On Feb. 4, 1904, the Camden Chronicle and the Wateree Messenger were joined by a third newspaper in Camden, the People, whose editor was J. A. Shrock. In his first issue editor Shrock introduced a serial feature, "Graded School Compositions," which appeared in almost every issue until late May 1904. Shrock explained, "The editor was unfortunate … to secure only a limited education, and feels the keenest interest in assisting others who were more fortunate than himself."
Five months ago, 14-year-old Jamey Rodemeyer sat down in his bedroom and recorded an anti-bullying message on his computer's webcam.
I have decided to endorse Herman Cain to be the Republican Party's candidate for president. No, I am not crazy.
From the mailbag:
Dark clouds have been lifted, giving way to blue (and white and orange and black and garnet) skies -- football season is back. For this, fans of every age and team color are grateful. And with immense pride and bliss, they don the jersey of their beloved team; their team that will go all the way this season. At least that's what we, the fans, want to believe; it's what we hold on to year after year as if "it" was the winning lottery ticket; a victorious season in our clutches. Fans want to believe this is the moment ...
WASHINGTON -- Jobs, jobs, jobs, we keep hearing. But for whom, whom, whom?
It sometimes seems odd that South Carolina voters can play the role of kingmaker in presidential campaigns.
When you want to know, and more importantly, understand, what's going on in town, we are your No. 1 source for local news. When I say "we," I mean local community papers like ours.
Last month's column focused on South Carolina's abysmal, fourth-highest in the nation unemployment rate. I have come across some information in the last couple of weeks that has given me a lot to think about as I look for ways the state can encourage job creation in South Carolina.
Suddenly, Campaign 2012 is looking like deja vu all over again. Remember how President Barack Obama's fast rise to the White House was boosted here and there by remarkably unlucky opponents? The Republican challengers to his reelection seem almost determined to help him to get lucky one more time.
Do AMC's "Mad Men," ABC's "Pan Am," NBC's "The Playboy Club" and BBC America's "The Hour" exploit society's barely suppressed appetite for a more sexist, racist and conservative era? Fear not. The underlying message in these depictions of the bad old days is clear: We should be better than that now, even when we aren't.
Forty-two years ago, Wife Nancy -- she was Girlfriend Nancy back then -- gave me an etching of a little boy standing on a rocky shoreline in Maine.
During the past few years it has become increasingly obvious that baseball is no longer America's past-time. The NFL has taken over that mantle as pro football now garners more money and more eyeballs than any other sport.
WASHINGTON -- I stayed up late last Wednesday night in hopes that the U.S. Supreme Court would call off the execution of Troy Davis. Instead, at 11:08 p.m., he was pronounced dead.
The last time I remember reading about something called "K2," it was probably in a National Geographic article referring to the second-highest mountain on Earth after Mt. Everest. In fact, they are part of the same mountain system, although more than 800 miles apart.
WASHINGTON -- Because so many Republicans want to be president -- or at least pretend they do -- debate organizers have decided to eliminate the least popular from the stage based on how they rank in the latest national polls.
As a very young boy of 9 years old, I first became interested in politics when my father off-handedly encouraged me to watch the Kennedy-Nixon presidential debate in 1960. It changed my life -- literally.
The great comedian Bill Engvall coined the catch phrase, "Here's your sign."
I don't often get the chance, simply due to my work schedule, but every now and then I like to see what our sister paper in Bishopville, the Lee County Observer, has on its front page.
My people, as I have long said, were raised up on hard times in the Appalachian foothills. I don't know that I had a grandparent who ever saw the sum of $500 at one time or even held a $100 bill in hand.
I was browsing through a community newspaper recently -- not this one -- when I came across photos from the senior prom at a particular high school.
Trigger warning: This column will include discussion of ideas which may conflict with your own.
I am a musician, so I am, of course, also a big music fan. As far back as my memory can stretch, way before I ever learned to play an instrument, I loved to listen to music. Mostly it was on the radio, but my parents and older sister had a few record albums, too.
Nothing instills fear in the heart and soul of humans as does a snake. Since the beginning of recorded history, snakes have been a symbol of evil, treachery, poison, etc., and because of this perception, misinformation and folklore, most people hate snakes. Personally I have no problem with snakes; roaches and tarantulas are a different story, but a snake? No worries.
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