I think the natural inclination of most people is to think that a business is in trouble when it closes one of its stores, offices, or outlets. Given the times that we are in, that would be a reasonable assumption, but not always a correct one.
It is not spring. One look at the calendar confirms it, but on this Saturday morning you could fool anybody. The branch is ringing with overlapping bird calls and the sky is baby blanket blue. The breeze is so slight as to not seem a breeze at all, but something like the close breath of a lover. There is no resisting the pull.
I agree with the person who said, "If I'd known grandkids were going to be this much fun, I'd have had them first!" But that's not the way it works, is it?! The children come first, and then the grandchildren. And rearing our children right helps insure that our grandchildren will turn out well.
There is a great beach in Sarasota, Florida, called Siesta Key, covered with what the locals call "sugar" sand. Just like the word implies, the sand is so soft that you feel you're walking on powder. At the north end, the road turns off to the right, unless you are wealthy enough to own a piece of Gulf-front property, where tourists and home folks are treated to some very tasty burgers and fries, a knock-down drag-out ice cream parlor and high-priced beach wear with some funky odds and ends every vacationer just has to have.
My cell phone sang out, letting me know I had a text message. "Sarah passed her driving test!!" a friend crowed.
The man was wearing a red T-shirt. On the back were six words in white: "I Coach, They Play, You Cheer."
The Boys and Girls Club of Bulloch County will kick off its week long annual fund raising campaign next week. Like most charity drives, the campaign will approach both businesses and individuals soliciting contributions.
When I began school - that was the time when my folks slowed the car to a crawl and tossed me out in front of a first grade teacher and drove off very quickly - I thought that my class always met in the clothes closet. I quickly found out that I couldn't see very well and sat at the front in order to read the chalkboard and although I could read, I occasionally read with some difficulty. I have a tad of aixelsyd, or is that dyslexia?
Last year, the Statesboro Herald conducted the first ever search to identify 20 Bulloch County residents under the age of 40 that are making a mark with professional success and community involvement. By all accounts, it proved to be a very good way of recognizing those individuals under 40 who give of their time and resources to make Statesboro and Bulloch County a better place to live.
When I was a child, I was a student in a program called Quest that taught me to think outside the box. A very special teacher, Anne Edwards, made the course fun. I will never forget her asking us to walk as if we were wading through peanut butter as we lined up to leave the classroom one day.
Before America even had a chance to realize that the Green Bay Packers won the Super Bowl, the news filled itself with NFL labor negotiations, talk of a possible pro football strike and a whole lot of jabber about who's right and who's wrong.
Most people have had someone in their life who served as a great teacher to them.
Back when Bulloch County was nothing but wilderness, the area's Native Americans regularly hunted throughout the area. As whites began to establish farms and then settle, they were attacked and driven back into the settlements around Savannah.
Making soup is therapeutic.
I don't remember the name of the actress, but fortunately it isn't necessary to the story. Several years ago she was asked to step into the lead role of a three hour New York play, on opening night, having had the script one day, and with only one rehearsal! I suspect the vast majority of actresses and actors would want to think a long time about accepting such a challenge. But even though they allowed her to carry the script with her during the performance (they explained this for the audience), she reportedly only referred to it about ...
Sixteen years ago, the house looked like a woman without makeup, a Christmas tree without ornaments, a painting without a frame - lovely, but plain. So I planted.