Q: Our oldest son, age eight, has recently started saying that he has no friends, no one likes him, he's no good at anything, and so on. None of this is true, mind you. He's a good kid who does well in school. We are at a loss as to where this is coming from. His younger brothers are bothered by hearing it as well, and we worry about the effect on them. This has been going on for a couple of months now. We've tried talking to him, and we've tried ignoring him. Nothing works ...
In just three weeks, there have been two "mega" retailers announcing the closing of more than 100 stores each around the country. Last week, I reported on Sears, and this past week Belgian supermarket chain Delhaize Group said it will close 113 Food Lion stores as it struggles with tight consumer spending and increased competition. About 4,900 jobs will be lost.
Order. The arrangement or disposition of people or things in relation to each other according to a particular sequence, pattern or method. A state of proper readiness or preparation or arrangement.
"I just lost my best worker! The job position is wide open, but the problem is that many have the credentials, few have the work ethic." Have you heard that before?
Q: Our 17-year-old daughter is an honor student who has been accepted to three colleges. She has not been a risk taker, except with boys. Her most recent boyfriend is a wonderful kid and very smart. Apparently, they both resent our rule that a parent must be home when either of them is visiting at the other one's home, but they've gone along with it, however reluctantly. We just found out that they've been texting about sneaking out in cars to be alone. What should we do?
Georgia's first railroad was organized in 1833 by a group of Savannah businessmen concerned that South Carolina's new railroad would divert most, if not all, of central Georgia's commerce away from the port of Savannah.
During the last week of December, Sears Holding Corporation announced that it would close up to 120 stores. The projected closings represent only about 3 percent of the company's stores in the United States.
I was sitting in the waiting room, office, dog house and spa of Jappy Stringer's gas station waiting for the car to get its annual oil change and bulb replacement feeling warm all over. It was 32 degrees F outside but felt pretty good inside as I was close to the heater and the Stringer's dog, Gracie, a 100-pound German Shepherd, was sitting on my lap. Who says no to a dog the size of a Volkswagen?
The popular and informal "National Motto" of the United States, "In God We Trust," was ordered to be added to all currency in 1955, and first appeared on the 1957 $1 Silver Certificates and then the 1963 Federal Reserve Notes. The American dollar was redesigned once again in 1996, when new $100 and then $20 bills were released to foil counterfeiters. Unfortunately, they soon had copies of the new bills flowing freely.
Psychiatrist Keith Ablow is a member of the Fox News Medical A-Team and the author of the recently-released book Inside the Mind of Casey Anthony (St. Martin's Press).
Every once in awhile, a "pun" opportunity presents itself, and most of the time, I really try not to succumb. However, this time, I can't help myself.
Q: My husband and I have micromanaged, spoiled, and enabled our 21-year-old son all his life. We paid a heavy price during his teen years. At this point, he is arrogant, immature, and irresponsible. For example, he recently went online and posted a vile comment about a former girlfriend. When we confronted him about it, he told us she deserved it. We realize the error of our ways, but our need to protect him from the consequences of his impulsivity and irresponsibility is so strong that we can't seem to break the habit. On the positive side, he holds ...
It was early. The sky was a solid gun-metal gray. The rain smelled like summer rain, light and a little musty. It fell softly and met the concrete lip of the carport like the skirt of a ball gown lowered over satin shoes. A womb outside a womb, the morning pulled me from the warmth and stillness of the house into the cool and stillness of the day.
Tinsel and lights have made their way back to the attic just in time for the dawn of a new year. And this year, 2012, the calendar treats us to an extra day, as February 29th leaps onto the page. Lay aside useless resolutions and instead of making preposterous promises and plans to lose pounds, plan one very important objective for 2012 – make loved ones a priority, orchestrating special times with family and friends. Count stars and pick wildflowers; roast marshmallows and camp on the den floor; bake cookies and read books; dance in puddles and chase butterflies. Celebrate 366 ...
After the Civil War ended, the once-again unified American currency included $1, $2, $5, $10, $20, $50 and $100 bills.
Fireworks and sparkling grape juice, off-key "Auld Lang Syne" tunes, a large falling ball, horns and hugs and kisses ushered in a new year. Do you have dreams and hopes for 2015? Whatever your plans for the new year, make family and loved ones a priority with lots of special time and celebrations to treasure for much longer than 365 days.
Amid allegations, speculations, and opinions whirling around regarding both the journalistic reporting of the alleged University of Virginia rape and the accuracy of the alleged rape itself, it's important to note how this national news story can shape our knowledge about sexual violence.
As the pastor who initiated the presentation of the manger scene I have special interest in the response from the community and would like to add a few insights to the conversation.
If the atheists in Bulloch County know that there is no god, then why do they care when and where I pray? And why are they rankled by a nativity scene in downtown Statesboro? If I choose to enslave my mind, as indicated on their banner on the courthouse lawn, then why does that bother them so much?
(Note: The following is part of a series of articles looking at the history and evolution of agriculture in Georgia and Bulloch County.)
From the road, the wreath on the door and the swags over the windows look just right. From the road, they are even and balanced, the wire-edged ribbons are full and round and the ends flutter just the least little bit in the winter breeze. From the road, the blue on the door and the blue in the ribbons match perfectly and from the road the tiny white lights on the tree fill up the windows at the corner of the house.