This week I have been attending the Festival of Wisdom & Grace, which is sponsored by the Southeastern Jurisdictional Association of Older Adults. This event is held annually at the Lake Junaluska Conference & Retreat Center in North Carolina.
You are under 16 years old. You and your buddies have a system worked out. Everyone chips in some of their lunch money to buy a pack of cigarettes. There is a designated "keeper of the pack."
Since its inception, the Affordable Care Act (ACA), or Obamacare as it is commonly referred to as, has been dying a slow death.
I love a good rainstorm - I always have. My mother used to check the weather forecast for thunderstorms because I was fascinated by them and wanted to watch them outside. However, it's not really a good idea to sit outside during a thunderstorm.
The U.S. Senate race this November between Democrat Michelle Nunn and Republican David Perdue will be one of the more unusual campaigns we have witnessed in Georgia. Neither has held public office and both are anxious to portray themselves as the ultimate "outsider."
The U.S. Senate race this November between Democrat Michelle Nunn and Republican David Perdue will be one of the more unusual campaigns we have witnessed in Georgia. Neither has held public office, and both are anxious to portray themselves as the ultimate "outsider."
School starts next week in Bryan County, meaning those big yellow buses will be back out on our streets and highways, carrying our community's most precious cargo, its children.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Editor, The following is an open letter on sequestration to Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid, D-Nevada, from retired U.S. Army Gen. Gordon R. Sullivan, head of the Association of the United States Army:
Remember the story of "The Little Engine That Could"? That could well describe the city of Dalton, a town of some 34,000 nestled in the corner of northwest Georgia, not far from the Tennessee line.
Lately, I've been thinking about the treasure trove that can be found in life's challenging times - the wisdom, the victories, the emotional muscle built and, of course, the stories. As those who know me well often say with a smile, "It's always about the story with her."
I realize, perhaps better than anyone, that it's not polite to ask others about their reproductive plans. I've long ranted about how much it annoyed me when friends, family members and even perfect strangers would inquire about a possible plunge into parenthood. Even now, as most of my readers know, I get aggravated when people ask whether my 2-year-old daughter, Reese, will ever be a sister.