My buddies in South Georgia had better watch out. Every time they read another headline about the Mother of All Droughts around Atlanta, they should check their well levels. Legalized water rustling may soon be in vogue.
Recent revelations of lead-contaminated paint on toys imported from China have reinforced the dangers of lead to children's health. They have not, however, highlighted the enormous success and progress made over the past 40 years in reducing that danger.
Wetlands are all around us and we need to protect them. Wetlands began disappearing soon after European colonization of the United States. More than half of the 215 million acres of wetlands that existed at the time of settlement have been destroyed. Only 100 million acres remain today. Throughout much of our nation's history, and even today, wetlands were viewed as obstacles to development that should be eliminated. Federal laws provided incentives for ...
While driving to work this morning, I was listening to a morning radio show and the deejay talked about how he was robbed over the weekend.
It seems you can't go anywhere these days without a whole bunch of other people cranking up and going with you.
With the way Gov. Sonny Perdue and House Speaker Glenn Richardson are drawing lines in the sand, the state Environmental Protection Division might have to go to Atlanta to conduct an erosion study.
Many officials at the local level – and not just in Bryan County – are opposed to Georgia Rep. Glenn Richardson's proposal to do away with property taxes. And in a sense it's understandable, since Richardson's plan as it currently exists would end local government's ability to control the purse strings.
Dear Editor Please compliment all of those responsible for our local paper. I am a 76-year-old who learned long ago to support my country and community. I read everything, even the public notices. I am employed at Wal Mart but my job doesn't change a lifetime habit. The opinion section is a page I am writing about today. Thank you for the Betsy DeBry article concerning defeatism. I ...
Having spent much of our lives involved with civic activities, we have seen firsthand how community involvement can make a difference. We have seen how volunteer service can transform people and create healthy communities where people are happier, more fulfilled and actually live longer!
Editor: Up until this point in our softball season, I have been very satisfied and appreciative of the coverage that the game of softball has received from your newspaper. It has been very positive and encouraging to the coaches and athletes on both ends of our county. However, as I excitedly turned to the sports section of this week's paper and read the article written by Terry Logan about ...
I am not a lawyer. I don't even look like one on TV. But I smell a courthouse rat.
Dear Editor: Hello, my name is Heather Harper and I am the sister of Laura Cobb, the 17 year old that was killed in the car accident that involved Tam Le. You see, I live in South Carolina right outside of Charlotte, so I really don't hear much about what is going on there in Pembroke. But last week I received an email from my cousin about the arrest ...
Remember when doctors made house calls? Well, years after that old-fashioned service mostly died out in our country, the idea is making a comeback as a better way to provide services to at-risk families and children who are suffering from parental neglect.
Hold on to your pocketbooks, folks. "Hillary Care" is back. And yes, having those two words next to each other is an oxymoron. Indeed, the media has been in a frenzy of excitement over the unveiling of her new health insurance plan, the misnomered "American Health Choices Act." Under this plan, every person in America would be required to have health insurance. Jolly idea, you say. What could be better? Everyone covered-yippee! Our ...
A once-in-a-blue-moon event occurred recently at a committee meeting of Georgia's State Transportation Board. During an update on projects in the state's various congressional districts, the committee was informed that a local government had withdrawn its project from consideration for funding, opting to complete it instead with local money.
Before I had a child, there were a few things I noticed parents doing that really annoyed me, and I swore I would never do those things if and when I became a mother. For the most part, I've been diligent about sticking to my guns.
Homecomings are the stuff of sweet dreams and dessert for breakfast - so perfect and delicious, but often followed by either a rude awakening or a few extra pounds. As a military family member who has experienced distances because of deployment and training, I can tell you it doesn't necessarily get any easier. The families who recently have or are welcoming home loved ones this week have a few battles ahead as they work together to find a new family life balance.
Editor, Remember the great Henry Ford City controversy? A brainchild of former mayor Richard Davis and some others, a major effort was launched to brand many aspects of the Richmond Hill as a "Henry Ford City." Signs proclaiming this appeared and a host of other publicity measures supported the drive, a stated purpose of which was to bring hoards of Ford-worshipping, free-spending visitors to the fair city.
While campaigning for his health care law - and in the years since its passage - President Obama repeatedly assured the American people that, "if you like your health-care plan, you'll be able to keep your health care plan."
Last week, family and friends gathered in the small town of Chattahoochee Hills, south of Atlanta, to celebrate a life well-lived.
Welcome to the first of many military life columns. Whether it is among civilian friends or military colleagues, military life presents its own unique challenges and opportunities. Your neighbors, children's friends and strangers in the grocery store all have been affected in different ways by the military. In our community especially, we live, work and play next to military families without realizing it.
Around the corner, out in the country where we live, is a hardware store owned by a guy I have known since the day I was born. Our bassinets were next to each other in the hospital nursery.
The Internet is bad for me. I'm an obsessive worrier, and I've only gotten worse since the advent of search engines. I often think that if someone got a hold of my web-search queries, I'd end up an international laughing stock. Among the best last week: "Can you become addicted to nasal spray?" "Affects of eating slightly brown guacamole," "Can Tums cause kidney stones?" and "My cat ate cellophane."
I attended two wonderful Veterans Day celebrations this week. One was hosted by the city of Richmond Hill, and the other was at my church. Both provided wonderful tributes to, and recognition of, our service men and women who have fought so gallantly to keep our country the greatest place on Earth.
We did it for four years while I was a member of the planning and zoning board of the city of Pooler. We did it for 11 years while I was serving as either Pooler mayor pro tem or mayor. And we've done it for the past nine years while I've served in the state Legislature.
Welcome to the first of many military-life columns. Whether it is among civilian friends or military colleagues, military life presents its own unique challenges and opportunities. Your neighbors, children's friends and strangers in the grocery store all have been affected in different ways by the military. In our community especially, we live, work and play next to military families without realizing it.
Each Nov. 11, America takes time to honor and remember those who have put their lives on the line in the defense of this great nation.
Dear Dr. Morehead:
It happened in Memphis. A lot of history and interesting things occur in that magical city that sits grandly on the Mississippi River. Elvis held court there, the blues grew up there, and barbecue is queen. Elvis, of course, is still king.
I'm an apologetic person. Maybe it's Catholic guilt. Maybe it's just in my nature. But I do love to apologize - mostly for things that aren't my fault. My mother has always said I'd apologize for World War II if given the opportunity. She's right; I am sorry for that horrible global conflict, but not because I think I had anything to do with it. In general, I'm just sorry it happened. It's an empathetic type of apology.