The calendar proclaims a few days of springtime remain, but temperatures, beach trips and no homework scream summertime. Be intentional with summer family fun to create memories that endure for a long time to come.
In "Legacy of a Pack Rat," Ruth Bell Graham tells of a musician who lived in a land where "God's music" was not allowed to be played. Every day, he took out his copy of Handel's "Messiah" and placed it on the dining room table. Then, on the table, his fingers silently played through the entire score.
Sounding like Goethe on his deathbed, I handed the contractor the blueprints for what would become Sandhill and instructed, "Light, that's what I want - as much as possible."
It was pure accident that I began singing in choral groups. In my first year of high school - we started in the tenth grade back then - I was taking art appreciation when a good friend said, "John! There's a bunch of kids singing upstairs. You like to sing and all you have to do is to sit, sing and get an "A!"
It may be springtime, but in true Statesboro fashion, we've already had several 90-degree days. When it's hot outside, I am much more inclined to eat lighter foods such as fresh fruit, green salads and grilled meats - partly because they're healthier options, but mostly because it's swimsuit season.
Q: For the first five years of her life, it was just me and my now 13-year-old daughter. I didn't have a clue as to what I was doing. I wasn't consistent; I didn't hold her accountable; I was an enabler. Her behavior toward me became increasingly disrespectful. My second husband tried to open my eyes, but I was in complete denial.
It has been suggested that God established three great "institutions" for our benefit - family, church and civil government. As he planned them, they are without any defects. When problems come, it is because of man's failings.
(Note: The following is one of a series of articles from the Canyon Ranch Institute dedicated to showing people how to live healthier and encouraging folks to take small steps to adjust their lifestyle.)
It's too bad that Mother's Day only comes once a year insofar as the holidays are concerned. I have a suggestion, but I'll save it for a bit later.
As most of you know, my father, Wright McLeod, ran for Georgia's 12th Congressional District seat in the U.S. House of Representatives in 2012. My family and I walked away from the race disappointed, proud and much more informed about people, politics, and patriotism.
For 14 years I have walked the circle drive at the Screven County Courthouse. At least once a month for 14 years, I have walked, heels clicking against the pavement, files tucked under my arm or stuffed into a rolling briefcase, toward the double-glass doors and the wide, tiled hallway that leads to the courtroom. As often as not, in warmer weather, I have walked to the tune of a mower moving back and forth over the front lawn like a metronome, breathing in the shaved grass along with the scent of the roses Mrs. Pullen planted at the front ...
Q: For the past few months, our usually compliant 4-year-old son has been having problems with defiant behavior at school. He often refuses to do what he is told by the teacher. What concerns us even more, however, is that he recently had two episodes of aggressive behavior toward other children, both very well-behaved girls, and both during snack time. In the first incident, he stabbed a girl with a plastic fork when she told him that she said something he didn't like. The second occurred when he pushed a girl because of some minor territorial dispute.
(Note: The following is the first of a series of articles from the Canyon Ranch Institute dedicated to showing people how to live healthier and encouraging folks to take small steps to adjust their lifestyle.)
The Wall Street Journal says there's no difference between a child whose primary interest is reading and a child who uses social media obsessively. In WSJ's March 22–23 "Mind and Matter" column, Alison Gopnik recounts, in fable form, her childhood obsession with "The Device," which turns out to be books. She then claims to know of research supporting the notion that reading books "hijacks" large portions of a child's brain, portions "that had originally been designed for other purposes."
As Mother's Day approaches this year, I'd like to tell you a little bit about the lady I call Mama. A strong-willed and feisty God-fearing woman about 5 feet 4 inches tall with a small frame and thick, wavy, rich brown hair, she loves a gadget, can't swim and watches the Home Shopping Network and QVC with pure wonderment. To hear my dad tell it, the UPS man knows her by name. A Tom Hanks movie or good Nicholas Sparks novel trips her trigger. A Saturday might find her spending time with her grandchildren, antiquing, getting a ...
I have had a certain amount of interest concerning John Forbes Nash Jr. ever since Julie and I saw the very loosely-based movie on his life, "A Beautiful Mind." I also liked the fact that he was born in Bluefield, West Virginia - only a hop, skip and jump from Huntington - and I could claim a certain amount of kinship. The man was a mathematical genius, a schizophrenic and pretty odd. I do not claim any of what I just wrote as kinship. His basic theory was, "any abstract Riemannian manifold can be isometrically realized as a submanifold of Euclidean space."
Since the beginning of the 2014-2015 school year, several elementary teachers have asked me why so many of today's kids come to school with anxiety issues. That's a good question, one that I think goes to the heart of contemporary American parenting.
(Note: The following is part of a series of articles looking at the history and evolution of agriculture in Georgia and Bulloch County.)
A preaching friend I knew in south Mississippi about a hundred years ago recently wrote about his summer vacations at his "Granddaddy and Mamaw's" house and the "neat" experience of having to get drinking water via the hand pump and dipper at the well. I wrote him and told him I could remember similar experiences at my dad's family farm in Indiana. The biggest differences, I guess, were the lack of a pump on the well. Grandpa used a bucket, rope and pulley to get the water up, though there was a hand pump attached to the kitchen ...
The local, as in Savannah, public radio station is off the air right now as a result of damage from a lightning storm. Without the voices of Steve Inskeep and David Greene and - since it's October and the Supreme Court is in session - Nina Totenberg igniting the pilot light of my brain, I have been left to entertain myself as I perform my morning ablutions. So I sing.