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Pete the Cat meets Sen. Carter
Pooler Republican reads to local Pre-K students
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State Senator Buddy Carter (R-Pooler) read to children at Richmond Hill Montessori Pre-K on Monday as part of Georgia Pre-K week. - photo by Jeff Whitte

Pete the Cat met state Senator Buddy Carter on Monday at Richmond Hill Montessori Preschool, as the Pooler pharmacist and Republican Congressional candidate read to students there to help kick off Georgia Pre-K week.

Along the way, Carter led the students in singing lines from “Pete the Cat and His Four Groovy Buttons” and “Pete the Cat: I Love My White Shoes.”

Both books are by Atlanta artist James Dean and songwriter Eric Litwin. The stories are basically about dealing with change  – in the former story, the laid-back Pete loses the buttons to his shirt one by one until he’s left with nothing but a belly button, and yet – “I guess it simply goes to show that stuff will come and stuff will go, but do we cry? Goodness, no. We keep on singing, buttons may come and buttons may go ….”

In the tale of the white shoes, the cat steps in everything from blueberries to strawberries to mud yet still loves the shoes. A lot.

“I love my white shoes, I love my white shoes,” goes the refrain, and it’s apparently not unfamiliar to Carter, who is a grandfather.

“I sure do like Pete the Cat, he’s one of my favorites,” Carter told the youngsters, who seemed thrilled by the state senator’s performance and he with theirs. “Y’all sure are good singers and readers.”

Afterward, Carter called the kids “precious, it’s such a delight being with them,” but also acknowledged they could be a “pretty tough crowd,” he said. “Especially during the singing parts.”

Carter was invited to read to three classes at Richmond Hill Montessori by its founder, Audrey Singleton. She said she invited Carter because he has been “consistent in supporting education throughout the state on all levels, but particularly with the Georgia lottery funding Pre-K.”
Singleton said 20 years of research shows lottery funded PreK programs are making a difference.

“These early learners are making a difference in their milestones, once they reach their upper grades and school age in a public or private school setting, when they’ve had access to lottery funded Pre-K, the scores are there,” Singleton said. “When we invest in children in a younger age, we reap the reward in the return at the later ages.”

Carter said it was important to read to students to encourage them to read and to underscore the importance of reading. The lesson seemed to stick with the students, including one diminutive 4-year-old student who yelled out: “I read in my imagination.”

Singleton said Georgia Pre-K week is sponsored by Georgia Power and Synovus Bank, who work with the state’s Bright from the Start and Voices of Georgia “to bring attention to lottery funded Pre-K and all it does for the 4-year-old in Georgia.”

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This is among the last pieces I’ll ever write for the Bryan County News.

Friday is my last day with the paper, and come June 1 I’m headed back to my native Michigan.

I moved here in 2015 from the Great Lake State due to my wife’s job. It’s amicable, but she has since moved on to a different life in a different state, and it’s time for me to do the same.

My son Thomas, an RHHS grad as of Saturday, also is headed back to Michigan to play basketball for a small school near Ann Arbor called Concordia University. My daughter, Erin, is in law school at University of Toledo. She had already begun her college volleyball career at Lourdes University in Ohio when we moved down here and had no desire to leave the Midwest.

With both of them and the rest of my family up north, there’s no reason for me to stay here. I haven’t missed winter one bit, but I’m sure I won’t miss the sand gnats, either.

Shortly after we arrived here in 2015, I got a job in communications with a certain art school in Savannah for a few short months. It was both personally and professionally toxic and I’ll leave it at that.

In March 2016 I signed on with the Bryan County News as assistant editor and I’ve loved every minute of it. My “first” newspaper career, in the late 80s and early 90s, was great. But when I left it to work in politics and later with a free-market think tank, I never pictured myself as an ink-stained wretch again.

Like they say, never say never.

During my time here at the News, I’ve covered everything that came along. That’s one big difference between working for a weekly as opposed to a daily paper. Reporters at a daily paper have a “beat” to cover. At a weekly paper like this, you cover … life. Sports, features, government meetings, crime, fundraisers, parades, festivals, successes, failures and everything in between. Oh, and hurricanes. Two of them. I’ll take a winter blizzard over that any day.

Along the way I’ve met a lot of great people. Volunteers, business owners, pastors, students, athletes, teachers, coaches, co-workers, first responders, veterans, soldiers and yes, even some politicians.

And I learned that the same adrenalin rush from covering “breaking news” that I experienced right out of college is still just as exciting nearly 30 years later.

With as much as I’ve written about the population increase and traffic problems, at least for a few short minutes my departure means there will be one less vehicle clogging up local roads. At least until I pass three or four moving vans headed this way as I get on northbound I-95.

The hub-bub over growth here can be humorous, unintentional and ironic all at once. We often get comments on our Facebook page that go something like this: “I’ve lived here for (usually less than five years) and the growth is out of control! We need a moratorium on new construction.”

It’s like people who move into phase I of “Walden Woods” subdivision after all the trees are cleared out and then complain about trees being cut down for phase II.

Bryan County will always hold a special place in my heart and I definitely plan on visiting again someday. My hope is that my boss, Jeff Whitten (one of the best I’ve ever had), will let me continue to be part of the Pembroke Mafia Football League from afar. If the Corleone family could expand to Vegas, there’s no reason the PMFL can’t expand to Michigan.

But the main reason I want to return someday is about that traffic issue. After all, I’ll need to see it with my own eyes before I’ll believe that Highway 144 actually got widened.

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