Dear Cameron: You have been in this world for a tad more than five years now. I think you would agree it has been a pretty good ride to this point. A lot of people love you and care deeply about you. When you are older, you will understand just how fortunate you are.
It was the summer of 1865, which - according to Charlie Tinker's diaries - had been a summer of oppressive heat. Its airless steaminess was made more miserable by the heavy sorrow that Charlie and his colleagues shouldered following the death of their commander-in-chief, Abraham Lincoln.
Recently, a co-worker who is fairly new to our staff here at the Courier made a comment that sent a wave of various emotions crashing over me.
The new year brings many things, including further budget discussions in Congress that could very drastically affect military life.
There's one more thing that the DeLong household must take care of as we move from the old year to the new year. That's right - taking down the Christmas decorations, lights and of course the Christmas tree.
Editor, As a resident of Richmond Hill who grew up in the Bottom, it saddens me that one woman (assisted by her sister in Tifton and a man from Cordele) should be so upset over a mere historical marker.
Recently I've read some commentaries where people told about the moment they first realized there was no Santa Claus. I got to thinking about that, and I couldn't recall a specific moment when such realization came to me. It's kind of like I absorbed that wisdom during a progression of maturity. No single event did it.
When future social anthropologists examine the second decade of the 21st century, they probably are less likely to take note of Phil Robertson's critical remarks about gays than the fact so many paid attention to them.
While we get closer to the end of this year, it's time to look over what we did in 2013 that actually reached out to people within the community and helped break down any walls of sexism, racism, classism and religion.
This could be an important piece of information I am about to share. It depends on how much you care about the money being spent on our state's politicians. If you don't care and want to cop the "it doesn't make any difference" attitude, then I suggest you blow the dust off your dictionary and look up the word "apathy." Or go kiss a goat. Your choice.
It seems Republicans and Democrats alike can agree on something, if you believe the results of a new CNN/ORC International Poll which says two-thirds of Americans think the current Congress is the worst in their lifetime.
2013 is all but gone and this is a time when many folks like to take a look back at all of the events that happened throughout the year --- I guess you could call it the year in review. I'm more of a "look ahead kinda guy." Don't get me wrong, I like to reminisce about old time. But one has to be careful not to get drawn into that dangerous vortex of "should-a, could-a, would-a" moments.
Upon discovering the leaf-strewn grave of Charles Almerin Tinker, my husband's great-great-grandfather, in Brooklyn's Green-Wood Cemetery, my husband and I - one of us more than the other - began to study the names and dates engraved on the towering monument.
By now, everyone has read about or watched news segments regarding recent comments made by "Duck Dynasty" patriarch Phil Robertson.
It is not surprising that so many Georgians are confused about the reforms of the Affordable Care Act.
For many of us, the word "home" signifies refuge, safety, caring, warmth and love - a sanctuary where we belong. Home is the place that we know is waiting for us at the end of our daily journey into the rushed and sometimes chaotic world. I love coming home in the evening- even if it is a particularly late night, which happens often. The first thing I listen for when I walk in the door is a greeting from my wife and daughter. Nothing beats a "Hey Honey" and "Hi Daddy, how was your day."
Our veterans shouldn't need an act of Congress and a presidential signature to get the Veterans Affairs healthcare system up to speed.