Season creep is in full swing. It's that unique point in the year when three badly timed holidays - Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas - battle for shelf space and our always-limited attention.
From my Spanish-speaking friends, I have learned about the Day of the Dead, a Mexican holiday that is celebrated not only throughout Mexico, but also around the world and in other cultures.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
As I've documented in the past, many leftist teachers teach our youngsters to hate our country.
Many reporters caught up in the bizarre world of official Washington have written extensively on political tactics and implications of the so-called government shutdown and disastrous launch of HealthCare.gov. Typical was a New York Times headline that blared ''Republicans, Sensing Weakness in Health Law Rollout, Switch Tactics.''
It's really hard to hear people sometimes, isn't it?
I've written extensively over the past several weeks that we, the voters, need to be vigilant and suspicious of the current political atmosphere.
My sister recently had surgery for a deviated septum and came home with splints up her nose and a bandage designed by an architect. A couple of days later, her 4-year-old grandson walked in the door, took a look and said, "Looks like you had a bad day." Indeed.
When our oldest child was an infant, I talked to her nonstop. It was an ongoing monologue, a narrative of her life in progress. Topics included what we were doing, where we were going, what I was dressing her in, what the weather was like and what was happening next.
I've reached an age of almost knowing about life. Sometimes, I still believe I know nothing, yet I know more than I did the day before yesterday.
I called Junior E. Lee, general manager of the Yarbrough Worldwide Media and Pest Control Co., located in Greater Garfield, Ga., to see what kind of reactions he was getting from the public to the recent shutdown of the federal government.
My husband loves watching the Cooking Channel. He often tries some recipe he has seen or asks me to look it up on the Internet and print it out for him.
Shortly after the end of World War II, a pair of allergists gave some medication to a patient suffering from hives. Surprisingly, the patient reported her lifelong battle with carsickness had disappeared. After follow-up testing, Dramamine quickly became standard issue for fighting motion sickness.
Last week's column discussed the political tradeoffs made by black politicians and civil rights organizations that condemn whole generations of black youngsters to failing schools (http://tinyurl.com/6mmlsf). Similar political tradeoffs in labor markets condemn many blacks, particularly black youths, to high rates of unemployment and reduced economic opportunities. Let's look at this, starting with a few historical facts.
My earliest Fourth of July memories include fireworks, flags, barbecue and parades. Not watching parades, being in them.
The Fourth of July may be just a holiday for fireworks to some people. But it was a momentous day for the history of this country and the history of the world.
Exactly a week ago, Covington was bracing for a storm as dusk was coming on. Tree-bending winds whipped through town, thunder made the rafters shudder, and we expected a torrent of rain to follow, possibly a damaging combination of heavy rain and hail and ferocious winds.
Donna and I have rejoined the 21st century. No more weekly trips to the Laundromat: We've bought a washer and dryer. Our little cottage in the woods dates from about 1950, and the washer and dryer connections apparently were added later to the workshop on the carport. The washer has to go in at an angle to fit, but it works. It's hot out there, the spiders are scary, and there's no room to fold ...
I don't think it is an understatement to say that when it comes to public education in Georgia, school teachers don't have much faith in the Legislature.
Our normally chaotic household of five has been reduced to a family of three this week. It has been so very odd, and so unusually quiet, with Eli in Florida with his grandparents and Zach away at camp. Poor little Jonah keeps toddling around, asking for his "Zzzat" and "E-la-la" and I know he must be wondering where the heck they vanished to. Of course, not even two yet, he doesn't understand their absence.
Over the years I often heard my father say that a newspaper was such a resilient business that it would never falter even if he had a monkey as publisher.
Whether you are the farmer or a parent driving your child to Little League ball games, the rising cost of fuel is having an impact on your life and pocketbook.
This year marks a half-century for me in the newspaper business. I started out at age 13 as a news carrier, and I was probably the worst one the old Evening Capital ever had. I was saved by a grizzled and kindly old circulation manager who put me to work at 14 inserting and delivering papers and walking the publishers big Chesapeake Retriever. In my 50 years I have seen our industry undergo more changes ...
"Hope I die before I get old." The Who's Roger Daltrey didn't and neither did most of the baby boom generation. It seems as if a bunch of them were present on Tuesday for the Newton County Board of Commissioners meeting so they could take a stand against any tax increase.Look at the picture of the meeting that ran in the newspaper on Wednesday and is with the online story about the meeting at covnews.com. ...
It should have been a simple evening based on a casual suggestion that six of us go out to dinner on a Wednesday night. But it turned out to be anything but simple.
I had the occasion not long ago to read Daniel Pink's "A Whole New Mind: Why Right-Brainers Will Rule the Future" (Penguin Books, 2005) and Tony Wagner's "The Global Achievement Gap" (Basic Books, 2008). What follows are Pink's thesis, Wagner's compliment, and implications for K-12 education.
Donna and I have been without a washer and dryer in the house almost eight months, now. We left our washer and dryer in our old house in Augusta, figuring we'd buy new appliances when we got a home of our own. But we're still renting and we're still waiting. And while we're waiting, the clothes pile up. I'm reusing towels. Shirts and pants are getting a second wearing, too. I draw the line at ...
Two of my favorite school teachers, grandson Nicholas Wansley and Mandy Bragg, were married last week. It was a beautiful and moving ceremony. I pray their marriage will be as happy as they, their families and friends were on that special day.
Maybe it's a general character flaw shared by many, but I hate to get rid of a cherished old car, no matter how much trouble it causes me.