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.
As a surgical oncologist focused on treating breast cancer, I see daily how devastating a breast cancer diagnosis can be. But I also see daily how new and often cutting-edge treatments give women the hope and courage they need to help manage or overcome the physical, mental and emotional challenges of breast cancer, and in many cases, beat the disease altogether.
A first-grade teacher asks what she can do about a girl in her class who is completely undisciplined. After nearly two months of this teacher's best efforts, the child's behavior is no better. She is defiant and aggressive toward other kids, and often gets out of her seat and crawls around on the floor. Several years ago she taught the girl's older sister, who also had numerous discipline issues. The home is chaotic, so the teacher doubts she can expect much - if any - help from the parents.
On my ride to work on the first day of October, I turned on the defrost in my car for the first time this year. When I got to work, I turned off my air conditioning, relishing in the cool, rainy temperatures outside. This season, I've already enjoyed a few weekend brunches on my screened-in back porch, easy like a Sunday morning. I'm always sad to see summer go, but the food of fall and the excitement of the holidays quickly propel me forward.
Our nation needs to get its fiscal house in order, and to do so citizens must fully demand leaders who are willing to put partisan differences aside and come together to present the American people with honest solutions and consensus proposals that put the national interest ahead of special interests. That is why we were so disheartened to learn that John Barrow is being criticized for his support of a budget based on the plan recommended in 2010 by a bipartisan majority of the National Commission on Fiscal Responsibility and Reform which we co-chaired (Simpson-Bowles Commission).
Tens of thousands of Georgians live with lifelong disabilities caused by brain and spinal cord injury. As medical technology, safety and trauma care have improved more people survive traumatic injury, but many then face a lifetime of physical, behavioral and cognitive impairments requiring ongoing support services. On any given day in communities all across Georgia, survivors of brain and spinal cord injury and their caregivers gather together in support groups to share the struggles they face living with these lifelong impairments. Astoundingly, there are over 75,800 newly injured Georgians each year, and close to 50 percent of those injuries ...
I love reading college textbooks. Well, that is an exaggeration, as math has few stories about killin' and drinkin' and pillagin', which are very good subjects for an active mind like mine. Anyway, I always ask my teaching friends if they happen to have some old used books that could be tossed my way. The fact is that most old textbooks are quite accurate. However, they do lack colorful pictures to break up the monotony of long and sometimes boring paragraphs. I have always wondered why many of my students ask if they could take my picture to have for ...
(Note: The following is part of a series of articles looking at the history and evolution of agriculture in Georgia and Bulloch County.)
Q: My 7-year-old son does well in school and sports and has a good number of friends. However, he often allows himself to be intimidated by other boys. He is a rule-follower and is more worried about getting in trouble than defending himself. I worry that other boys will see him as easy to pick on. Occasionally, he complains about how other boys treat him. What words can I use with him to explain how to be confident in himself and his athletic abilities, and not allow himself to be intimidated by other boys?
Eclipses are slow. Which means there is plenty of time to notice the dew on my feet and the armadillo hole I may or may not be standing in, to hear a strange choral performance by the frogs in the branch that sounds like a rustling of the feathers of a giant flock of geese, to get just a little impatient and start staring at the stars instead, making up my own constellations.
I've spoken at several conferences in the last year or so where presenters were opining on the subject of the teenage brain. Their thesis was that features of the so-called "teenage brain" are largely responsible for the self-centered, irrational, moody, rebellious behavior now associated with adolescence.
The weather in the 'Boro seems bent on keeping us guessing. Is it a raincoat day? Sweater day? Or shorts-and-sunglasses day? But the gentle tease of recent cool weather lets us know fall truly is coming, eventually, maybe in December. Enjoy all that fall offers, regardless of the thermometer, and make this an incredibly awesome autumn with your family. Celebrate the usual - fair week, Columbus Day, football games, church fall festivals and trick-or-treat night - and add a few of the zany but real holidays below to the family calendar for October.
It's been more than a week since the Statesboro City Council voted unanimously to accept a settlement agreement that closed Rudy Rudy's for good and required owner Johnathan Starkey to never again apply for a liquor license in the city.
(Note: The following is the first of a series of articles looking at the history and evolution of agriculture in Georgia and Bulloch County.)
Sixteen years ago, the house looked like a woman without makeup, a Christmas tree without ornaments, a painting without a frame - lovely, but plain. So I planted.