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NEW PAYMENT SCHEDULE EFFECTIVE JANUARY 2025

HOA dues for 2025 are $600 for each household, as well as for each vacant lot. Beginning January 2025, HOA fees will be billed in a single payment of $600 due January 1st. The following late fee changes are effective January 1, 2025

 If the $600 is not paid in full within 60 days, (February 28th of the same year due) then a $100.00 late fee will be imposed.

 If the $600 +$100 late fee ($700,00) is not paid in full by April 30th of the same year due a lien may be filed on your property.

 In addition to our filing of the lien, you will also be responsible for legal and publishing fees of up to $500.

Methods for payment of your annual dues payment:

1. ACH – Contact your bank and set the payment up for an automatic transfer. The HOA will provide you with our Bank information that you will need to give to your bank.

2. Credit/Debit Card – Use your card to pay your dues via the website. Fill out the form online for a quick and easy payment. There will be a small fee added to your payment amount for this transaction.

3. Mail a check to:

Callaway Woods & Lakeside HOA PO Box 1163 Fortson, GA 31808

If for ANY reason you are unable to pay your HOA dues at the time of billing, please contact Al Barber, Burton Keller, or any board member. Do not wait until we must file a lien. We will find a way to work with you as long as you communicate with us.

alfredrbarber@gmail.com r.burt@mchsi.com burton@deltadatasoft.com

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Dear Neighbors,

As we welcome the vibrant spring season, I am abundantly grateful for the privilege of serving as your HOA President and for the shared commitment that makes our community such a special place to call home. Spring is a time of hope, new beginnings, and natural beauty - a perfect reminder of the joy that comes when we nurture our surroundings and connections with one another.

Our neighborhood is bursting to life with blooming flowers, budding trees, and sunlit evenings. I encourage you to take leisurely walks, enjoy our common areas, and soak in the sights and sounds of this season. Let’s continue to uphold our community’s charm by tidying yards, refreshing landscaping, and embracing the collective pride that makes our streets so welcoming.

As you embark on spring projects, please review HOA guidelines for:

 Home improvements: Submit renovation plans for approval.

 Landscaping: Maintain lawns and adhere to design standards.

 Waste disposal: Utilize proper trash cans and remove them from the street ASAP after trash pickup.

 Safety & Consideration:

 Check irrigation systems and clear gutters to prevent water issues.

 Secure patio furniture and decorations during spring storms.

 Be mindful of noise during outdoor gatherings.

Let’s continue to extend kindness, gentleness, and patience to one another, whether by lending a hand, simply exchanging a warm greeting, or settling conflicts.

I look forward to a season filled with growth, connection, and shared joy. Together, we can ensure our community remains a place of beauty and belonging.

Warm regards,

President, Callaway Woods HOA alfredrbarber@gmail.com

(706) 442- 8100

482 Dakota Trail

“Where the Eagles Soar” is a Special Edition, published in the Fall of 2020, which contains the rich history of our community and is available on our website.

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Burton Keller “The Eagle” is a Quarterly Report for CW Property Owners

Publisher: Al Barber

Editor: Dr. Sandi McCann

Graphic Artist: Matt Blaxton

Contributing Writers:

Bud Paepcke

Al Barber

Talk to your favorite vendors about being added to our website for $100.00 initial listing fee. So long as no neighbors have any unresolved complaints against the vendor, they can renew annually for $50.00.

*Purchasing an ad (half page min) in our publication, “The Eagle”, for (4) consecutive issues gets free advertising on the website for the first year.

TBy Burton Keller

his is a true story one I’ll never forget—about a Bald Eagle and a moment that changed me.

We have lived in our house on the lake in Callaway Woods since 2005. With 40 acres of water out back, I always believed a Bald Eagle might one day appear. For ten years, I watched and waited, scanning the skies with binoculars, snapping pictures with a telephoto lens, hoping to catch even a glimpse. But nothing. Only turkey vultures, hawks, and geese. No eagle.

Then, on the day after Thanksgiving in 2014, everything changed.

I was sitting at the kitchen table, leisurely reading the newspaper back when I still read the print edition. It was not a good news day. Stories of violence, heartbreak, and unrest filled the pages, especially coverage of the Ferguson, Missouri shooting. As I was close to finishing up the paper, a heavy sadness had settled over me.

Then it happened...

A voice quiet, internal, but unmistakable nudged me: “Put the paper down. Look outside.” I believe, without a doubt, that it was the Holy Spirit speaking to me in that moment.

I didn’t hesitate. I looked out the window beside the kitchen table, the one overlooking the lake. It was a beautiful morning—the sky was a bright blue, the fall leaves golden and still clinging to the trees, reflecting off the water. A flock of Canada Geese

floated peacefully like a naval fleet. The beauty outside my window lifted my spirits instantly.

And then, right in the middle of my field of view, I saw it. A large bird flying directly toward me from across the lake. At first, I thought it was a goose but it was alone and geese usually fly in groups. And then I saw the unmistakable white head.

A Bald Eagle...

It was flying across the lake

straight to me. If it did not stop or change its course, it looked like it would literally fly into the kitchen window. It continued this course until it landed in a tree right in our backyard. There it was after ten years of waiting perched no more than 20 yards away, staring right at me in my own backyard.

I was stunned. If my wife had walked in, she would’ve seen my mouth hanging open. I reached for my camera, quietly stepped outside, and managed to capture photos of the eagle as it took flight again, soaring over our backyard pavilion and landing in another tree. I got one more photo before it finally flew off. It was probably a year before I saw another bald eagle, and now, ten years after that event, I can usually spot one—or even a pair almost any time I'm down by the lake.

Back inside, I sat down, thinking about what just happened. My first thought was, What a coincidence, looking out the window at the exact moment the eagle flew by. If I had not looked at that very moment, I would have missed it. But I knew better. That moment wasn’t coincidence. It wasn’t luck or timing. It was a gift from God— an answer to a quiet, persistent prayer I’d been praying for years: “Lord, let me see Your

hand at work in the ordinary, daily workings of my life.”

What are the odds? Ten years of watching and waiting, and I look up at the exact second a Bald Eagle flies into my view and into my yard? It was too perfect. Too personal. Too powerful to be anything but divine. I am a numbers guy, but even I couldn’t calculate those odds.

What struck me most wasn't just the eagle it was that God saw me in that moment. He knew I was discouraged, and He met me there, with a gift tailored just for me. The Creator of the universe reached into my ordinary day and reminded me that He is near that He knows

my thoughts, hears my prayers, and loves me enough to show me something extraordinary.

Even now, nearly ten years later, that moment remains vivid. And I have to say, it has made a difference in my life. I pray differently. I think more carefully about what I let into my mind. I believe more deeply that God is present in the details. And I’m more aware that He wants us to know Him not just on Sundays or in emergencies, but in our everyday life.

My hope in sharing this story is that it will strengthen your faith as it has mine. Be attentive, God is near.

Building and Grounds

Cost of Completed Projects

 New Roof: $5,000 paid

 Landscape at Pool (13 pallets of Zoysia Sod): $5,256 paid

 New sprinkler system, Lake pump: $2,500 paid in 2024, $1,100 paid in 2025 = Total $3,600 paid

Upcoming: 11,000 bluegill fish will be put into Lake Mobley at the cost of $3,300.

Lake Management and other upgrade costs

MidSouth Lake Management stocking proposal for Mobley Lake at Callaway Woods consists of forage recommendations and stocking rates.

“We recommend stocking bluegill to the lake before other species. The reason is that bluegill are the most prolific forage in a lake or pond. This means bluegill spawn multiple times a season (up to 8 times), allowing for this forage to dominate and be the most available forage for the bass. Once bluegill numbers are abundant, then other forage species (shad, shiners) should be stocked to increase forage production for bass and crappie.”

Bluegill is a small panfish that makes an excellent table fare and is a lot of fun to catch. The best technique for catching bluegill is spin casting using worms for bait although they will also take jigs and flies.

There are thousands of folks in the United States whose surname is Johnson, and many Johnsons reside here in the Columbus, Georgia area. A lot of those folks are listed on two full pages of our local phone book. However, the Johnson fellow I'm talking about is no longer here; he left the city many years ago, eventually attaining great success in the world of make-believe. I would guess that few of our local citizens today know anything about him unless they are familiar with the film industry, though his amazing talent has touched millions of moviegoers everywhere over many years.

Nunnally Hunter Johnson was born in Columbus in 1897 to parents James and Pearl Johnson. His father was a railroad superintendent. His mother founded the first PTA in the city and was the first woman to serve

By Carl “Bud” Paepcke

old he resided with his family in the 400 block of 11th Street in the vicinity of the Georgia Power Company building. According to 1910 census records, when he was a 13-year-old, he lived at 837 - 3rd Avenue. In those early days of his life, Nunnally spent much of his leisure time at the 1903 YMCA, an ornate structure with a marble façade, recently renovated and located right across from the First Presbyterian Church on 11th Street. Nunnally had fond memories of the Y and referred to it in later life as his very own "social club." The first Boy Scout troop in Columbus was organized and sponsored by the Y in 1911, and Nunnally was one of the first few boys to join that troop as a scout.

As a student at Columbus High School, he played 1st base on the baseball team. When Nunnally's family lived on 10th Street, he became interested in theatre and enjoyed attending many performances at the nearby Springer Opera House. His interest in writing, through journalism, came from delivering papers and working as a reporter for the Columbus Enquirer-Sun and later for the Savannah Press. After graduating school, it seems he moved back and forth between Columbus and Savannah, and joined the Georgia National Guard in 1916. Initially an enlisted man, he was commissioned as a

when WWI ended in 1918. Journalism took him to New York in 1919, where he worked for the New York Herald and the Evening Post, writing a weekly comedy column and for seven years publishing 50 short stories for both the Saturday Evening Post and New Yorker magazines. It was in 1932 that Nunnally decided to ply his trade in Hollywood and headed west.

He arrived in California and soon became a fixture at 20th Century Fox, where he was not only a screen writer but also a producer and occasional director. As the highest paid and probably the most successful writer in "Tinsel Town," Nunnally rarely collaborated with other writers and showcased his own wonderful scripts in many of the most wellknown and popular movies. A close friend of Groucho Marx, his best friends in Hollywood seem to have been Humphrey Bogart and his wife, Lauren Bacall. He and Bogie were known in Hollywood for their political incorrectness, always speaking their minds. During his 45 years in Hollywood, he wrote well over 50 screenplays, including the following: Jesse James (1939) with Tyrone Power, The Grapes of Wrath (1940) with Henry Fonda, Tobacco Road (1941) with Dana Andrews, The Moon is Down (1943) with Lee J. Cobb, The Keys

of the Kingdom (1944) with Gregory Peck, The Desert Fox (1951) with James Mason, How to Marry a Millionaire (1953) with Marilyn Monroe, The Man in the Gray Flannel Suit (1956) again with Peck, Flaming Star (1960) with Elvis Presley and The Dirty Dozen (1967) with Lee Marvin. I personally enjoyed his comedy scripts for Mister Hobbs Takes A Vacation (1962) and Dear Brigitte (1965), both in which Jimmy Stewart starred. He wrote and directed The Three Faces of Eve (1957), for which Joanne Woodward, another Georgian, won the Academy Award for Best Actress.

His last of three wives was actress Dorris Bowdon, a Mississippi bell whom he met when she starred in his The Grapes of Wrath and The Moon is Down. They were married for 37 years until his

Columbus Museum in 1993, when the lovely Dorris Johnson talked about her life with Nunnally and their friendship with Marilyn Monroe. It was also fun chatting with one of his daughters-in-law that night at the reception that followed her presentation.

I discovered Nunnally’s early residence addresses from Ancestry.com and then went looking for them. I was both surprised and pleased to find that two of the homes in which his family lived are still standing. 837 – 3rd Avenue is on the edge of the Historic District, near the Muscogee County Courthouse, and 308 – 10th Street is located right behind Ruth Ann’s

Judicial Circuit.

Nunnally never forgot his roots in Columbus and annually returned here until his father's death in 1953. He even came back to judge a beauty contest at his old alma mater in 1956. Columbus High's chapter of the Quill and Scroll club (for high school journalists) was named in his honor, and Johnson Elementary School is named for his mother.

Though he died at the age of 79 in Los Angeles in 1977, Nunnally Johnson's legacy in cinema will live on forever. Columbus area residents should be very proud that Nunnally Johnson is our very own wonderful Hollywood connection!