Sometimes you run across a program so impressive that it just leaves you shaking your head in admiration. So it is with Road Scholar.
WASHINGTON -- This was a bittersweet Independence Day for me.
I stood on the edge of a swimming pool over the Fourth of July weekend and wavered between whether I should jump in or take the steps. I'd tested the waters with a foot dip and I knew they were cold. I spent the holiday in South Point, Ohio, which had just had some unseasonably cold nights. Though the sun was high in the summer sky, the water had not been warmed.
The Atlanta Journal Constitution, also known as the AJC, has always had a very special role in the South and for me personally. And, on a recent trip to Atlanta, several AJC stories, all published on the same day, provided a wakeup call about the challenges we in South Carolina face relative to other states in the South.
University of South Carolina history professor Yates Snowden used the phrase for the title of this column in a letter of his in 1922 when he was describing his dear friend, Shirley Carter Hughson. Who was Hughson, why describe him in this manner, and what connections did he have with Kershaw County?
The title of this week's column is the oft-asked question I've received since my surgery back on June 13. The polite thing to answer, of course, is "Oh, I'm fine."
Mama used to fry biscuits. If you knew Mama, that doesn't surprise you because she fried every food possible. In the course of her life, I knew her to fry green beans, corn, grits and cornmeal mush.
WASHINGTON -- How did the Supreme Court manage to agree unanimously that police must obtain a warrant before searching cellphones, yet split on whether employers must offer contraception as part of their health care plans?
Sometimes, the most challenging thing about writing this weekly column is coming up with a topic, but that's not at all the case this week. My columns run on Friday and even if July 4 wasn't on Friday this year I would still have written my column about the holiday.
My point of view with this monthly column is to identify and celebrate positive energies in the community, the building blocks of a vibrant city and county. In that context, the June 24 runoff victory of retired Gen. Julian Burns as the Republican candidate for chairman of the Kershaw County Council offers a worthy challenge to his Democratic opponent, former County Councilman Bobby Gary. In the meantime, we remain grateful to present and continuing Chairman Gene Wise. Mr. Wise has brought new energy and innovation to KershawHealth and to the expanding Central Carolina Technical College; both developments offer possible game ...
Just the other day, I was out by the Atlantic Brewery when a friend reminded me of a memorial service we'd attended there a few years earlier.
WASHINGTON -- Dear Secretary Clinton,
I was very impressed with Proctor & Gamble's recent #LikeaGirl commercial. First, let me make it clear that I think putting a # in front of a word or phrase is the stupidest, most mindless and useless trend, probably of all time. Moving on, I am such a fan of this commercial and the campaign itself.
As with so many things about South Carolina, when it comes to trying to assess the "civic heath" of our state, there are no easy answers. The answers are that we are both healthy and weak, consistent and conflicted, simple and complex.
Two years ago, I applauded a S.C. Court of Appeals ruling that Saluda County Council violated the S.C. Freedom of Information Act (FOIA) in 2008 by adding to an already published agenda for one of its regular meetings. I did so because I, as I believe my fellow journalists do, that a) publishing an agenda provides proper notice to citizens of what a public body intends to consider at its regular meetings, and b) that adding items to an established agenda during a meeting is unfair to those citizens not in attendance who didn't know about something ...
Their histories, accurate and complete, are lost to time and buried with them and those who knew them. I wish I knew more for their stories would read like a page-turning novel.
OK, OK, yes I'm talking Star Trek again, but hang on, this is really more about newspapers than Star Trek. All right, maybe 50-50.
In 1964, the World's Fair was in New York City. I was 6 years old and went with my parents and older sister to the fair. New York City seemed like a different world to a little boy from Dexter, Mo., but it was all good. We rode on subway trains, we had cheeseburgers in a diner where the staff had funny accents and rode the Staten Island Ferry and saw the Statue of Liberty. I saw a billboard that had the Marlboro man blowing smoke out of his mouth. We were living it up.
In the quest to answer the many questions I receive about trees, see below for part three in the continuing series.
If you have a serious case of wanderlust -- an insatiable desire to see new places and experience unique customs -- then you'll probably envy Alisa Johnson of Seattle, Wash.
Is it hypocritical for a really, really rich person to object to rising inequality?
In their denouncements of the Supreme Court's Hobby Lobby ruling, Hillary Clinton and other Democrats have been accused of pandering to single women -- the so-called "Beyoncé voter" demographic, as one Fox News commentator sniggered.
First things first: every nation must secure and control its borders. This is not political rhetoric or an ideological judgment but a simple geo-political fact.
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