I was traveling down Highway 20 last week on the way home from a mini-vacation with my family. I say mini-vacation because like most getaways, they're too short! I usually drive separate from my wife and children because at some point I have to return home early for that thing they call "work." Plus, somebody's got to write this article.
Editor, "The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing."
I'm going to suggest something very radical. Let's establish a fixed date for Easter and leave it there. I would prefer the last Sunday in April or the first Sunday in May. Maybe even the second Sunday in May.
Editor, I read with interest your article recently honoring firefighter/paramedic Danny Dixon. I encountered Mr. Dixon for the very first time just a few weeks ago. A parishioner at St. Anne Catholic Church became ill during Mass, and we had to call 911.
The Sea Island Company wants to build a group of condominiums on what many people believe to be environmentally unsound ground. Why should you care?
The economic issue of our generation is the national debt.
I was just recently reading about people who "swim with the sharks." It seems there is some kind of thrill they get from this. I guess it's about an adrenaline rush. They get in a tank with maneaters, and sometimes they even touch them as they swim by.
I always remember Easter as being a wonderful time of year. The colors of spring and the disappearance of snow (thankfully), the excitement of egg hunts and wearing new clothes for church on Sunday - it always was a special time in our house.
I remember all of the Easters of my life more clearly than any other holidays. Christmases blur together with only a few standing out in my memory, such as the one when it snowed all day, the year I lost my voice completely and the two times that I wasn't home - one working in Washington, D.C., and another in London.
Deciding to have only one child was not an easy choice for my husband and me. We weighed the pros and cons, considered our careers and work demands, examined our finances, mapped out future plans, took our ages into account, set goals for ourselves and our daughter and thought long and hard about the options before us. Really, we did.
I wish I had been there. In Jerusalem. With Jesus.
As anyone who gets behind the wheel knows, driving around the Coastal Empire can be an exercise in frustration, but there's always a bright side. In our case, it's this: Traffic here is still a cakewalk compared to what our fellow motorists in Atlanta have to deal with on a daily basis.
Congress appointed an independent commission to travel the United States and hold meetings with active and retired soldiers and their spouses. The commission is designed to see what is important to our military and their families - even though there already is a proposed budget that outlines the cuts that will affect our military families.
MOULTRIE - Today at the breakfast club, not a mention was made of the Ukrainian crisis, the missing Malaysian airliner or Obamacare - nary a word. It was all about small talk. Small talk, but by way of deep thought.
For years, I blamed it on those royal-blue suede high-heel pumps. The ones with the ridiculously tall, spiked heel and absurdly pointed toe. I was 22 when I bought them, 36 when I donated them to the Salvation Army.
My good friend stopped by my office the other day, somewhat surprising me with his visit. He looked a little perplexed and indicated to me he had just found out that he had high blood pressure.You should know that my friend is in relatively good shape. He's slightly younger than me and stays very active; and he recently lost about 10 pounds by way of good dieting and exercise. I asked him how he discovered that his blood pressure was high. He said he had it taken at the dentist's office just prior to a procedure he ...
When Miss Ondia Mae died at 75, those of us who knew her marveled that she had managed to make it to the end of her life without winding up in the poorhouse.
As a child who wanted nothing more than to grow up and become a journalist, I used to write stories for and draw out my own homemade "newspapers" to distribute to my family on Sunday mornings at breakfast. I tried to design my publications based on what I thought each of my family members might want to read. Dad's "newspaper" was about sports, and my younger sister's often featured reports on Strawberry Shortcake and her social circle.
Two pretty newsworthy events concerning children made headlines last week in Liberty County.
With the Bryan County Board of Education approval Thursday evening of the $303,000 revitalization of the Richmond Hill High School running track, the RHHS Cross Country/Track & Field Boosters has announced the start of their capital campaign: Richmond Hill Athletic Project (RHAP).