We all know that Labor Day just came and went, so it's a safe bet Christmas is hardly on most of our radars at the moment.
As the saying goes, "Richmond Hill is a great place to live." We're such a great place to live that our population has more than tripled since 1990.
As we close in on November, Georgia's voters are firming up opinions about which Gubernatorial candidate should lead us into the 21st century.
In all the hubbub over the construction of a mosque at Ground Zero in New York City as a reciprocal gesture of friendship to Muslims who have agreed to build the Ali Khamenei Baptist Tabernacle in downtown Tehran, you may have missed the latest debate between Georgia's gubernatorial candidates sponsored by the Yarbrough Worldwide Media and Pest Control Company, located in a pool hall in Greater Garfield, Georgia.
This evening I'll be dipping pieces of apple into honey and wishing my husband and children L'shanah tovah – wishes for a sweet and good year. Later, we'll attend worship services in Savannah and listen to the sound of the shofar (ram's horn) being blown.
The frustrations of minority status can drive a political party batty.
Q: "It's how you say it." I've preached this consistently for years with no improvement. My 12-year-old will ask me a question or ask me to help her with a task in a tone that drips with sarcasm, demand and impatience.
Labor Day 2010 celebrations will be muted or non-existent for millions of Americans who are unemployed, underemployed or too discouraged to continue the search for work.
For two decades, Georgia, Alabama and Florida have been battling over future water allocation in the Apalachicola-Chattahoochee-Flint (ACF) River Basin which straddles their borders. The dispute also involves a number of federal agencies, courts, and mediators. Its outcome is one of the most important issues facing the Southeast.
On Aug. 25, on the Mall in Washington, D.C., around 9:55, I witnessed one of the many miracles that happen on this day 8-28-10. With hundreds of thousands of people as a witness, a flock of geese unafraid flew from the WWII monument down the length of the refection pool and beside the Lincoln Memorial.
If you're old enough to fight and die for your country, you're old enough to have a cold beer if you want. And you shouldn't have to worry about getting busted for being underaged.
LeConte-Woodmanston Plantation and Botanical Gardens suffered a serious setback last week when Mary Beth Evans tendered her resignation as the foundation's executive vice president.
Labor Day differs in virtually every respect from the other holidays of the year. All other holidays are, more or less, connected with conflicts of dominance and reflections of man's strife, retail greed, competition for power and of glories achieved over other people or nations.
A three-year journey came to an end this year as the Georgia State Legislature finally came up with a plan that will address our state's growing transportation needs.
MOULTRIE - Have you ever heard or used the expression, "If I only knew then, what I know now?"
I happen to love the song "Happy" from the movie soundtrack, "Despicable Me 2."
Most mornings, I spend about five minutes pulling my freshly washed hair into a ponytail. It's easy, it's efficient, and, I like to tell myself, it's even chic. When I know I'll be meeting important people or attending special events, however (like, say, the United Way annual campaign kick-off party or a chamber of commerce breakfast), I break out the products and utensils and spend an extra 20 minutes or so coaxing my locks into what I hope is a more professional-looking style.
I've always been one of those persons who won't hire someone to do something for me if I can do it myself, such as painting my house, building a deck, building a utility barn, caring for my own lawn, installing new flooring, etc. It was just the way I was raised. And it stuck.
Editor, This is an open letter to Attorney General Eric Holder.
Editor, It seems like we just cut the ribbon to our new location at 154 Thunderbird Drive. Our brand new 10,000 square foot facility seemed so BIG next to our little white building on 10055 Ford Ave. Site 3B, where the YMCA had resided in for the previous 10 years. We moved with excitement, added more equipment, larger classes, and exciting new family programs.
I'm not sure how many wilderness survival shows there are on television right now, but it appears there is some kind of obsession going on with this type of programming. And they are running the gamut from being naked in the wild to being fat in the wild. That's right, there's a show now titled "Fat Guys in The Woods." Fortunately, they keep their britches on.
• President Ronald Reagan, Jan. 30, 1984: "Exports create and sustain jobs for millions of American workers and contribute to the growth and strength of the United States economy. The Export-Import Bank contributes in a significant way to our nation's export sales."
Win at life! Isn't that what we all want to do? That is the headline gracing one of the magazines sitting on our coffee table. I guess the real question is, "what defines winning at life?" After all, life has a pretty broad playing field. Maybe what best defines winning in life is society's dire need to be in control. Everyone values their independence and sense of control, right?
Editor, Recently, I've spotted some news headlines - around the region, state and country - that I never thought I'd see. It really makes me wonder, "Whatever were they thinking?"
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.