Maybe in Reykjavik people can render an image of snow in cliche-less terms. Maybe in International Falls they can avoid words like pristine in describing the scenes outside their living room windows. Maybe in Kiev, where my Kate has been for five months, one can be so accustomed to it that it hardly merits mentioning.
According to the man on the radio several years ago, owners of world-famous Starbuck's Coffee decided to implement an interesting and innovative policy. In simple terms, they would pay an additional ten cents per pound for their coffee if their suppliers could show they were paying their employees at least minimum wage, and treating them well otherwise. I never heard whether this proposal motivated Starbuck's third world coffee bean suppliers to upgrade the treatment of their workers. But the proposal does raise an interesting question concerning the will of God.
In 1767, Englishman Dr. Joseph Priestley developed the process by which one could flavor water beverages. His first flavors included sarsaparilla, birch bark, dandelion and several fruit-flavored drinks. Although Swedish chemist Torben Bergman developed the process to carbonate water, it wasn't until 1832 that American John Waters developed a machine capable of producing large quantities of carbonated soda water.
It was a goodly number of years ago when I was honored to be named as a commissioner to the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church, which was held at Milwaukee, Wis. It might have been the second day of meetings and I just happened to be standing by the free coffee and donut table when a stranger came up to me and asked, "Bressler, is that you in there?" I don't get those kinds of questions too often, so I stared at his name tag and read his name, Don Munzmay. Don and I just happened to have ...
Do we really need to know every move Tiger Woods makes? Do we really care, and those of us who do - do we need to get a life?
I like surprises. The Statesboro Lady Blue Devils, the Bulloch Academy Gators and the Claxton Tigers have each had a whale of a season, so when they each went out and got a region championship, it was some good icing on their collective cake.
I think our local organizations do a wonderful job of recognizing those individuals who give of their time and resources to make Statesboro and Bulloch County a better place to live.
I keep at least four books open on my desk and try to read from each of them at least once a day. Sometimes I will just skim, occasionally look up a point in question and now and then touch them to make sure they're still where I left them. Today, I have picked up the seventh edition of "Western Civilization" and a brief section about Medieval Society, sub section Noblewomen, to check out some stuff I want to share with my classes. You pick your stuff and I will pick mine. Okay? Okay.
Until 1803 Georgia distributed land based on the "headright" system. Each head of family had the "right" to 200 acres of land for himself and 50 acres of land for each member of his family, up to 1,000 acres. After the Revolutionary War a number of governors signed land grants of significantly greater amounts than the law allowed.
This has really been a wet winter. Since Dec. 1, our area has had an estimated 26 inches of rain. Creeks, ponds, streams, and rivers are filled and in many cases overflowing.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
It was November 27, 1922, when archaeologist Howard Carter changed history. For some 15 years, he had been searching for the illusive remains of the legendary boy king Tutankhamen. He was running out of money and time because his benefactors, expecting to make both fortune and fame, had little to show for his efforts except some rather common and hardly valuable artifacts.
Sometime around Thanksgiving I heard a radio broadcaster announce that the meteorologists for the state were predicting a colder and wetter winter than usual. I say give those boys and girls a gold star. Winter won't be officially over for another six weeks or so, but their prophesies have been fulfilled.
The Hodges are a family of great antiquity. Variations in spelling occurred in their names over time, including Hoegges (pronounced ho-edges), Hogge, Hoge, Haig, Haigh, Hage, Hogue, Hodges, Hodge, Hodgis, Hodgins and even Hodgson. The family immigrated to Holland to escape persecution for their religious beliefs, and changed the spelling of their name to 'Hague.'
The first white man to meet Georgia's native peoples was Dr. Henry Woodward, a surgeon and world traveler, who had joined the English colonists sailing to the area which would become the Carolina colonies. In 1670, Woodward journeyed far inland to the Indian village of Cofitachequi located between the lands of the Creeks and the Cherokees.
It must have been around 40 years ago when this incident happened. Julie told me that I could write about what had happened because her mom would have had a good laugh abut it.
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.