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DECEMBER 16, 2020 Homeless for the Holidays Nikesha Elise Williams + The Ark is a refuge for rescues The Cummer welcomes a new leader The starkness of Lambeau Field @FolioWeekly 1 2 HO HO HOW YA DOIN’? VOLUME 34, ISSUE 8 BEHIND THE COVER Homelessness is a failure of society. The wealthiest nation on Earth, and one of the most powerful in the history of civilization, should be able to do better. For this cover, our goal was to not only illustrate the fragility of housing (16% of Jacksonville’s population lives in poverty--much closer to being on the streets than to being billionaires) but to also bring it back to the ideals of the season we are in: peace, joy and prosperity. As you celebrate this year, how will you share those values? JOHN ALOSZKA, CREATIVE DIRECTOR INSIDE THE ISSUE 04 LETTER FROM THE PUBLISHER 06 COMMUNITY HIGHLIGHTS 12 THE COVER STORY 18 THE FOLIO FEATURE 22 THE POSTER 24 CULTURE + EVENTS 35 SPORTS 42 THE FOLIO REGULARS THE VILLAGE JOHN M. PHILLIPS JOHN ALOSZKA PUBLISHER CREATIVE DIRECTOR, HAS OPINIONS [email protected] [email protected] ISA BARRIENTOS KERRY SPECKMAN WRITER, MYSTIC COPY EDITOR, SELFIE QUEEN [email protected] [email protected] NIKESHA ELISE WILLIAMS CASEY CRAIG CONTRIBUTING WRITER CONTRIBUTING WRITER [email protected] TERESA SPENCER HEYDI ORTIZ GENERAL MANAGER, AD GURU CONTRIBUTING WRITER [email protected] 3 FROM THE PUBLISHER WE ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE HARM WE KNOWINGLY OR NEGLIGENTLY PUT OUT INTO THE WORLD. This is not a post about texting and driving, but ride with me Monday, I lost my sense of smell, and COVID was no longer an for a few minutes. Here’s my analogy: I started driving motorcycles abstraction. My 8-year-old came home from his COVID test scared. at 14 and have almost always owned one. I stopped driving them We reassured him it’s okay. Fortunately, my wife Angela has had years ago. I trust myself but couldn’t trust other drivers to pay fewer symptoms, but she’s also endured the wrath of this. attention to the road. My beautiful family makes me pretty risk Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday were all pretty miserable. averse. As a lawyer, I’ve seen good people kill good people by The insomnia set in, and I couldn’t sleep. There was a point I accident. wondered if COVID was keeping me awake to weaken me. I finally COVID-19 is like that. People assume it’s going to be fine. And ate something solid Thursday, and my body immediately became maybe it will be. Maybe if one did pass COVID to someone they’d violently angry. I had neither an appetite nor any real desire to eat be fine. And if they weren’t, well, maybe that’s the fault of their own and if I pushed it, well, payback was terrible. I did something which frailty? No. Not at all. We are responsible for the harm we knowingly was part cough and part vomit. I didn’t think it was possible. or negligently put out into the world. By Friday, we played some family games to take our minds off Last week, I was recovering from the flu. Me and my family of it and laugh. Attempts at work involving any stress brought on repeatedly tested negative for COVID and the symptoms were a the fireworks. Again, a constellation of unpleasant and unrelated common variety: fever, sore throat, cough and general aches. I symptoms. One morning, I saw the sunrise and had a panic attack thought if this was COVID, it truly wasn’t as bad as they said. I as my lungs could no longer process cool air without it burning. I masked everywhere and stayed home until I felt good. Negative had to turn on the heat to breathe air which moderately matched tests throughout. the warmth of my lungs. I finally got back into the office only to have COVID-19 It’s Sunday as I write this, and I’m still unable to breathe normally unknowingly reach me. The first day was Saturday. I didn’t get out of or otherwise feel anything other than pretty terrible. On the bright bed. Sunday was equally miserable, including leg cramps like I’ve side, I don’t have a fever, and my symptoms have improved. never had before. It was like a bad fireworks show inside my body, We wore masks. I have hand sanitizer in every room. We are including terrible, constant headaches, tummy troubles, burning diligent. But hearing your child has COVID-19 and being too weak up while freezing, random uncontrollable twitching and other weird to take care of him was a terrible feeling. Thank God for my wife, stuff. It was a constellation of symptoms which were abnormal and Angela. And our health and support system. Many don’t have the significant, although still manageable from home. health and ability to take time to rest and recuperate. Many have Over the last year, I lost 44 pounds through better habits. I symptoms and conditions that put them in massive harm’s way. recently celebrated over 400 straight days of 30-90 minutes of COVID-19 is serious, real, scary and depressing. consecutive daily exercise. My Sunday workout was very difficult. I I don’t intend to overshare or claim I was perfect, but I hope knew the streak was going to stop. My body needed a break. This you realize that I imagined dying this week. This isn’t the flu. Stay has to be COVID. home when you can. Wear a mask. For others, and for yourself. PUBLISHER JOHN M. PHILLIPS 4 FULL PAGE 5 THE MAIL FOLIO IS LIKE MY WEIRD UNCLE Your magazine is like my uncle Albert coming over. I know when he’s coming, and I dread it the whole time. When he gets here, I’m smitten with his stories, no matter how bad or how raunchy. I tell myself I can’t wait until he leaves, but I find myself missing him all over again and waiting for his next visit. JR, FLEMING ISLAND BRICKBATS + BOUQUETS: BRICKBAT TO RON DESANTIS In an advanced democracy, we don’t raid political opponents’ homes, which is what Gov. DeSantis did to former FL data scientist Rebekah Jones. While it may be reasonable to investigate a data breach, sending in FDLE was an unreasonable and petty escalation of the confl ict that could have been avoided. BOUQUET TO DIANA GREENE After a combative year with City Hall and a referendum that saw voters overwhelmingly approving the DCPS half penny tax, Superintendent Diana Greene deserves here recent recognition as Superintendent of the Year” by the Florida Association of District School Superintendents (FADSS). BRICKBAT TO LOT J PROTESTORS Lot J is a divisive issue, but when protesters brought the starburst collection the mayor’s kids into the fray by saying they knew where they go to school, the debate turned nasty. Policy disagreements, especially over Downtown development, do not have to be so hostile. HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY? We accept submissions for our Mail and Brickbats and Bouquets section regularly. YURMAN 2020 YURMAN EMAIL [email protected] © D. 1941_DY_Underwoods_FolioWeekly_12-16_NW1193.indd 1 11/19/20 4:28 PM THE OG BEST OF JAX VOTE UNTIL DEC. 20! HEALTH AND RECREATION - CIVICS AND NEWS - DINING AND ENTERTAINMENT - END OF THE DECADE - RETAIL AND SERVICES - PEOPLE OF JAX VISIT @FOLIOWEEKLY FOR MORE 6 COMMUNITY CASEY CRAIG JACKSONVILLE DUVAL ‘TIL I DIE HISTORICAL SOCIETY I TRIED TO LEAVE JACKSONVILLE, BUT I COULDN’T. THE 904, Duval, The First Coast, River City, the Bold New City of the South. Jacksonville has a host of nicknames, but together they represent the culture of this unique city, a city I didn’t fully appreciate at first. So much so, I was considering moving out six years after moving in. It’s difficult to forget my first encounters with Jacksonville. I remember the three-hour, family road trips from Tampa, heading up U.S. 301 to I-10, to visit my aunt and cousins. Back then, Adventure Landing in Jacksonville Beach was a holiday for me and my sister, and St. Johns Town Center was little more than a Dick’s Sporting Goods with sweltering concrete sidewalks. For many years to follow, that was pretty much my impression of Jacksonville … nothing special. It wasn’t until 2014—my freshman year at the University of North Florida—that I actually began to appreciate the city for what it was instead of what it wasn’t. Despite its size, Jacksonville is pretty accessible. As a kid, I didn’t realize how convenient it was to be able to reach virtually any part of town in 30 minutes or less and how fun it was to explore the diversity of its neighborhoods. How can I forget the mornings my college pals and I would abode in Riverside, its sprawling shores sprinkled with driftwood spend aimlessly wandering commercial beacons along Southside? and fallen oak trees are unmatched in their beauty and seclusion Or the nights spent at Memorial Park in Riverside with our legs and well worth the drive. Where the cypress woods meet the surf, dangling from the balustrade above the St. Johns River? The Big Talbot Island is a tranquil rarity that offers an escape away from more time I spent in Riverside, the more I grew to love it. The the city—a place to walk, run, write, hike and look off the shore’s historic homes, the eclectic residents and support for small, local rocks at what feels like the edge of the world.