Mr. James A. "Jimmy" Pennington, 69, of Covington, died Nov. 11. The son of the late James Anderson Pennington and Mary Guest Pennington, he was born in 1939 in Fulton County. He worked for the Jasper County Maintenance Department. Mr. Pennington was a member of Zion Baptist Church and enjoyed working on his farm, fishing and hunting.
Surviving are brothers Graham Pennington of Covington, Howard Pennington of Conyers; sister Rose Mary Stephenson of Conyers; several nieces and nephews.
When Newton County residents need help with their computers, there is one place that comes to mind and that's PC Afterdark.
Located in the Covington Crossing shopping center, PC Afterdark offers a variety of services and products. The store repairs computers, laptops, printers, some fax machines, software, virus and spyware and networking.
We live in a world of hurt, pain, chaos, disappointment, and injury. Life is tough. Sometimes it is discouraging and difficult to cope with all that we face. It is easy to allow these things to damage us physically, spiritually and emotionally.
Barack Obama's election has everyone talking about Martin Luther King's "I have a dream" speech. It was 45 years ago when King dreamed of his children being "judged not by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character." That is the sort of justice that we all want for our own children.
November 24, 2008|
Dear Editor: It amazes me that we can be sitting here having a discussion on whether or not to bail out the U.S. auto industry. There are actually people in this country who are prepared to see them fail, and some who say it may even be good for our country. Just where do these people come from?
How can we possibly be prepared to call ourselves the most powerful nation on earth, when we may soon not even be able to build the cars that we drive? Is there no pride left in "American Made?" Oh, forgive me.
Clouds of smoky dust unrolled as trucks entered the lot. While I walked toward my destination, I noticed the adjacent cemetery. Quiet, except for the occasional bird, I became increasingly aware of the noise that my feet were generating. Crunching, wobbling and moving forward through the newly poured gravel, I stopped to look at one of the stones.
Wake up. For some people I know, those are some of the harshest words in the English language. "Wake Up" is not always an easy thing to hear. But in our lesson for today, it's what Jesus is calling to us, his Church, specifically to each and every one of us. Wake Up.