The 2011 legislative session of the Georgia General Assembly is close to the finish line, with only three days of session remaining.
Day 34 (March 28): This morning I found myself right back where I left off the week before, in front of the House Judiciary Committee where I was presenting S.B. 36, the prescription drug monitoring bill. This is one of the toughest committees in the legislature and, while they have made major revisions to my bill, I am glad that it passes out and will now be in the House Rules Committee.
Dear Editor: An afternoon tea party – just what every girl loves. You wear fancy dresses, pretty hats, lavish jewelry, extravagant shoes … oh, and of course don't forget the tea. This is what you will take pleasure in at the Pearls and Purses Afternoon Tea Party benefiting the Richmond Hill YMCA's Priceless Gifts Campaign from 1 to 4 p.m. Sunday at the Richmond Hill City Center.
With the arrival of April, I am looking forward to the beginning of the baseball season – not a phrase I thought I would find myself saying before I moved to America.
There's nothing like a good ol' tire blowout to remind you why you're happy you live in the South. Thursday, on my way to class, I heard the all-too-familiar sound of a flat tire thump-thump-thumping away over the oldies station playing through my car speakers.
We all have experienced conflict and criticism with someone in our lives. Those "someones" could be members of our families, co-workers, friends, spouses, fellow church members - even strangers. If you are feeling pious, you are only kidding yourself. In reality, we've all run into these problems at one time or another. Many of us deal with these stressors constantly, even on a daily basis. It's easy to feel like you're always in the middle - or a target of - this type of troubled relationship issue. No one enjoys conflicts. Most people try to avoid them at all costs ...
As a consulting engineer for the past 39 years and as a land owner adjacent to the landfill proposed by Mr. Burke Wall, I feel a civic and professional duty to inform this community about the proposed facility under discussion:
Dear Editor: On March 5, more than 100 people of all ages (and a number of beloved pups) came to J.F. Gregory Park in Richmond Hill to participate in the 6th annual See Spot Run 5K Run/Walk.
Dear Editor: I am writing in response to the letter regarding recycling in the March 30 edition. My name is very similar to the writer, Karen Yawn, our last names differing by one letter.
Trash is messy. It's smelly and unsightly, and you always have to find a place to put it – be it the 13-gallon trash can hiding somewhere in the kitchen or the 200-acre landfill outside of town.
Editor, I was one of the 100 or so folks who attended Congressman Jack Kingston's town-hall meeting last month in Pembroke. Several aspects of the current budget issue became clear as a result of that meeting.
Dear Gov. Nathan Deal:
Dear Editor: How can recycling be done without the people's knowledge? Everyone my husband and I have talked to, including some Pembroke residents, do not know about it. Some people don't get the paper, and they will find out when the containers are dropped off or on their tax bill.
Dear Editor: How excited I was to hear that recycling is coming to Bryan County in the March 12 edition of the Bryan County News. Excited until I read the article and realized I would be forced to pay for recycling whether I wanted to participate or not. How lovely. Once again, our local government has no compunction about applying extra taxes willy-nilly.
Day 31 (March 21): After a very short weekend, we were back at it bright and early as I met with the chairman of Senate Appropriations, Sen. Jack Hill, and members of the senate budget office regarding drug courts in our state.
One afternoon, I had a hankering - a primal-like craving - for a supper of pinto beans and cornbread with a tall glass of cold, rich buttermilk thrown in for good measure and extra filling.
I didn't cook Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday. My husband, daughter and I went to a restaurant in Richmond Hill that offered all the traditional holiday fare at a reasonable price. It was the first time in my life I did not eat a home-cooked meal on Thanksgiving.