Ever hear of a little ol' town called Portal? It's a unique little place. Not a very rich or fancy community, nothing remarkable to look at unless you take into consideration the Carter Turpentine Still or the mural painted on the side of a building commemorating the town's turpentine history.
The Market District in Statesboro just keeps chugging along. The latest entrant - Monkey Joe's Parties and Play - an interactive indoor party center filled with an array of giant air-filled play structures, jumps, slides, obstacle courses, developmental games and "wacky" party rooms.
A computer hard drive is a lot like a junk drawer. Every so often you have to go in because there is always the chance that, back in the corner with the pennies sticky with Kool-Aid, under the 2-year-old church bulletin and in an envelope decorated with Hello Kitty stickers, you may find the key to the safety deposit box or your mother's engagement ring. Don't ask me why; that's just the way it is.
Afternoon thundershowers, early-evening firefly theatrics, and warm, humid mornings....Let summertime begin! Use the warm weather as a reminder to make warm memories with your family that will last long into the winter months.
Where does one go during a short holiday to be unconditionally admired by brilliant, well-mannered and good looking grandchildren? Why, to Sarasota, Florida, of course! There are those little glitches: driving into a truck stop by mistake and having to park between a half dozen 16-wheelers and walking 50 yards to the restaurant. The up-side was that you could get a hot shower and free high-speed hook up. There was the two-hour delay on I-75 due to a nasty accident. Our GPS didn't like our choice of Rt. 301 and kept wanting us to make a U-Turn to get ...
Georgians loved the social life, and very quickly after the founding of the colony began starting clubs and organizations in which they both socialize as well as undertake civic projects to help those less fortunate than they.
The residents of Statesboro and Bulloch County are a relatively conservative lot. We don't necessarily have a problem with "change," it just needs to be well conceived and carried out in a deliberate and thoughtful manner.
Julie and I enjoy watching channel 46 that has all those "fixer upper" shows where an expert craftsman comes in to either upgrade, remodel or completely make over a disaster caused by a very incompetent or shady builder.
In the aftermath of one of our nation's bloodiest battles, President Abraham Lincoln described the ultimate sacrifice of all the soldiers who died at Gettysburg as the "last full measure of devotion" in his famous address.
A decision by Statesboro City Manager Shane Haynes to eliminate the positions of police and fire chief and alter the command structure in each department sent shockwaves throughout the community when it was implemented last week. Haynes' decision was made with the unanimous backing of Mayor Joe Brannen and all five city council members.
Like most things of a destructive nature, it arrived with little notice. Sitting on the front porch reading, I sensed a change in the atmosphere, something advancing from the southwest. The hair on the back of my neck didn't stand up, but it should have.
When I first began writing for the Herald, I promised myself to never get involved with political issues simply because I am not a trained politician, don't want to be and not popular enough to be elected president. With that said, I am going to fall into the abyss of semi-academic rhetoric. That means, I am going to say what's on my mind and in my heart concerning the Supreme Court, colorfully called by the acronym SCOTUS, Supreme Court of the United States.
The minister of Charleston's Congregational Church, Jedidiah Morse, was a renowned gazetteer. In the 1812 edition of his "American Universal Geography," or a "View of the Present State of all the Kingdoms, States, and Colonies in the Known World," Bulloch County makes its first appearance.
One of the most beloved stories from the life of Jesus tells of his calming a terrifying storm on the Sea of Galilee (Matthew 8:23-27; Mark 4:37-41; Luke 8:22-25). As with all his miracles, Jesus' primary purpose, for his apostles as well as us, was to demonstrate his power, proving his deity.
I don't care who you are or who you're playing – 11 wins in a row is pretty darn impressive.
It's time once again for me to clarify my position on spanking. I arrived at this reluctant conclusion because twice in the last week, I've been informed that I believe in it - which is not exactly true.
(Note: The following is part of a series of articles looking at the history and evolution of agriculture in Georgia and Bulloch County.)
Again, recent temperatures belie the season, but it truly is the month of November in south Georgia. Whether warm or crisp, it's the season to be thankful for a bountiful harvest: the love of family and friends and all the memories both have provided throughout the year. Incorporate a spirit of thankfulness in every day with each event, feast or fellowship. Be grateful for the minutiae and the mighty, and enjoy the beauty of November with those you love.
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."