This is the story of courage. This is a story of tenacity. This is the story of Hill Daniel.
I wrote a column not too long ago bemoaning the fact that my grandchildren were growing up. Well, I have more proof.
The liberal world vision and reality are often at variance, as, for example, with equal pay for equal work.
My wife and I have been vacationing the past week in south Florida. On the first night of the eight-day trip, we took the hotel clerk's dinner recommendation and headed to the restored riverfront in historic Fort Myers.
As a kid, I hated Sunday mornings with a passion I now reserve only for unimaginable evils such as genocide and raw onions. Sunday - "the day of rest" - was far from restful for me, and I blame it on a weekly ritual, "dressing up for Sunday school."
There are many ways to describe the enormous gap between the American people and their elected politicians.
I grew up with hamsters, so when my kid decided he wanted one for his birthday in December last year, I was totally OK with that.
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.
Humans have long reached toward heaven. I don't know whether this desire represents an attempt to get away from the ground, an attempt to associate with God, or an attempt to peer over the balcony and look at all the little people below. But the desire to go higher and higher has long shaped the skylines of our cities.
Since I last wrote a column about my husband's cabin, he has made additions.
When I finished high school, I left my childhood behind. It was an unconscious decision, but one I recognize now was necessary for me to evolve into the person I was meant to be.
Over the past 10 years, I have written columns variously titled "Academic Cesspools," "Academic Dishonesty," "The Shame of Higher Education," "Academic Rot" and "Indoctrination of Our Youth."
Let your mind wander back to kindergarten, and think about those simpler times and all the fun you had. It doesn't matter where you come from; you have to admit that kindergarten was fun. You played with toys, sang songs, colored pictures of fire trucks, and learned radically new concepts like sharing and the letter Q.
The news from Boston over the past couple of weeks has been the stuff of nightmares.
Unfortunately, my children never experienced a real, live traveling tent revival. When the subject came up recently, they even professed ignorance of the subject. Seizing the moment, I explained how traveling evangelists would appear on the outskirts of small towns back in the 1950's and 1960's and set up what appeared to be a circus big top - in actuality a surplus Army tent. For a week or so the evangelists would ...
At the time you're reading this, we two will be readying to fly home after a few days off the coast of Maine on tiny little Peak's Island, three miles east of Portland and reachable by ferry. Dear friends loaned us their perennial summer cottage for a mini-vacation when they would be away, and we jumped at the offer. Who wouldn't? A car would not be required, and bikes were available for ...
One year ago, a federal judge from Minnesota named Paul Magnuson signed his name to a 97-page court order that was part of the ongoing water wars involving Georgia, Alabama and Florida.
What, you may ask, am I going to say this week about the primary elections? The answer: Nothing.
Think snow. Think lots and lots of snow. (OK, this is Covington, so think 1-2 inches of snow.) Think trees bowed down with ice, bending toward the ground. Think icy, impassable streets. Think about snow-covered hillocks and the shrieks of kids barreling down the inclines on cardboard slides. Do not, repeat: do not, think of crackling fires, being bundled up like Ralphie or hot toddies.
My father was an ordained minister who emigrated from Bulgaria in 1939. He spent the last 23 years of his working life as an editor, writer, broadcaster and assistant desk chief for the Bulgarian Desk of the Voice of America. Before the VOA, he was a specialist for the Office of War Information during World War II. The U.S. was his adopted home and he had great affection and concern for its future.
The race for governor has been a very stable one so far, at least if you believe in the validity of the polls. For more than a year now, every credible poll has indicated that Insurance Commissioner John Oxendine is at the top of the list of Republican candidates while former governor Roy Barnes has been the choice of Democratic voters.
I am unalterably, unequivocally, and un-any other word you can conjure up opposed to school vouchers. I consider them somewhere south of Gov. George E. Perdue's beloved horse barn that got tanked earlier this year. Lord willing, school vouchers will tank, too. They are a bad idea.
While most political pundits follow polls, they might want to start following college football.
Every once in a blue moon we natives of the Deep South, having endured snide comments from transplanted Yankees whenever snow falls in Dixie, enjoy a little payback.
It's been a very difficult year for politicians trying to raise money for their campaigns, but state Rep. Sean Jerguson (R-Holly Springs) seems to have come up with an idea that's right on target. Jerguson is a stocky, amiable person who operates a combination gun shop and shooting range in Cherokee County called "Hi-Caliber."
This time of year is referred to as "Dog Days." That is because state government feels that in appreciation for your tax contributions this is a great time to hound you with a bunch of new laws, regulations and similar irritations that usually become effective July 1. Hence, Dog Days. Perhaps the most noted change is the fact than in Georgia one can no longer text while driving, thus depriving us of a plethora of ...
My children, who are 8 and 10, are five weeks into their 12 weeks of summer vacation. With the advent of summer comes an increase in their freedom. They do not have to walk out of the house to go to school at 7:30 in the morning. This means that they can stay up after 8 p.m. and sleep past 6:30 a.m.
Today's the 234th birthday of The United States of America. Born July 4, 1776, as 56 brave men signed a pledge birthing government of the people, America received her first birthday present.
Of some 15,000 school systems in the United States only one has lost accreditation in the past four decades. In August 2008, the Southern Association of Colleges and Schools denied accreditation to Clayton County.