History is fickle with heroic humans, even when they loom over their generation in service to humanity. Even presidents suffer the fickle hand of history, especially when events in their administrations overshadow them. It happened to Herbert Hoover.
Can it be? Is it September already? One of my favorite tunes, "September Song," was written by Kurt Weill and Maxwell Anderson for a Broadway musical in 1938 called "Knickerbocker Holiday." The lyrics could apply today to the current political season in Georgia: "For it's a long, long time from May to December, but the days grow short when you reach September."
By now, most of you have heard about the Ferguson, Missouri, riots, where a young unarmed male was shot by a police officer and died on the spot.
When business called my husband, Tink, back to Los Angeles, he decided to take the opportunity to have his annual check-up. When it ended, he called home.
It was Aug. 30, 1928, when mom was born in Kanawha County, West Virginia, just a year prior to the start of the great depression. Finney Holler is the more exact location of her birth, although it is a little hard to determine exactly where Finney Holler is or was. Not too long after she was born her family moved down the road to Big Chimney; which does happen to be on the map.
Last week, seemingly all the national news agencies reported on the American Academy of Pediatrics' new recommendation that middle and high schools start no earlier than 8:30 a.m. to help ensure older children get more sleep.
Have you noticed how "nostalgia" sells? This hit me like an antique butter churn the other day as I was watching television, and so many of the commercials have incorporated "old rock" music into their marketing spiels. And we can say, "Yes I remember that one!" We might even say, "Hey, that was our song!"
Bryan County has one of the most generous homestead exemptions for senior citizens in the state, knocking $50,000 off the value of a home for both county and school taxes for residents over age 65.
Nostalgia is popular these days: Retro fashions, disco and '80s pop, "Throwback Thursdays" on social media. What's old is new again, what used to be hip turned square and then back to cool.
For many environmental organizations in Georgia, Earth Day will never be the same.
It is a potential killer whose numbers rival the deadly Ebola virus and it doesn't get near the attention it should. Unlike the dreaded illness currently ravaging West Africa this is one with a quick cure.
As an unusually mild, rainy summer was melting away - or rather, frosting its way into autumn - I took to noticing signs that our mountain people always have used to judge the forthcoming severity of winter.
Football season is upon us. I'm sure some of you are thrilled about its arrival. I am not.
People don't remember what you say. And they won't always remember exactly what you did, but they will always remember how you made them feel. Feelings are real for people, even when the facts might not support their emotions.
I've heard it said a couple of times. You might get run over by someone on 144, but things like Wednesday's shooting just don't happen in Richmond Hill.
Our Constitution makes the President the commander in chief, yet gives Congress the ability to declare war. By giving a role to each branch, it clearly considers the use of force to be a shared decision.
Dear Editor, It's been over a month now since I received the phone call that no mother ever wants to receive. An employee at the Suites at Station Exchange called and told me that my son had just been shot. I was in Pooler picking up my daughter from her voice lesson, and I had to pull over to try to calm myself- especially when she handed Cooper the phone and I heard him yelling "Mom, they shot me"! Within two minutes, Officers Christian, Akers, Sakelarios and Saia from the Richmond Hill PD arrived, and Cooper received first aid ...
Last Wednesday, the U.S. House of Representatives passed House Joint Resolution 124, a continuing resolution for fiscal year 2015 that will fund the federal government until Dec. 11.
I have one of the most interesting jobs in the world.
A few days ago I saw a television commercial where Bo and Luke Duke were brought back from the "Dukes of Hazzard" to promote some product. Once again they were in "The General" outrunning the law. I don't even recall the product they were hawking, but it made me stop and think about that old programming and just how juvenile it really was - just short of "Scooby Doo."
You know how attics are. They're filled with junk, Christmas stuff and memories that you can't toss away. As I was digging through boxes the other day, bound and determined to find a dress pattern from 15 years ago, I found a scrapbook from my high school FHA years.
Those who read my column know I give props to dads every June, when Father's Day rolls around. But I've been thinking lately that maybe my husband doesn't get enough credit for everything he does the rest of the year.
The other day I came across my father's 1944 high school yearbook. It was his senior year and like most annuals, the senior class was highlighted in many different activities of the school.
Editor, Veterans, did you know when Congress passed legislation to provide care-giver assistance to our nation's most severely disabled warriors they instituted willful discrimination the likes of which haven't been seen since the oppressive days of Jim Crowe laws.
Editor: Pumpkins and mums, games for fun, face painting and good food, home and garden decorations-that's what you'll find at this year's Pumpkin Patch, sponsored by the Richmond Hill Garden Club. A tradition for 15 years now, this year's event will be held in the pavilion in J. F. Gregory Park on Saturday, October 4, from 9-1. Admission is free. Tickets ($1 each) must be purchased to play games, buy food, or have faces painted.
Not long ago, the national philosophy behind criminal-justice policy was to lock offenders away and teach them a lesson. This was popular with politicians who found that it played well before crowds, and it was popular in communities where prisons and jails created jobs. Some folks even seemed to celebrate the idea that prisons were real hellholes.
I'm a CEO with a GED, and I have walked in the shoes of a minimum wage worker. I know from experience that it's a tougher road today.
Editor: I was raised in a very loving family where family and Christian values were our way of life. We openly respected the American Flag, parents, teachers, elders, and government. I am proud to be an American and respect the foundation that our fore fathers used as a blueprint to form our government. They were Americans that established laws to protect the citizens and insure that our country was governed to the highest standards possible.
The Woman Who Shares My Name instructed me that this week's column was to be about positive things. She says she is tired of bad news and thought you felt the same way. "Surely, you can find some positive things to write about," she said, "and temporarily take people's minds off all the terrible things going on in the world. I think your readers would appreciate that."
When I think back on the days of my youth, that time when I had the privilege of traveling on the NASCAR circuit, it would be hard to pick a lesson learned that was more important than another.