance they did! The floor was covered all night long. Slow dancing was still a crowd favorite all these years later, especially when Tammy Shirley Tompkins gave her all with a beautiful rendition of Faithfully. Laughing faces could be seen in the glow of the show lights as well as cell phones and iPods as attendees shared photos of children and grandchildren.

The organizers stayed busy all night making sure everything went smoothly. Bar owner and alum, Glenda Bramlett  maintained a tightly-run bar and efficient crew. Professional help at all levels of the event helped make it enjoyable for everyone. At the end of the night, the volunteers stood back and waved “see ya‘ll” with satisfied smiles and tired feet.  Planning began again that night, about three minutes after the doors closed with the statement, “Next time we need to…” Chances are there will be music. Even though time passes…the song really has remained the same.

http://www.southgwinnettreunion.com or https://www.facebook.com/groups/SGHSREUNION/

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Glenda Bramlett and Tommy Taylor ready for the reunion.

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Organizer Cal Cooper shows the reunion concert t-shirts to Pam Marsh Hughes

Hershey Bar Succumbs To Heat…Sad, But True….

Hershey Bar melted in record heat @ the Snellville, GA Walmart…

Today’s visit to our friendly neighborhood Walmart began by circling the parking lot hoping for a decent spot since the asphalt was emitting waves of heat. I don’t have one of those handy-dandy car thermometers, so I am not really sure what the temperature was at the time.  Suffice it to say, it was hot.

As I left my mommy-van, something shiny caught my eye. I am easily distracted…where were we? Oh yeah, something shiny. I stepped up to the curb where I focused in through the waves of heat coming up off of the somewhat gooey tar and saw an even more gooey site. Sadly, it was a dead Hershey bar. Squashed in the prime of life, the Hershey bar was likely destined for a tasty summer chocolate pie or the melty goodness that is a s’more…To go before its time, in the parking lot of the Walmart was sad. I paused and felt sorry for the Hershey bar, took a photo and made my way toward the air conditioned store as quickly as I could wade through those heatwaves.

Inside, lined up neatly, were the brothers in shiny wrappers of the poor chocolate delight dribbling down the parking lot. They looked a little sad, but stalwartly stood side-by-side waiting their turn to become chocolately summer goodness. Hooray for the Hershey bar! Live on!