Six days. Five airports. 4,830 miles roundtrip. Thirty-five people from all over the nation.
A story in the New York Times from Sept. 23, 1984, is a vivid illustration of the fact that men and women can "live beneath" themselves. Titled "California Man Learns He May Be an Heir," it told the tale of a man who, though he couldn't afford $50 bail after being arrested for panhandling and public drunkenness, was stunned to learn that he might be the heir to millions of dollars.
As you read this, the temperature has gone back to normal and you may unbutton the back flap in your long johns and put away those woolens for the time being. One day - in the distant future - you will talk to your grandchildren about the freeze back in 2014 when you had to stay inside for two whole days without golf or direct sunshine. How cold was it? Why, Sonny Jim, it was so cold that the ice cubes froze in our tea.
I hope you folks had as fine a Christmas as we did and are looking forward to a wonderful New Year and waiting to see what God has in store for each and everyone. I never see what's coming as bad as it seems, but rather to see what possibilities are out there for me to tackle and learn from.
"I hated my work, because when I die I will leave all I have done to a complete stranger who might be competent or a complete idiot. I will have spent a lifetime on work which will be given away. What a waste!" (My translation of Ecclesiastes 2:18-19).
Tuesday marks a turning point for me and my family, as I will be sworn in as the mayor of Statesboro.
I recently visited Statesboro for the first time in a long while and I was pleasantly surprised to find that the Boro has grown appreciably yet still retains its small-town charm.
Q: Our son is 3 1/2 and for the most part eats very well. We make up his plate for each meal, and he has to eat what is on his plate, or at least try each food on the plate before he can get more of something he really likes. We also make sure that he remains seated during the entire meal. Sometimes he will request fruit before he is finished with his dinner. We tell him he first has to finish what's on his plate first. Should we be forcing him to eat his main meal ...
The wreath is still on the back door. The jingle bells tied to its branches reflect just enough of the floodlights at the corner of the house to make tiny blue and green starbursts. The ends of the big peacock-colored bow move only slightly in the night breeze. Christmas is over, and I really should have taken it down.
Note: The following is the 19th in a series of columns that will describe towns and communities, past and present, that were settled after Bulloch County was first settled. Some have since been cut into other counties.
A brand new year, with new beginnings, fresh starts and a wealth of warm memories with loved ones to carry us through the year. Whatever resolutions you've made and possibly already cast aside, I pray that a top priority will always be family. Create lasting memories of quality time spent together, and fashion fun adventures to treasure: Play board games, cook new recipes, go hiking, paint pictures, read books, watch old movies, chase fireflies and watch for eagles, build forts and camp out in the den, roast marshmallows, meet new friends, help someone in need, write songs and race ...
I want to tell you all about an interesting "tourism" option here in Statesboro. Last year, I wrote an article about Pladd Dot Music owner Chris Mitchell opening a 7,500-square-foot manufacturing facility for amplifiers and guitars just off U.S. Highway 301 North.
Note: The following is the 18th in a series of columns that will describe towns and communities, past and present, that were settled after Bulloch County was first settled. Some have since been cut into other counties.
New Year's Eve is usually a late night for my friends and me, and breakfast time is gone with the sunrise when we awake around mid-morning. Brunch, then, is the perfect meal to ring in the new year. A combination of breakfast and lunch typically eaten by 3 p.m., brunch originated in England in the late 1800s and became popular in the United States in the 1930s.
Q: I homeschool my two children, ages 7 and 9. The school day lasts from 8:30 in the morning until
I remember when Julie told me about an incident which took place in one of her classes at Marshall. Someone in class mentioned, "Red sky in the morning, sailors take warning; red sky at night, sailor's delight." Julie said, "That's in the Bible."
After approval last week by the Georgia Senate of a bill that would abandon the Common Core State Standards the state first adopted in 2010, state House members are now getting set to debate the bill that, if signed into law by Gov. Nathan Deal, would do serious harm to the public school education of children in our state.
The homemade, fresh-out-of-the-oven yeast rolls that welcomed you to Isabella's are no more. Owner, Donnie Catrabone made the difficult decision to close Isabella's after a three-year run.
Attention, all community and region stakeholders! We need your help!
There is an old proverb, "It takes a village to raise a child," which is as true today as when this saying was documented. Dr. Calvin Mackie, in his book, "A View From The Roof," writes about five gifts to give your children: the gift of love, the gift of affection and touch, the gift of discipline, the gift of integrity and the gift of purpose.
I happened to turn on the old TV to a movie entitled, "Bruce Almighty." Here's a young man in his 30s who seems to be the typical loser individual: less qualified folks get promoted over him; he can't keep a girlfriend; his dog doesn't know the difference between a fire hydrant and his favorite chair; nothing ever seems to work out and God obviously doesn't like him; he doesn't like God, and if he were God, the world would be so much better off.
The following is the third of a four-part series on local African-Americans who are making positive contributions to their community. Part 4 will be published in Sunday's Viewpoints page.
The following is the second of a four-part series on local African-Americans who are making positive contributions to their community. Part 3 will be published in Friday's Viewpoints page.
Last Friday, I said goodbye to Marty Hager for the last time. Julie and I sat on the front row of the church along with the rest of our family to let the reality of his death squeeze through the denial everyone faces at times like these.
The following is the first of a four-part series on local African-Americans who are making positive contributions to their community. Part 2 will be published in Sunday's Viewpoints page.
When our family finally got settled in at my first church in Florida, I received a call to visit a young man recently incarcerated for auto theft. Back then, I could sit in a crowded room with him and a lot of other visitors and prisoners trying to communicate by almost shouting over the crowd noise. I asked him, "What happened?"
Q: We are having a problem with our 32-month-old son. He picks his nose - most often in a public setting - and then proceeds to wipe it on other family members. It's disgusting.
Enjoy the month of everything green with lots of fun and merriment. Eat green eggs and ham, broccoli, green beans and kale. Add a slice of lime to your water glass, and dip zucchini in ranch dressing for a snack. Wear every shade of green imaginable, and look for those same beautiful hues of green on every shrub, tree and bush as plants come back to life in the promise of springtime. Celebrate all things green and many more holidays this month. Check out a few of these wild ones for more fun.
The ice storm was upon us. The rain had been falling since the night before, and in the cold, cold air, the water had chosen not to drip from but cling to the branches and freeze. The power lines were drooping like the fluttering eyelids of a baby fighting sleep. It was time to get home.
I had just returned from the funeral of Boonie Monroe, a cousin from Metter, when the phone rang. The pastor had reminisced about Boonie's favorite saying, "You don't know what I know." On the other end of the call was Jim Healy, operations manager for the Statesboro Herald, who wanted to discuss the Business Tuesday section.