The first bank to open in Bulloch County was the Bank of Statesboro, which although chartered in 1891 didn't actually open its doors for business until 1894. The bank's first President was J.L. Coleman, its Vice President was W.C. Parker, and its Head Cashier was S.C. Groover.
Q: My husband won't allow our 17-year-old daughter to date. She is an excellent student, very involved in activities at school and church, and has never given us any major problems. A rather brave boy has tried repeatedly to ask my husband to date our daughter, but my husband won't even give him the time of day, despite the fact that he's a good kid from a good home. We know his family, and it's become embarrassing for all of us, except my husband, that is. He refuses to even discuss it. The whole situation is ...
I don't know how many of you read the Wall Street Journal, but occasionally there are some good articles to be found. Last week's was a hoot! It seems that two men in the Pittsburgh area stole a 30,000-pound steel bridge to sell for scrap. I used this for a class in critical thinking.
When I was in my teenage years, my mother was at the bedside of her father - my wonderful grandfather, "Dad Brown" - just before he died. He was hardly religious - even though he never objected to my attending the local Methodist church - and we never spoke of God, the hereafter or anything remotely resembling religion. My grandmother made up for his lack of beliefs because she always told me bedtime stories. These hardly comforting tales were like, "There was this little boy who was very bad and the devil punished him ... a lot. Good night, sleep tight and don't let ...
The first banks to open in Georgia were the privately owned Planters Bank of the State of Georgia (1810), the state owned Bank of the State of Georgia (1815), and the privately owned Bank of Darien (1818).
A few years ago, "community" was one of the popular words used by speakers and writers, especially among those dealing with Christian themes. It's a good word, denoting the concepts of kinship, harmony and mutual concerns.
Once upon a time, I thought, as did and still do many if not most people in my profession, that behavior modification was going to make the discipline of a child as simple and straightforward as teaching a rat to run a maze.
The fog thins just enough for me to see the sun, a flat white communion wafer floating in a halo of wavy opalescence. The trees and fences and barns beneath it stand unusually straight, as though three dimensions are not enough to spotlight their long lines and sharp angles. My hand on the steering wheel moves left and right, in the easy rhythm of a weaver's shuttle, following the curves of the road toward that flat white sun onto which it was easy to believe that, if I just keep going, I could slide like a base runner stealing ...
The Vaden family is making a statement about its Statesboro Nissan dealership - they are here to stay in a big way. Everything is now in place for construction to begin on a new location for the Statesboro dealership.
On Nov. 14, 1902, a Mr. Preston asked the citizens of Statesboro to subscribe to his plan to build a seed mill in Statesboro, estimating it would take $30,000 to build the plant.
The Jews of Jesus' day celebrated several major feast days - Passover, Pentecost and the Feast of Tabernacles or Booths. Pentecost was the second most important of these celebrations, Passover being the most important. It always came exactly fifty days following the Passover Sabbath, according to Leviticus 23:15-l6, and was always on the first day of the week.
Q: My twin boys will be 3 years old next month. They sleep in the same room. They've recently taken to getting out of their beds (together, although one seems to be the ringleader) every night, over and over, for up to two hours. They make a lot of noise, then they giggle and run when I approach, and feed off each other as they're escaping. I'm not sure what to do. All I know is that what I've been doing isn't working! Help!!!
As Georgia Southern continues to grow, so do the number of pizza restaurants in Statesboro. On that note, look for another pizza player to enter the field this November - New York City Pizzeria.
The sun this morning is a cross-section of pink grapefruit back-lit by a strobe light. It balances on the horizon, pulsing and trembling with the tension of anticipation, as though the day cannot begin quickly enough. As the road curves, it moves back and forth like the bouncing ball on the old Mitch Miller television show and I find myself wishing desperately that I knew the song. I try to identify what I am feeling and I settle on wistfulness.
Full disclosure in four parts: First, I am not a tech-savvy person and never intend to become one. Second, I am convinced that the less technology, the better the life. Third, the technology in my life consists of a laptop, basic cell phone, stereo system, DVD player, flat-screen television, ROKU, and a Digital Video Recorder. Fourth, I do not believe children should have cell phones until they are able to take full responsibility for them, including paying the monthly bill.
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.