By Marlon Holloway
“Country Boy Who Made It Home”
Guest columnist
One of the most enjoyable Hamilton Area Chamber of Commerce events for both the chamber members and the public is the organization’s annual Shrimp Boil.
This year marked the 20th anniversary of the fun and tasty event, and everyone was invited out to share in the fun and the delicious shrimp plates and fixings.
The Shrimp Boil is held annually at the Hamilton Fire Department as a way to gather the chamber members, other business professionals and members of the community. It’s also an extremely delightful and likable fundraiser for the chamber.
More often than not, media headlines and coffee shop conversations tend to be negative in regards to elected officials and various governmental departments. And while some of these remarks may be well earned by those who serve, allow me to share a little background into recent events which proved to be the exact opposite.
On Wednesday, Aug. 30, I was traveling on U.S. Highway 43 heading home to Hamilton from a meeting in Tuscaloosa. I topped a hill and saw an object in the road. I swerved but heard a sickening "pop," as my tire blew out. I carefully made my way into the town of Guin and called Watha's.
