It was a goodly number of years ago when I was honored to be named as a commissioner to the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church, which was held at Milwaukee, Wis. It might have been the second day of meetings and I just happened to be standing by the free coffee and donut table when a stranger came up to me and asked, "Bressler, is that you in there?" I don't get those kinds of questions too often, so I stared at his name tag and read his name, Don Munzmay. Don and I just happened to have ...
Do we really need to know every move Tiger Woods makes? Do we really care, and those of us who do - do we need to get a life?
I like surprises. The Statesboro Lady Blue Devils, the Bulloch Academy Gators and the Claxton Tigers have each had a whale of a season, so when they each went out and got a region championship, it was some good icing on their collective cake.
I think our local organizations do a wonderful job of recognizing those individuals who give of their time and resources to make Statesboro and Bulloch County a better place to live.
I keep at least four books open on my desk and try to read from each of them at least once a day. Sometimes I will just skim, occasionally look up a point in question and now and then touch them to make sure they're still where I left them. Today, I have picked up the seventh edition of "Western Civilization" and a brief section about Medieval Society, sub section Noblewomen, to check out some stuff I want to share with my classes. You pick your stuff and I will pick mine. Okay? Okay.
Until 1803 Georgia distributed land based on the "headright" system. Each head of family had the "right" to 200 acres of land for himself and 50 acres of land for each member of his family, up to 1,000 acres. After the Revolutionary War a number of governors signed land grants of significantly greater amounts than the law allowed.
This has really been a wet winter. Since Dec. 1, our area has had an estimated 26 inches of rain. Creeks, ponds, streams, and rivers are filled and in many cases overflowing.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
It was November 27, 1922, when archaeologist Howard Carter changed history. For some 15 years, he had been searching for the illusive remains of the legendary boy king Tutankhamen. He was running out of money and time because his benefactors, expecting to make both fortune and fame, had little to show for his efforts except some rather common and hardly valuable artifacts.
Sometime around Thanksgiving I heard a radio broadcaster announce that the meteorologists for the state were predicting a colder and wetter winter than usual. I say give those boys and girls a gold star. Winter won't be officially over for another six weeks or so, but their prophesies have been fulfilled.
The Hodges are a family of great antiquity. Variations in spelling occurred in their names over time, including Hoegges (pronounced ho-edges), Hogge, Hoge, Haig, Haigh, Hage, Hogue, Hodges, Hodge, Hodgis, Hodgins and even Hodgson. The family immigrated to Holland to escape persecution for their religious beliefs, and changed the spelling of their name to 'Hague.'
The first white man to meet Georgia's native peoples was Dr. Henry Woodward, a surgeon and world traveler, who had joined the English colonists sailing to the area which would become the Carolina colonies. In 1670, Woodward journeyed far inland to the Indian village of Cofitachequi located between the lands of the Creeks and the Cherokees.
First off, let me just throw this out there – the media (yes, myself included) makes way too big a hoopla out of National Signing Day.
I jog several times a week, and therefore, have a lot of opportunity to look at real estate within Statesboro's city limits. This past Saturday as I was "cruising" by property "for sale" signs, a thought occurred to me.
Note: The following is the sixth in a series on the origin of currency in the American colonies and Georgia.
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.