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.
If there is one thing that I have learned since I became Business Tuesday editor six years ago is that movement of executives from one bank to another is pretty common place. For the most part, these moves don't really surprise me, but I have to admit this latest one did somewhat.
"John, I lost my memory this morning and I am terrified!" I remember sitting across from a friend, a member of my congregation, and for the first time in my life, found myself speechless.
In the early 1800's, visitors from the European continent were often aghast at the rough and tumble manner of Georgians. Charles William Janson wrote in his 1807 book "A Stranger in America," of his experiences traveling around coastal Georgia.
This past week, Ogeechee Technical College president Dr. Dawn Cartee announced an articulation agreement between Ogeechee Tech and the University of South Carolina at Beaufort.
I planted hostas last spring. They were, according to the little plastic-coasted stakes in the pots, well-suited to the shaded spot right outside the back door at Sandhill. I planted four, realized that I had greatly underestimated the number needed and planted eight more. They were green, so very green, and about half of them were a variety that had a thin yellow trim along the leaves.
I brought in the mail expecting only the best of news: a long lost relative has just left me a gazillion dollars, Antiques Roadshow wants to buy my collection of CDs, here's my self-help book, "Playing the Banjo for Fun and Profit," and a request to be a guest of Oprah so I can explain to the world my new book, "Success is Just an Eight-Letter Word."
A flock of blackbirds covers the field. Two hundred, maybe. Silent and still before rising, as though at the lift of some unseen maestro's baton, into the air in one loud flap like a bleached sheet on a clothesline. I watch and listen and shiver. Blackbirds. Sign of cold weather.
Michael Kaas is a young man who recently posted a petition on Change.org in protest of local police enforcing laws regarding underage drinking. He complains that arresting Georgia Southern students is ruining their lives.