Last week a message went out to volunteers with Be Paws We Care, a group that supports the local animal shelter by finding homes for shelter dogs. The message was simple: “There are five adoptable dogs at the shelter.”
Five Adoptable Dogs!
A truly amazing feat for a public county shelter that has, at times, been filled to capacity. There were more than five total dogs at the shelter because some were on “stray holds” where they are held a certain number of days before being placed for adoption in case their owner showed up. Still, that low number is staggering. And, according to an article published recently in The New York Times, our local figures mirror those being seen nationally.
The Times reported that euthanasia rates at animal shelters in the country’s 20 biggest cities have plummeted by 75 percent since 2009. The reasons: spaying and neutering are becoming the norm and rescue adoption is growing in popularity.
In a world where there are so few “good” news stories, this is one to truly rejoice about. The Humane Society of the United States reports an estimated 6-8 million cats and dogs enter shelters now each year. While still a staggering number, consider that 13 million entered shelters in 1973 and you can see the progress.
Twenty years ago, Pickens Animal Rescue, another local volunteer rescue group that is still active today, spent a large amount of their donated funds on a spay/neuter campaign where they offered $25 spays and neuters to anyone who couldn’t afford the cost of the surgery. The impact of that program can be seen today in the lower number of stray dogs and cats in our county.
Also, with the help of volunteer organizations like Be Paws We Care, who this year has placed close to 200 shelter dogs in homes or with rescues, more southern shelters like Pickens see their dogs adopted through rescue networks throughout the country, particularly up north. Local folks may be surprised to learn that Pickens dogs are transported through volunteer groups north into states with strict spay/neuter laws where the demand for rescued dogs and cats is greater. The only caveat: the animals must be out of the shelter and in a foster home for two weeks prior to transport. Recently, one local foster mom received numerous texts from a lady in Connecticut who was adopting a Pickens dog. She shared pictures of her soon-to-be-new-dog’s plush bed, fancy bowls, customized name tag and tennis balls for play time.
According to the Times, “while people used to hit pet shops for a pedigree puppy, bonding with a rescue animal has become the more humane and responsible option.” It’s become cool to talk about how you rescued your pup as opposed to buying a purebred dog through a breeder.
When an abandoned pet entered an animal shelter 10 years ago, according to the Times, there was a good chance it would not leave. Now, their chances are astronomically better. In Detroit, according to the Times article, the euthanasia rate dropped from 86% in 2012 to 31% in 2018. Dallas dropped from 65% in 2012 to 19 percent last year. Charlotte, North Carolina’s rate dropped from 59% to 27% and Houston from 57% to 15%.
While we hope for the day when animal shelters are no longer needed, this is one case where we can applaud Pickens County following the national trend.
To further this great work, please consider supporting the Be Paws We Care fall fundraiser on October 19 at the Elk Overlook, 420 Elk Overlook, Talking Rock. There will be a silent auction and raffle. Tickets are $30 and are available at Sharp Top Catering or online at Eventbrite.com; search for Be-Paws We Care Fall in Love. To donate to the group, visit be-pawswecareinc.com/donate or mail your tax deductible donation to: Be Paws, 361 Oakland Drive, Talking Rock, Ga. 30175.
Update: As of press time there are only three dogs in the local shelter without a rescue group commitment.
By Angela Reinhardt
The last place I remembered putting it was in the little dish below the medicine cabinet – one of the only two places I ever put it. But the next morning it wasn’t there.
That was a month ago and I still haven’t found the ring my grandmother gave me. I still haven’t found the ring that was perfect in all the ways a ring could be perfect – woven golden mesh, vintage, art deco. I’ve never felt so sick over losing a material object - actual physical heartache.
This wasn’t just some “thing.” It meant something.
My visceral reaction made me think about our relationship to “stuff” and how it becomes part of us, a representation of ourselves and a way we identify in the world. Then I thought about the mass of stuff we have now – most things that don’t “spark joy” but that fill up space and feed what seems to be an insatiable craving for more. I remembered my grandmother who had the same bath towels almost my entire life - the same dishes, the same bedspreads, the same everything, but that kind of conservative consumption isn’t the norm now.
“People just seem to want money and somewhere to spend it,” she told me sharply over dinner one night.
I recently read a book about old Florida, a novel that tracks the state from the early 1900s through the late 1960s, when it was published. The protagonist, Stoddard, evokes Ayn Rand’s titans of industry. We meet him as one of the 10 wealthiest men in the country - a driving force behind Florida’s development from an “exclusive sanctuary for the rich” with a few estates surrounded by uninhabited, raw land, to the “glittering, thriving, garish land it is today.” The story follows Stoddard from his childhood through WWI, then through the economic booms and busts. After the war, there was a surge of speculative interest. Land prices skyrocketed. Property was bought and traded. People had money and wanted more.
“The desire for status became an obsession…The urge for conspicuous consumption was described by one industrialist as ‘the divine discontent.’ Debt was encouraged and made easy…Few persons remembered when there was vague social stigma in having a mortgage on one’s home. To owe money, and the more the better, was an infallible indication of a man’s credit and, therefore, his position in the community.”
Editorials are supposed to argue a point. So…what’s my point? I suppose it’s more of a question. Are we happier with more? Or are we able to appreciate simple things when we don’t surround ourselves with so much?
When the Florida market crashed all the money and land deals were gone, but people seemed --- relieved. Stoddard had a small gathering with food and music and friends. He, like others, were happy to slow down and return to a simpler life.
“There was an aura of contentment surrounding the group. At the moment no one wanted more than what he had.”
Last week I reported a house fire that put my grandmother’s ring into perspective – this family lost everything. But the mother had an overwhelming sense of gratitude because her children were alive. Her seven-year-old got the two youngest out just in time. She clung to God, and told me she’d rather lose everything than lose her family. They would rebuild.
My ring became less important.
The book opens with Stoddard surveying a particularly thriving part of Florida that he had built.
“God must have felt this way when he gazed upon the world and found it good,” he thought.
But we later learn Stoddard became trapped in his own success, and in some way his fate reflects “the fatal flaw in the golden myth Florida has become.”
I’m not arguing we go off-grid or throw away our things, but “conspicuous consumption,” I agree, leads to divine discontent. Sometimes less can be so much more.
Last week the Pew Research Center came out with some interesting figures about just how neighborly we are, from the big city types to those of us who live in little towns like Jasper and Pickens County. The findings were somewhat surprising.
A majority of Americans, a full 57 percent, say they know only some of their neighbors while far fewer, 26 percent, say they know most of them, according to the Pew Research Center survey. Pretty shocking, especially when the same study found residents in rural areas like ours are more likely than people in suburbia and urban areas to know all or most of their neighbors, but, get this, we aren’t more likely to interact with them.
What a shame. We know them but don’t hang out or cook out or have each other over for dinner.
You would think a huge draw to living in a small town or county would be getting to know the few close neighbors we have. The study found that four-in-10 rural residents say they know all or most of their neighbors compared with 24 percent of urban residents and 28 percent of suburban residents. Roughly half of rural residents, about 47 percent, say they have face-to-face conversations with their neighbors at least once a week, with similar shares of suburban – 49 percent – and urban - 53 percent – residents saying the same.
One thought is here in the rural areas, we drive past each other, while the urban folks aren’t in cars thus more likely to stop and talk in the apartment building or on the sidewalk.
The study also found Americans age 65 and older are more likely than those age 18 to 29 to say they know most of their neighbors (34 percent vs. 20 percent). Not too surprising perhaps. In contrast, about a quarter (23 percent) of adults under 30 don’t know any of their neighbors, compared with just four percent among those 65 and older. That seems like a trend, and not a good one.
There are also slight differences based on marital status, according to the report. Roughly three-in-10 married adults (31 percent) say they know most of their neighbors, compared with about a quarter or fewer of those who are unmarried (22 percent); living with a partner (20 percent); divorced, separated or widowed (26 percent); or have never been married (19 percent). Having children at home isn’t related to stronger ties with neighbors: Parents are just as likely as non-parents to say they know most of their neighbors (26 percent for each group).
Even in a digital age, neighborly interactions are still more likely to happen in person than via text or email. Americans who know at least some of their neighbors are more than twice as likely to say they have face-to-face conversations with them several times a week (20 percent) than over the phone or by email or text message (7 percent each).
Social events among neighbors are relatively rare, Pew found. Among Americans who know at least some of their neighbors, a majority (58 percent) say they never meet them for parties or get-togethers. About three-in-10 (28 percent) say they have parties or get-togethers less than once a month, and 14 percent say they do this monthly or more often.
Have we lost the art of neighborliness? We hope not. Being a part of a welcoming community makes daily life so much more pleasant. Neighborliness is not always about nice homes and lawns and parks but more about how people in a given area treat one another. Being neighborly is closer to what Jesus meant when he said there were two great commandments, the second being to love your neighbor as yourself. So maybe instead of watching Netflix one evening, we could try sitting on our front porches and inviting a neighbor over to “sit for a spell,” or taking a walk and saying hello to everyone we meet along the way. While Robert Frost’s poem “Mending Wall,” which reads “Good fences make good neighbors,” seems more accurate of how we live today, it doesn’t have to be that way.
By Dan Pool
Never do I recall this many new businesses in Jasper’s downtown at one time. Start back with Smokin’ Mo’s, you can then add the Old Mulehouse, plus two sweet shops, a quilting shop and a workout place.
I am optimistic that this mix may re-invigorate the town – certainly more so than lights on the top of buildings or new traffic signals.
And with the latest additions, we have what would seem a better balance of places to eat and places to shop and window shop.
Towns need both dining and retail to create an atmosphere where people won’t just dine and dash back home but walk around or come to shop and then stay for an ice cream or a drink.
It’s exciting to see where things will go from here. Smokin’ Mo’s and Lollidrops have already put after-dark energy in the town and the other additions will make our Main Street a better place to hang out.
Seeing the people out and about on the sidewalks after sunset or on Sunday is a big step in the right direction.
Not that we want to be a party city or tourist trap, but it’s nice to see that Jasper is home to places that provide character.
A friend of mine in Ellijay reminds me often that while their downtown has boomed, he can’t get a seat at his favorite bar and doesn’t see anyone he knows among the crowds.
I don’t want to ever see Jasper like that, but I do want to see it vibrant and active enough to support the businesses here.
In full accuracy it should be noted these new establishments only put us a little ahead of where we were last year. Longtime businesses Moore Furniture, The Woodbridge Inn, plus relative newcomers Wingsology and Revive Us Again have closed. And while not on Main Street, our largest local retailer, the Bargain Barn, also called it quits in the past year.
Churn and turnover is how the business world works. It’s always risky starting a new venture, especially in the face of online competition and hostile, belligerent social media reviews.
I’d like to encourage everyone to give these new spots a chance and to give downtown Jasper another chance if you haven’t strolled our fair streets lately. [Remember that this weekend is JeepFest and it will be crowded on Friday night.]
These businesses and their owners/employees are what will make Jasper special. Certainly the lighting, brick accents and plants set a great stage but people will come for the businesses that line the street - they are the stars.
The Jasper government has long promised perks such as bathrooms, renovated spaces, even different traffic patterns and failed to deliver on anything for downtown. These new businesses and the building owners have quietly forged ahead - renovating, sprucing up and opening establishments that will hopefully make the town proud and more enjoyable. It is not surprising that small business, not government, leads the charge for civic improvement. Small shops and restaurants have always been the backbone of America and when you have government out of the way and business people engaged you are more likely to see a whole area succeed. People who have made an investment and put their money, time and reputation on the line have the strongest incentive to see that the town prospers.
The community needs to support these places, simply by giving them a chance for your business. If you go and don’t like it, fair enough – maybe give them a second chance – but certainly they deserve a first chance from the community. So spend a few bucks and see if their products, services and food measure up.
You can’t go wrong shopping in your hometown first.
School is open for another year and with it we’re already hearing reports of bad behavior – entitled people who refuse to accept any blame or suggestions and show absolutely no respect to teachers or principals.
To be clear here, we are talking about parents - full-grown adults who need a time-out or perhaps some corporal punishment.
It was recently reported by our governor that the state can’t keep teachers in the profession very long. While teacher salaries have reached a very respectable level, it must be assumed they don’t enjoy their work environment. Dealing with spoiled-rotten kids they can’t discipline without fear that any action will be met by an irate phone call/e-mail from some relative who is appalled anyone would take issue with the little tyrant they send to school every day.
Like any profession, some teachers are better than others and the worst teachers may be genuinely bad or uninspired. But what we’d ask parents and guardians to consider is that in generations past, teachers and all adults in authority were shown some respect.
It was generally expected that kids be able to comport themselves in group settings and allow a classroom to function and this low expectation should still be meet by parents sending their child to school. What has changed is the view in the minds of many parents/guardians that their child is automatically right and so the teacher must be wrong. It is certainly worthwhile for any parent to get the whole story, but the whole story includes the possibility that your child was at fault.
Everyone who has gone through the public school system has stories of the time someone “got them in trouble.” And life is full of unfairness. But, it’s hard to believe that teachers have enough to free time to randomly seek out kids they want to punish for no reason. Parents who always feel that their child is targeted unfairly by teachers should take another look at what their child is doing to draw the extra attention.
The larger issue is how parents and students interact with teachers. Are they making the profession so unrewarding that many teachers don’t last longer than the five years mentioned by Governor Kemp? We have heard stories of parents who before even talking with the teacher have taken to social media to post inaccurate accounts of classroom episodes,which are supported by the typical Facebook trolls, who never consider that maybe the child is fibbing. Kids do that.
More civility in schools starts with giving respect to those in authority in the classroom, even if, as a parent or student, you disagree with them. That is the way the whole system operates. When children who have been led to believe at home they can do no wrong come into contact with the world (in the form of a classroom of peers and a teacher) it should be an awakening, but too often it’s a case where the enabling parents respond by thrusting themselves further into every situation. These parents need to ask themselves where do they stop? Do they follow the child along into adulthood to shield him/her from other authority figures like a boss or the judge?
Psychologist Dr. Jordan Peterson advises as one of his key points to never raise children whom you dislike. That is pretty simple advice for parenting, but solid. If you child is constantly engaging in some behavior that deep down bothers you, put a stop to it and don’t expect a teachers to tolerate it.
We need classrooms returned to a state of civil respect because at some point taxpayers aren’t going to keep putting out better carrots to lure new teachers. And this attitude starts with parents letting the teachers teach without expecting them tolerate behavior a generation before would have pulled out hickory switches to deal with.