We are live at the Flagler College West Lawn waiting for presidential candidate Mitt Romney to speak at his first rally of his national bus tour, just days after announcing his running mate Paul Ryan.
Flagler College will be one of Republican presidential candidate Mitt Romney’s campaign stops Monday, Aug. 13, as the candidate begins a bus tour of the state.
By Ashley Goodman | gargoyle@flagler.edu
Anyone looking for a last music festival roadtrip before school starts might want to check out this year’s Music On The Mountaintop Festival in Foscoe, N.C. For its fifth consecutive year, the festival brings some of the most underrated names in Folk, Americana and Bluegrass together for three days of dance and jubilation.
By Phil Grech | gargoyle@flagler.edu
As soon as I touched her wrist I felt ice. It is a feeling that you don’t expect. Touch the desk in your room and it’s room temperature. Touch a dead body and quickly discover just how cold it is after heat and life have evaporated. The chills down your spine don’t compare.
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By Phil Grech | gargoyle@flagler.edu
Everything has an expiration date, no matter how filled with preservatives. Milk. Veggie burgers. Canned goods. Pasta in a box accompanied by questionable powder mix. And apparently even chivalry.
It’s 7 a.m. on a Sunday. Why is my alarm going off? I reach over to hit snooze when I remember that I have to go to church this morning, and my stomach starts to knot like it does before I give a speech in front of a class.
By Adam Hunt | gargoyle@flagler.edu
Growing up in England, local TV news was never on my radar. As Britain would comfortably fit inside Florida, there just isn’t a market for it in a country so small.
Instead, I was served national news on a daily basis by the BBC or Sky. Prim and polished anchors with non-regional accents were commonplace and hardly a Doppler radar could be seen.
Ah, the ’50s. Squeaky-clean, patriotic American men came home to find their pipe and slippers set out by their dutiful and doting wives. Their 2.5 children would be in the “parlor” working hard on today’s batch of homework and making themselves some Ovaltine, labels out. Monday morning brought the grind and Sunday morning brought church. We were, in short, a country made up of Cleavers.
By Zach Gray | gargoyle@flagler.edu
St. Augustine’s reputation as a sleepy tourist town has rarely been questioned.
Trolleys roll by with a calm and tranquility, telling stories of how Henry Flagler and his lucrative railroad industry spearheaded the community’s economic growth.
During the era of Jim Crow, things weren’t much different. A hushed little fishing town, hugging the beautiful Florida coastline, was a serene paradise.