Start across the Sidney Lanier Bridge from either direction and, just before you reach the crest, you will become convinced that you are going to drive straight into the sky. On a hot July day - when white puffy clouds approach like meringues, seductive with soporific sweetness, clouds that look like the blow-up slides used to rescue passengers from airplanes - that's exactly what you want to do.
William Few Jr. was born in Baltimore, Md., on June 8, 1748 to William Few and Mary Wheeler. They were poor tobacco farmers, and along with many of their neighbors became bankrupt because of a series of droughts.
I have always wondered if a caveman - most likely a cave woman - just missing being eaten by a T-Rex, hummed a tune and that was the beginning of music. I am not sure if he or she had words to the tune like, "I'm so glad that the big lizard ate she and not me … dum ditty dum." Don't get me going on what I think the first "rock" band resembled.
Every summer, I am reminded just how important Georgia Southern has become to Statesboro and the prosperity of its full time residents. Things clearly slow down here in the summer months, and business owners will admit that it can be a struggle.
I got a plaque in the mail the other day.
Joshua was now an old and weathered man who had been with the Israelites through the invasion into Canaan and wanted to be absolutely certain this young nation to be understood their responsibilities and their loyalties to the God who had brought them this far.
I used to think naively that social networking (i.e., Facebook) had nothing to do with business. Well, I missed the boat on that one. I have always understood how Facebook can be used as a marketing tool. However, it is the covert side of the social networking site that took me by surprise.
The table is large and round. The food is good. The conversation is warm and inclusive. We laugh a lot. Some of the laughter is directed at each other. Some of it is directed toward the unspeakable matters with which we deal every day and which we can't share with the people we love, the unavoidable dark humor of those who see the worst in humanity and manage, somehow, not to fall into the abyss themselves.
In my old age, I often think that all children should be taught how to cook from scratch. Nowadays, too many folks of all walks of life want stuff now, prepackaged and in easy heat, open and eat containers. I am not saying that we have to return to our roots where we planted, tended, harvested, canned or processed our future food. What I am moving towards is our ability to get away from the answer and work hard on the method to get the answer. In other words, "I got the solution the hard way. I worked for it!"
In just a few hours, the roads of Bulloch County will become dotted with large yellow buses in the early morning hours. School bells ring again! Make this a memorable school year for your family. Celebrate good grades with ice cream, completed projects with doughnuts, and new friends with a soda. Celebrate each day this school year as a special gift with your family and loved ones. Make memories that will last a lifetime with some of the calendar celebrations below or create your own to fit your family.
Abraham Baldwin is best known as the founder of the Franklin College & the University of Georgia, but was also a delegate to the Constitutional Convention in 1787.
Over the last six weeks, we took a look at each Georgia Southern athletic program and what each has accomplished since becoming a member of the Southern Conference.
When I go to the Statesboro Farmers Market on Saturdays (and now Tuesday nights), I tend to look at it as a time to pick up some produce and visit with my neighbors.
Reverend James R. Miller came to the Georgia & South Carolina border area in order to spread the gospel. Miller's first pastorate was at the Mill Creek Primitive Baptist Church.
My editor Jim Healy forgot that this is my vacation "week", i.e., I normally don't write a column this week. When he called me on Thursday to firm up what we were doing, I just laughed, because I really didn't have anything to offer.
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?"