It looks like our legislators are about to lose one of their most cherished perks: free football tickets. Bless their hearts.
With the use of terms like sequestration, BRAC and budget cuts, it is easy to see and feel the concern in today's Army.
I consider myself a pretty eco-conscious mom. Not only do I want to do what's best for our planet, I want to set a good example for my daughter, Reese.
As the fall season approaches, I think of cooler temperatures and the beautiful fall foliage. Growing up in Pennsylvania, the trees were spectacular in color. As a kid we used to collect the leaves and then place them between two pieces of wax paper. We would then run a warm iron over the wax paper until the two pieces bonded, preserving the leaves inside.
A good many members of Congress seem to be perfectly content to just sit back and watch the nation's defenses, both domestic and abroad, walk a netless, high-wire tightrope. There is no other way to explain why they continue to let something called "sequestration" continue to blindly whack away at defense programs, military personnel and other vitally important costs. …
It seems too many loved ones recently have said good-bye to this vale of grief and sorrow and said hello to sweet eternity. Heaven is blessed, but I am distressed.
Editor, Last Saturday's used-book sale hosted by the Friends of the Richmond Hill Library was a rousing success.
Monday's news that a shooting rampage left 12 dead at the Navy Yard in Washington, D.C., was jarring and also left us asking the one question that matters most and yet is hardest to answer.
In our lives, there are places and things we remember. I remember one event as if it were yesterday.
Dear Syrian rebels: I thought I'd take a minute to correspond with you as you resume your efforts to overthrow Syrian dictator Bashar Assad.
In the past several years, I have had as much luck visiting the historically preserved home of iconic Southern writer Eudora Welty as I would have had when she was alive. The front door always is shut to me.
If this were the world it should be, the front-page, above-the-fold headline on this and other newspapers Friday would have been the Thursday announcement that Voyager 1, a NASA spacecraft launched 36 years ago, had crossed the boundaries of our solar system, becoming mankind's first emissary to the stars.
In typical scatter-brained-mom fashion, I set out last Saturday morning to assemble what was supposed to be an easy dinner in the Crock-Pot, only to realize I forgot one key ingredient.
As Washington swirls with proposals, counter-proposals and political brinksmanship in response to diplomatic efforts on Syria, the situation has a lot of people scratching their heads. Couldn't President Obama and Congress have handled this differently?
I believe I have said this before, but I have a friend that has a shirt that reads, "Gettin' Old Ain't For Sissies!"
The swarm of gnat nation has arrived
I have something I haven't had since I was in my early 20s. In fact, one of my favorite pictures taken in 1980 with my sister exposes it very well.
They all come with some kind of a price and all with a certain amount of disappointment, but still, Rodney keeps trying.
Call me an old-timer, but moms and dads just did things differently when I was a child. The overall approach to parenting seems to have changed so much. My parents fostered independence in my siblings and me. They wanted us to learn early on that we needed to be able to speak and do things for ourselves, and the sooner we understood that, the better off we'd be.
In 1965, Wilbur Mills, the chairman of the powerful Ways and Means Committee, brought legislation establishing Medicare and Medicaid to the floor of the U.S. House.
March was International Women's Month, and while we are moving into April, it is still worth mentioning that women have been trailblazers in their communities, right alongside their men.
Editor, I cannot be the only one who is tired of the status quo in Washington, D.C. Primary election time is coming up and we have a tough decision to make. We can either elect somebody who is a career politician like Buddy Carter, or vote for Dr. Bob Johnson, an Army veteran who has never run for public office.
Even by my impossibly high standards, this has been a good week. It began with a whack upside the head from a reader in South Georgia after I opined that those who want to change the way we teach our children in public schools ought to have their kids in public schools. I was referring to the efforts led by Sen. William Ligon, R-Brunswick, to overturn the Common Core curriculum in the recent legislative session.