by Ann Lee Miller | Mar 31, 2017 | Blog, New Smyrna Beach FL
David Lossing stood in a circle of light at Disney World Fort Wilderness Campground. He jutted his chin toward the furthest tent in our M.A.S.H.-like village stuffed with more than fifty members of New Smyrna Beach High School’s Spanish Club. “I’m headed to the party... 
by Ann Lee Miller | Mar 24, 2017 | Blog, Just The Facts Fridays, New Smyrna Beach FL
I angled up on my elbows from my beach towel, slack-jawed like Susan Sigler and Jackie Herold as we watched a jumble of high school jocks gambol through the surf. Their guffaws and your mamas grazed the sand toward us. We knew their names—had sat in Algebra or Biology... 
by Ann Lee Miller | Mar 17, 2017 | Blog, Just The Facts Fridays, New Smyrna Beach FL
I scrunched into the shade cast by Jackie Herold’s brown boat of a car—her stepfather’s Chevrolet Impala—and let New Smyrna Beach’s sugar-fine sand sieve through my fingers. We’d driven down the Flagler Street ramp onto the beach and parked near The Islander Beach... 
by Ann Lee Miller | Mar 10, 2017 | Uncategorized
I sat in the back seat of the Knox family station wagon. James and Marlin Athearn rifled basketball scores and trivia at each other up front. My brain had glazed over fifteen miles ago. We cruised south on I-4 toward Orlando through an aisle of orange groves dotted... 
by Ann Lee Miller | Mar 3, 2017 | Blog, Just The Facts Fridays, New Smyrna Beach FL
On Tuesday, April 22, 1975, my creative writing class of eleven students clambered into a New Smyrna Beach High School van to visit Jonathan Livingston Seagull author Richard Bach. Jonathan had spent 38 weeks on The New York Times Best Seller List, appeared on...
