"Correction could offer opportunity" by: John Sample

   This weekend brought news of a failure in the negotiations over a solution to the Greek debt crisis. 
   As a consequence the current pull back in the various stock indexes will continue as markets cannot stand uncertainty. 
   It did not help a bit that the long argued Trade Pact went down to defeat in Washington. 
   The potential rise in the value of the dollar against all other currencies will continue to make it harder for US companies to compete. One can only expect that we may be closer to a correction than we have thought.
   Never forget that a correction is not the end of the world. 
   Actually, a correction for me is a real opportunity. 
   Value investors come alive when markets correct as they start sifting through the wreckage to find the overly punished. 
   It is really an opportunity to find long-term investments. 

"A retreat with the Lord can be spent listening" by: Rosario Resendez

   This past week I was on a silent retreat.  
   During this time we silence ourselves so that we can better hear the word of God in ourselves. 
   That week I also gave up TV, my phone, my tablet, and the cord to my laptop as it doesn’t work without being plugged in.  
   I was proud of myself going over and beyond what was expected of us so I can silence myself and not be tempted by technology and social media. 
   So Sunday evening I gave up my electronics along with my fellow sister in formation.  
   We all laughed and were excited to get the silent retreat started.  
   This was all done at 6 p.m. Sunday, by 9 p.m., I was pacing my room not knowing what to do with my time. 

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"God always with you, even when times are bad" by: Betsy Monico

Today was one of those days that you just have to love! 
   My driver’s ed student was cruising cautiously on Texas 75 just south of Streetman when she nailed her first armadillo.  
   I have taught her not to swerve if something comes out in front of her, but to reduce her speed, keep her hands on the wheel, and hit it if necessary.  
   I have not shared with her that I usually close my eyes right before I make contact with whatever is in my way and scream.  
   I will keep that personal tip of mine to myself. 
   When she flipped the armadillo, we laughed so hard.  
   I do not know why we would laugh at the loss of life, but we totally lost it!  
   All she could say between the laughter was “You told me never to swerve.” 
   That is true! She followed my instructions.  

"Remembering a packed summer" by: Jessica Shepard

   School is out, summer is in full swing and my friends are all going on vacation.
   Everyone is either just out of town or scattered to the four winds.
   Colorado, a Caribbean cruise and more local trips to New Braunfels or somewhere similar.
   Still, some are stuck working like I am.
   Being inside while working is better than outside by a long shot.
   But, still, I feel like being out in the sun would be more of a tease than anything else
   Especially since we live so close to the beach – Bay City is definitely close to the beach.
   A little drive with the windows rolled down and radio blaring would be the perfect therapy for a cooped-up office worker.
   Technically, I don’t even need to be on the sand, just listening to the waves crashing on the shore is more than enough.
   A girl can dream, right?

"Giving advice I didn't follow" by: Mike Reddell

   I have sage advice for our county’s recent graduates: Listen more and lighten up. 
   That’s it. Lecture over. Have a good time with your life. 
   Well, maybe there’s more to the story than that. 
   Since I’m a member of the older generation, I feel obliged to share advice I didn’t follow. 
   But I sure wish I had listened better at 18 and I wish my sons had paid more attention to what I told them when they were 18. 
   Instead, we all took the clichéd road less traveled – several times. 
   Of course, there was a reason that road is less traveled - it ends up with deep ruts, some sections without any trail at all and a few bridges out. 
   I guess the jury is still out on rejecting one piece of my father’s advice. 

Letter to the editor: A thank you from Joe Ros' mother

Dear editor,
   I want to thank everyone involved in the fantastic display of honor and love for my son Joseph Timothy Ros also known as Joe Ros. 
   I couldn’t believe what all everybody did. 
   I am so very proud of my community pulling together in this tragedy.
   Thank you whoever you are that tried to rescue my son. It was his heart that gave out. 
   I am sorry I don’t know your names, but my God bless you and keep you always. 
   My family is doing as good as can be expected under the circumstances. 
   Thank you for all the food, plants and fixing my son’s driveway. 
   Whoever mowed his field in front of his house, this really helped my daughter-in-law Ashley.
   Thank you, Prosperity Bank for setting up the Joe Ros Memorial fund at your bank. 
   This will help my son’s family make it, with waiting for things to get settled and all. 

"How good economic news can be interpreted as bad" by: John Sample

hough summer does not officially arrive for a couple of weeks, it is on for me. 
   I will be spending my week with my grandson at golf camp.  
   It should prove interesting as he is very young and his attention span is that of a gnat. 
   Pappa Juan’s patience will be sorely tested. It may be the same for all you investors this summer. 
   Last Friday the good news was bad news.  
   I am always amazed how good economic news is interpreted negatively among analysts.  
   The theory Friday was that, in fact for that day, the US economy is growing faster than expected forcing the Federal Reserve to raise interest rates. 
   The theory being that rising interest rates send stocks south.  
   An improving economy though is essential to earnings growth.  
   The missing point is not that rising interest rates are a problem, but how high interest rates rise.  

CAT Camp to bring back pride

A Bay City High School student advisory group has been working on a school spirit campaign called CAT Camp in August. Advisory group members include, front row, from left: Shelly Grimes, Bren’yae Mitchell, Rahul Atodaria, Taylor MacKenzie and Zharia Battle; Middle: Lejay Longoria, Mary Lunn Mosier, Matthew Martinez, Cole Cashion, Kelli Hunt, Wendy Meador, Kathy McDaniel and Tiffany Saunders; Back: Kristen McReynolds, Liz Griffen and Julie Estlinbaum. For more information on CAT Camp, see Page 3.
Sentinel photo/Mike Reddell

  Bay City High School students will have the opportunity to rebuild pride and tradition on their campus and in the community with a groundbreaking event planned for Aug. 19-21. 
   CAT (CharacterAchievement-Tradition) Camp is a free event designed to unite the students of BCHS while giving them opportunities to rekindle old Blackcat traditions and start new traditions on campus. 
   “I often found myself talking to my co-workers, other Bay City High School alumni, and we would always seem to talk about how the spirit was when we were in school, and how we wished we could get it back,” said camp founder Tiffany Saunders. 
   “Then I realized, it’s time to stop talking about it and start doing something about it.” Saunders enlisted the help of staff and faculty members, many of them BCHS graduates, and also formed a Student Advisory Committee, which is helping plan the CAT Camp events. 

"Long-ago bad dream teaches keeping faith in the Lord" by: Rosario Resendez

   EDITOR’S NOTE: Rosario’s plate is extremely full presently so a column was not possible this week. I chose to rerun a column she wrote in January that I felt was meaningful.
    When I was a young girl I had a very vivid dream. 
   It was so vivid and terrifying that I still remember everything about it as if I had just dreamt this dream last night. 
   In this dream I was walking through darkness, but I wasn’t afraid.  
   I looked in front of me and I saw Jesus looking at me and smiling, He reached out to me as if to beckon me to come to Him. 
   I began walking toward him happy, He wasn’t very far away but as I neared Him I heard a sound behind me.   
   I turned around and saw a huge multitude of hideous creatures rushing toward me.  
   I looked back at Jesus this time afraid at what I had just seen behind me and realized that now he was really far away. 

"Alesson from rain: Let God wash away your debris" by: Betsy Monico

   We are still seeing effects of the rain around here.  
   Our gate up front has not worked properly since the last thunderstorm.  
   I do not really know if the weather actually has anything to do with it or not, but I say it does just attempting to draw a somewhat logical conclusion for why it goes berserk.  
   One day a few weeks ago I had to park outside of the gate and walk home because the gate would not open.  
   It was the first sunny day in forever so I did not mind. I was looking forward to my stroll in the country.  
   Step one was to cross the cattle guard.  
   Step two was to climb over the gate then mosey on home down our white rock road.  
   My adventure was abruptly halted when I saw something move underneath the cattle guard.  
   It was a snake. I am not sure if my heart rate has returned to normal yet.  


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