The word tax is a three-letter word that might as well be a four-letter word these days.
Cook, author and TV personality Nathalie Dupree is long gone from these parts, having been carted away to endlessly charming Charleston by husband Jack Bass, chronicler of Southern history. Still, she retains devoted fans and many friends here since she ran "Nathalie's at Mt. Pleasant Village" and lived in Social Circle.
Little is left to the imagination these days. The ever deeper probing of scientists is removing any mystery from life and banishing the unknown and heretofore unknowable.
There are things - plenty of things - I just don't get.
Take a life, any life, even your own. Write down all the known facts and documentation of that life, much but not all of it taken from public record: birth, parents, hometown, siblings, education, college transcripts, career, titles, marriage, children, divorce, volunteer positions, achievements, military service, address, church membership, diaries, daybooks and perhaps old letters retained by the sender or recipient.
An imaginative sort who spies a bright red fire truck parked outside a church might think one of two things: Either the congregants are burning up with the Holy Spirit and keep a fire truck on hand to cool things down once in a while, or the truck is a warning the fires of hell are close unless they toe the line.
"What hath night to do with sleep?" wrote John Milton in
We are constantly admonished to live in the moment and decried if we appear to be living in the past. The past is behind us and cannot be changed. The future lies ahead, unpredictable and out of our control.
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Washing windows isn't on anyone's list of favorite things to do, but imagine the job of washing the windows at CNN Center where soaring glass window walls enclose the towering structure. Well, Covington's Fred Franklin has done it, but that's only one of his high-rise, nail-biting accomplishments. When Atlanta hosted the 1988 Democratic Convention, it was Franklin who rigged and lifted to the roof the sound and lighting stages, hung the ceiling banners and raised ...
It never fails that whenever I sit down to compose this weekly column - or almost anytime I find myself at the computer - our little gray girl cat comes around mewling plaintively. In the wink of an eye, she's on the desktop, prowling back and forth across the keyboard, putting herself between the computer screen and me.
Is there anything you don't know at this point about the alleged affair between four- star Gen. David Petraeus, married and the father of two, and his biographer, fellow West Point grad and fitness fanatic Paula Broadwell, the married mother of two? The news burst like a bombshell over Washington, D.C., in the aftermath of President Obama's re-election, and more and more salacious - and serious - details are emerging every day, now involving another ...
This story can be told from two different perspectives, but in either case, it's about love and passion. It's a story about a woman whose passion is rescuing dogs and cats founded abandoned, neglected, abused or hurt, then giving them a safe and secure life. It's a story about how she turned the hunter she married into a passionate advocate for abused and neglected pets, as well. And it's a story about the unique gift ...
It happened quite suddenly. One morning recently, we heard the rip and roar of a chainsaw and the guttural grinding of a wood chipper. The noises went on for the better part of the day, and even when the dissonance ended, we weren't happy. One by one, the neighbor's trees that lined our back fence had come down. Gone was our semblance of privacy. We had an unimpeded view of the back windows that faced ...
Being judge and jury all in one has got to be a heavy burden, but don't you know a lot of people who like the job? It is a popular avocation, even a full-time occupation for many. People who create this job for themselves can never be off duty or go on vacation. The work is just never done. They must be ever vigilant, lest anybody get away with anything that might differ an iota ...
Being judge and jury all in one has got to be a heavy burden, but don't you know a lot of people who like the job? It is a popular avocation, even a full-time occupation for many. People who create this job for themselves can never be off duty or go on vacation. The work is just never done. They must be ever vigilant, lest anybody get away with anything that might differ an iota ...
Georgia would be $45 billion poorer if not for the impact of tourism. It's our fifth largest employer, providing some 391,000 jobs, over 10 percent of all payroll employment in the state. The state's website says each household would pay $706 more state and local taxes if not for the money tourism brings in. The latest tourism figures from the Newton County Chamber of Commerce are for 2010, when direct tourist spending generated almost $91 ...
It's right there in black and white in the First Amendment to the U.S. Constitution: "Congress shall make no law ... abridging the freedom of speech ... ."
"Biscuits," he said. "Biscuits?" I asked. "Yeah, biscuits," he said. "I want to learn how to make biscuits, the kind my grandmother made." My jaw dropped a bit. This bachelor friend of ours sitting across the lunch table was revealing a side that caught me off guard. He's regularly decked out in crisp, starched shirts that fit the rather starchy business he's in. The idea of a guy up to his elbows in flour and ...
The summer dragged by, and my walking shoes didn't even get their first outing. It was just too hot, and I questioned the sanity of those who kept up regular walking and running, sometimes with gasping dogs in tow. Now that it's fall, I've got no excuses. Besides, Covington is a great little town for walking: broad thoroughfares with bicycle lanes, beautiful residential streets wending their way past carefully tended yards, plenty of trees for ...
There's nothing like being away to restore one's body and soul. We were away just last week in somewhat familiar parts of Maine and New Hampshire, itself a brand new experience. The clean air, lack of humidity, brisk breezes, forest-covered mountains, rocky shores and charming small towns, some predating the Revolutionary War, were balm and sustenance. Good friends, good food and good wine provided endless moments to be cherished.
This year, as we know, is defined by the presidential campaign: the nomination battles of the Republican party; the relentless attack ads in which both sides writhe in the mud and facts are road kill; memory and attention spans are three beats long; the blustery political conventions; the carefully staged speeches; and finally the face-off on November 6th, after which pundits of both stripes predict the end of the world as we know it if ...
The phone rang the other night during dinner. We often have the news on, although that's not good for digestion. Our satellite service displays on the TV screen the entity and phone number that's calling.
It's something that happens all the time and to each of us. We've got a momentous decision to make, or even a small one, and the way isn't clear. There's as much to recommend one course of action as the other, but nevertheless, we've got to choose.. So what do most of us do? We start looking - praying - for a sign, some little nudge to go one way or the other.