When a woman recently asked that I write a column about deadbeat dads, my first reaction was that I had no experience with the topic. My father was an excellent provider, loving parent, and great teacher.
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.
Where there's watermelon, there's usually a good time. They instantly take a beach trip or picnic to the next level. Georgia may be the Peach State, but we're also among the leading five states in the U.S. that consistently produce watermelons.
"Yes, I am the vine; you are the branches. Those who remain in me, and I in them, will produce much fruit. For apart from me you can do nothing … But if you remain in me and my words remain in you, you may ask for anything you want, and it will be granted! When you produce much fruit, you are my true disciples. This brings great glory to my Father." (John 15:5-8)
(Note: The following is the second of two columns from Bulloch County resident Ruth Green outlining her concerns with some county government issues. The first column ran in Wednesday's Statesboro Herald.)
(Note: The following is the first of two columns from Bulloch County resident Ruth Green outlining her concerns with some county government issues. The next column will run in Sunday's Statesboro Herald.)
I was listening to good old 91.1, the public radio station, and heard about something I found hard to believe. Hold that thought for just a minute. Trying to find a decent show on television can be a heartbreaker at times. There are so many of those so-called reality shows on these days and I have a very difficult time wondering why anyone would watch them.
I absolutely love it when people begin to realize that the problems they're having with a child are of their own making; when they begin to realize, in other words, that the child is not the problem - they are! All this time (however long that might be), they've been trying to correct the wrong person - the child - getting nowhere and becoming nothing but frustrated in the process. Instead, they need to correct themselves, and it goes without saying that correcting one's self is much, much easier than trying to correct someone else.
(Note: The following is part of a series of articles looking at the growth of roads and transportation in Georgia and Bulloch County beginning in 1807.)
In the minds of students and teachers, summer is over. But sweltering temperatures and the calendar beg to differ. Postpone the culmination of the season with additional summertime fun and memories. Enjoy every minute of leftover summer days with celebrations, including, but not limited to, the following August holidays.
They are hungry and frightened, but the fear of the unknown isn't nearly as bad as the fear of the known.
It's that time of the year when the school system, from elementary to university level, start the prayers, organize the planning, order the books and stand back for the onrush of hopefully eager and determined students who will learn everything possible in preparation for the day of days! That day of days is when students get a full-time job, move out of the house and begin sending a portion of their vast earnings to good old mom and dad who will spend the rest of their days in frivolity and relaxation.
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.