When my friend Donna told me one of the highlights of her year was when she and I went mud bogging on a four-wheeler with no brakes, it made me stop and think: life is all about your adventures.
I will be the first to admit that I really do love the Statesboro Mall. I don't care that the Georgia Southern student body fondly refers to it as the Statesboro Small, it is still the first large retail shopping development built in Statesboro, and for that reason, it remains near and dear to my heart.
I set the alarm for 3:15 a.m. The lunar eclipse, I understood, would be most visible to those of us at approximately 32 degrees 22 minutes 2 seconds north latitude and 081 degrees, 53 minutes 2 seconds west longitude at exactly 3:17 a.m. Two minutes would be just enough time to throw back the covers, throw on a bathrobe, throw open the door and dash into the front yard.
As the glow of Christmas lights fade and decorations find their way back to the attic, the calendar page flips over, announcing the dawn of a new year. What will the year 2011 hold for your family? Waste no time making treasured memories with family and friends. Roast marshmallows and take long walks. Bake homemade bread and climb trees. Try a new vegetable and watch for falling stars. Dance, sing, play, create. Make at least 365 special memories that will warm hearts and blanket your family with much love and happiness throughout the year.
The apostle Paul, writing to Timothy, said "Beyond all question, the mystery of godliness is great: He appeared in a body, was vindicated by the Spirit, was seen by angels, was preached among the nations, was believed on in the world, was taken up in glory." (1Timothy 3:16) This is one of the Bible's most concise statements of the events of the work of Jesus, the son of God in making salvation for sinful man possible.
In the 1817 book "A Full and Correct Account of the Chief Naval Occurrences of the Late War," author William James told of the battle between the British warship "Epervier" and the American warship the "Peacock" in the War of 1812.
"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).
A few weeks ago, I was genuinely saddened when the Flowers Discount Bakery store on North Zetterower Avenue in Statesboro closed. It was my "go to" place for all kinds of bakery products when I was feeding a large crowd.
Part two of history of the Confederate Navy.
"Wait until next year."
Part One of history of the Confederate Navy.
The blinds cut the winter sunshine into thick slices and they fall across my shoulder in long broad stripes. The movement of the rocking chair, forward and back, turns them into waves - reaching out and pulling back, a tide of light. Jackson is tilted in the crook of my arm, the rays making a halo of the soft fuzz on the top of his head.
Since the late 1960's the coyote population in Georgia has exploded. Around 1970 there had only been confirmed coyote sightings or kills in 23 Georgia counties. Today, all of the state's 159 counties are home to this wily veteran of the woods. Coyotes have migrated steadily eastward from the western and mid-western states and have found our part of the country to their liking. Coyotes can and will eat a wide variety of foods but relish rodents and rabbits which are plentiful in Georgia. Because they can survive on just about anything from road kill to persimmons and ...
It's hard to admit when you haven't been successful at something, but I will admit that I have not been successful in getting a timely story to you regarding the purchaser of Cleve White Nissan in Statesboro.
Last Saturday, Julie and I were hoping that the GSU road playoff game would be televised. Unfortunately, that was not the case, but it would be broadcast on radio. It's not the same as being there, but close enough for avid fans.
Over two French doors in my kitchen hangs a sign that reads, "Good wine, good friends, good times." That couldn't have described the scene around my table more on the cool and rainy Tuesday night we had earlier this week. I'd invited a few of my closest friends to my early Easter feast, where we would dine on roasted lamb with mint chutney and farm-style side dishes hailing from the soil of Screven County.
Q: My 18-year-old son and a slightly younger friend recently found some mice and decided to dispose of them. They drowned one and set the other one on fire. When I confronted my son for torturing animals, his response was, "They're just mice." Is this typical boy behavior, or should I be concerned?
Twenty-five years ago when Julie and I drove into Statesboro with the kids, we knew we had been blessed by God Who had brought us home. Strangers waved at us as we drove in, the streets were clean and there was little traffic up and down old two-lane Fair Road. I think there were only a few places to eat - mostly family style - and Georgia Southern College had perhaps 9,000 students.
Every now and then it is good to get out of the Boro and get a different perspective. One of my favorite places to get a feel of how the "ordinary Georgians" are doing is Bennie's Red Barn on St. Simons Island.
All too often, we hear horror stories about "meeting" people online. It's true that predators and crazy people use the Internet as a tool to take advantage of others, but if one uses common sense, the world of cyberspace can lead to true, real relationships.
Q: Our 14-year-old son seems depressed - to us, at least. His principal sees no sign of depression but thinks he's socially anxious. The subjects of counseling and medication have come up. We have suggested to him that he get more exercise and spend less time playing video games and watching TV, but he says he hates sports. He appears to be withdrawing more and more into his video-screen world.
Note: The following is the 28th 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.
I know exactly when I fell in love with sports.
"Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of his might. Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the schemes of the devil" (Ephesians 6:10–11).
It has been some 30 years since my brother-in-law and I stood on the top of Mount Carmel in northern Israel, the site of the remarkable biblical encounter between Elijah and the priests of Baal. We had talked about 1 Kings 17 the night before and when we realized that we were not bound to the travel itinerary and read about a side trip to Haifa - just a few miles from Mount Carmel - we jumped at the chance.
Have you ever been shopping at ReTails? Yes, that's the way it's spelled, and it just happens to be one of the best thrift shops around.
A cancer diagnosis, no matter the type, can be sobering for any patient. Cervical cancer in particular can be frightening for women with fears that the diagnosis eliminates their chance to have children, or worse. As a gynecological oncologist, helping women understand the importance of preventative care can mitigate many of the threats associated with cervical cancer.
Recently, I exited my editor's office to find a lady waiting to speak to me. I was quite flabbergasted when she told me I was a former student of her father's, and that he spoke of me often until his death earlier this year.
I am, by my father's admission, a Duke's mixture. "Dad, what the heck does that mean?"
When you walk in the door of Dingus Magee's at lunch, chances are you will be met by owner, Stephanie Owens with her 100-watt smile, boundless energy and her trademark question, "You doing alright today?"