With the arrival of April, I am looking forward to the beginning of the baseball season – not a phrase I thought I would find myself saying before I moved to America.
There's nothing like a good ol' tire blowout to remind you why you're happy you live in the South. Thursday, on my way to class, I heard the all-too-familiar sound of a flat tire thump-thump-thumping away over the oldies station playing through my car speakers.
We all have experienced conflict and criticism with someone in our lives. Those "someones" could be members of our families, co-workers, friends, spouses, fellow church members - even strangers. If you are feeling pious, you are only kidding yourself. In reality, we've all run into these problems at one time or another. Many of us deal with these stressors constantly, even on a daily basis. It's easy to feel like you're always in the middle - or a target of - this type of troubled relationship issue. No one enjoys conflicts. Most people try to avoid them at all costs ...
As a consulting engineer for the past 39 years and as a land owner adjacent to the landfill proposed by Mr. Burke Wall, I feel a civic and professional duty to inform this community about the proposed facility under discussion:
Dear Editor: On March 5, more than 100 people of all ages (and a number of beloved pups) came to J.F. Gregory Park in Richmond Hill to participate in the 6th annual See Spot Run 5K Run/Walk.
Dear Editor: I am writing in response to the letter regarding recycling in the March 30 edition. My name is very similar to the writer, Karen Yawn, our last names differing by one letter.
Trash is messy. It's smelly and unsightly, and you always have to find a place to put it – be it the 13-gallon trash can hiding somewhere in the kitchen or the 200-acre landfill outside of town.
Editor, I was one of the 100 or so folks who attended Congressman Jack Kingston's town-hall meeting last month in Pembroke. Several aspects of the current budget issue became clear as a result of that meeting.
Dear Gov. Nathan Deal:
Dear Editor: How can recycling be done without the people's knowledge? Everyone my husband and I have talked to, including some Pembroke residents, do not know about it. Some people don't get the paper, and they will find out when the containers are dropped off or on their tax bill.
Dear Editor: How excited I was to hear that recycling is coming to Bryan County in the March 12 edition of the Bryan County News. Excited until I read the article and realized I would be forced to pay for recycling whether I wanted to participate or not. How lovely. Once again, our local government has no compunction about applying extra taxes willy-nilly.
Day 31 (March 21): After a very short weekend, we were back at it bright and early as I met with the chairman of Senate Appropriations, Sen. Jack Hill, and members of the senate budget office regarding drug courts in our state.
The Georgia General Assembly finished its 33rd legislative day March 23. Officially, we are more than three-fourths of the way through the session. With only seven days remaining, many bills still await consideration by the House. Now is the time the House considers bills sponsored and passed by the other chamber. The end of the 2011 session is close, with the session set to end April 14.
The Georgia Senate has tabled a new school voucher bill for now. In short, there will be no expansion of the program this year.
Earlier in the week, the moon was supposed to be closer to earth than it has been in many years – just how much closer, I didn't research. And, of course, it was supposed to look much bigger than usual.
One Sunday, while sitting around the dinner table, my sister Louise and I began to tell "Daddy stories" - the ones that stretched back to the early days of his preaching life. Since I was born 12 years after he was "made a preacher," as our folks said back then, I could only contribute what he had told to me about those days, not what I had seen.
Right after my daughter's birth, I thought I never had enough time to get things done. I had a new baby, I'd just returned to work and I was adjusting to a lot of "firsts." While I enjoyed my precious, new little one and devoted as much time as I possibly could to my career, laundry stacked up, dishes went unwashed, tumbleweeds of dog hair and dust rolled lazily across the kitchen floor and a thin layer of dust coated nearly every surface in my house.
True power, our power, is in our diversity and difference. It is not in the illusive power we chase in money and things. It is not in what we call unity. We are already unified through breath.
MOULTRIE - Having been in the news business for many years, I have occasionally been asked what was the funniest or strangest story I've ever covered. Well, there have been a number of instances along the way that brought some chuckles, otherwise making my day.
Raise your hand if you like moving.
It's no news that Congress is unpopular. In fact, at times it seems like the only real novelty on Capitol Hill would be a jump in its approval rating. In June, a Gallup poll found members' standing with the American people at a historic low for a midterm-election year. Which might have been notable except, as The Washington Post pointed out, that "Congress's approval rating has reached historic lows at least 12...times since 2010."
I suppose everyone has their take on the American Dream. For me, it's like standing outside and looking in. I don't know exactly how to frame my concept of the phrase. I would say that most of us natural born citizens would not know. Rightly so; we were born into it. The immigrant, of course, can compare. Further, I would wager, that most of us have never seen The Stature of Liberty standing out in New York Harbor, only once did I see it.
Some national business organizations have hammered the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) for proposing new rules on carbon pollution from existing power plants, cutting carbon emissions by 30 percent by 2030, using 2005 levels as a baseline. What planet are they on?
If Congress actually listened to small-business owners, the minimum wage would be going up.
In 1997, then-Gov. Zell Miller appointed me to fill a vacant seat on the five-member State Ethics Commission and then reappointed me to a full term, in which I served until 2002.
As far back as 2010, the Ogeechee River has been called one of the most threatened rivers in the country by environmental groups such as the Southeast Environmental Law Center.
To this conclusion I have come: the most deadly years of our lives are the ages of 16 to 21. Those years give us a headiness that comes from new freedom - a driver's license - and the passing of the torch from strict childhood rules to more trust, different restraints and relaxed curfews.
My 2-year-old is a chatterbox. I have no idea where she gets it from. (I'm being sarcastic, of course; it's obviously a trait passed down directly from me.)
Not a single person in my breakfast club has mentioned the "blood moon." And that includes me, until now. I wasn't really sure what it was even though my emails from some preacher have hammered me recently with a "better beware" kind of verbiage.
What are the three scariest words of the English language? On a serious note, it could be, "You have…(fill in the blank)." The "blank" could most likely be the scariest word of all. For my sister it was "cancer." I was in her doctor's office on the day we were told that she had a very slim chance of survival. She died a couple months later on my father's birthday.