Dan DeWitt

6 days ago | brevardnewsbeat.substack.com | Dan DeWitt

BREVARD — Janice Baker is taking over a broken nonprofit, SAFE Inc. of Transylvania County. And, though she apparently doesn’t believe this, I can help her fix it. As for that “broken” part, it was thoroughly documented in a story I wrote last year. Sky-high turnover and rock-bottom morale, inadequate training for workers in crucial roles, the evaporation of promising programs and the redirection of funds raised for specific purposes.

2 weeks ago | brevardnewsbeat.substack.com | Dan DeWitt

CEDAR MOUNTAIN – Lauren Wilkie saw no need for debris removal at her property on the Little River near Greenville Highway. By the start of April, she and her husband, Don, had long ago removed the limbs deposited by the epic flooding of last year’s Tropical Storm Helene. The vine-draped trees arching over the river held firm during the storm and held the bank in place.

3 weeks ago | avlwatchdog.org | Dan DeWitt

Subscribe to our free Asheville Watchdog News Alerts and Watchdog Weekly Newsletter. [The following article was originally published by Brevard NewsBeat. Asheville Watchdog is republishing with its permission.]BREVARD — When retired pediatrician Ora Wells first saw the MRI image showing a large, subcranial void in his parietal lobe — “a f—ing hole in my brain,” he called it — he wasn’t particularly upset.

3 weeks ago | brevardnewsbeat.substack.com | Dan DeWitt

BREVARD — When retired pediatrician Ora Wells first saw the MRI image showing a large, subcranial void in his parietal lobe — “a f—ing hole in my brain,” he called it — he wasn’t particularly upset. Mostly he was “amazed,” he said, during last month’s presentation at Brevard College’s Porter Center, re-enacting the scene of first seeing that image and repeating his words of reaction:“Shazam! . . . Woah! . . .

1 month ago | brevardnewsbeat.substack.com | Dan DeWitt

CEDAR MOUNTAIN — Dogwoods and redbuds, dwarf irises and violets. Flawless blue sky and a cool morning warming into shirtsleeve weather by noon. Sunday was one of those spring days that practically demand that you head outside, breathe fresh air and soak in all the reminders that, despite everything, the world isn’t ruined yet. So, what did I do?