Technically speaking, the personal computer -- usually referred to as a desktop computer -- was born as a programmable calculator in 1965, the year of my birth. During the 1970s, Hewlett Packard introduced a BASIC computer that could fit on a desk. It included a keyboard, small one-line display and a printer. The Xerox Alto, that (according to Wikipedia) inspired the Apple Macintosh, came along in 1973. IBM had a small CRT display computer two years later.
In an old family bible that my brother owns, there is a story of how our great-great-grandfather escaped from a Union prison. He was a Confederate soldier, captured and sent to a prison in Illinois. He somehow escaped, stole an Indian canoe and floated down the Mississippi River to an area between Arkansas and Mississippi. He got out on the Arkansas side and tried to swim across and nearly drowned. He was finally able to cross the river with the help of some others and walked to Baird, Miss.
Perhaps you remember when Dr. Doom conquered the world.
Many years ago, I adopted the "wait till the next day" philosophy regarding letters I wrote to people which were penned in -- how shall we put this? -- the heat of battle.
On the afternoon of February 15, 2013, the famed Beard Collection began to arrive at the Camden Archives and Museum. On March 5, the last large load arrived around 1 p.m. and the archives was a beehive of activity, with police and firemen carrying collection items in from trucks, cars and vans. As our new curator of collections, Rickie Good, and I checked items in, Mr. Beard told stories and related anecdotes about each one while it was being photographed by the police camera man. This significant collection represents many voices through the years it spans -- from 1514 to ...
I think it's safe to say that I'm on my way to beer snob-dom.
When I was young, I remember arriving home to find Mom's face was awash with concern and intent. She told me there was a fire down in the pinewoods below the neighborhood. We were evacuating. I remember feeling intrigued by it all. The seriousness never set in until some of my closest friends lost their homes to the flames.
WASHINGTON -- The media love optics and no one understands this better than President Obama.
There is something that has been bothering me lately. And no, I'm not referring to the fact that there will never again be a new episode of 30 Rock (RIP Liz Lemon) or the fact that the writers of Downton Abbey (SPOILER ALERT) decided to kill off two of the most likable characters on the show in particularly gruesome fashions. My beef is with something that we are servants to almost every single day of our lives -- stoplights.
This week is Sunshine Week, that week of the year where journalists, especially in the newspaper business emphasize the importance of freedom of information acts (FOIA) and open government. Sunshine Week is a joint effort of the American Society of News Editors (ASNE) and the Reporters Committee for Freedom of the Press (RCFP). It's called Sunshine Week because the observation started in Florida by that state's press association in 2003. Florida is, of course, the Sunshine State.
In January, KershawHealth's accounting firm, Dixon Hughes Goodman LLP, presented its annual audit report to the Board of Trustees. Dixon Hughes Goodman is one of the country's most respected Certified Public Accountant (CPA) firms and the largest based in the South. The audit report was excellent, and the auditors commented specifically on KershawHealth's outstanding accounting department. The CPAs found no areas which were substandard or issues to be addressed in connection with their audit. The report was gratifying because it reiterates that despite current challenges, KershawHealth continues to maintain the highest financial standards.
WASHINGTON -- Excuse me while I roll my eyes over the latest "mommy war."
In an age dominated by political enmity, bile and vitriol -- how's that for a hateful trio? -- the story of the friendship of former presidents George H. W. Bush and Bill Clinton gives us all a measure of hope that we can get past the ill feelings that so dominate our political landscape.
English teachers border on the unstable, especially when it comes to the misuse of grammar! Newspaper copy containing errors causes them to receive telephone calls from acquaintances wanting them to censure the writing. Highway signs can cause physical discomfort for misspellings, apostrophe misuse, or substitution of a comma for a semicolon or vice versa. Some teachers solve their problems by making their tests consist of true-false or choice questions (a/b/c/d). Although many conscientious individuals still teach essay or theme writing, their students, for the most part, just look at the final grade, not reading the notations -- certainly ...
Things I promise not to write about today:
WASHINGTON -- Flexible hours. Being your own boss. The glories and self-bootstrapping pride of entrepreneurship.
In the past two weeks, I have written, respectively, about some of the wonderful things we have here in Kershaw County and how often those things get taken for granted. Two weeks back, my focus was on the artistic and cultural offerings we have, along with recreation facilities and programs for participants of nearly any age and the economic boost that gives us when players and teams from out of town converge on us for sports tournaments, equine events and much more.
WASHINGTON -- When Democrats were looking for evidence of a Republican war on women, they overlooked Exhibit A -- Sarah Palin.
The gliders landed in the Boykin fields and pastures and the German POWs worked in Lugoff and Boykin, while a Lugoff native and a Camden businessman partnered together to raise millions of dollars for the war effort.
"Someone needs to go to jail."
OK, so I'm actually writing this on Friday, but you're reading it Monday, so that's why it's random thoughts for a Monday morning.
It happened the other day. It's funny how things so simple can remind us of things so meaningful, of those sweets that are tucked inside our hearts and unknowingly treasured.
While I was taking a finance class as part of my doctoral program in Virginia in the early 1990s, one of the topics we discussed was a lawsuit that had been filed in South Carolina, now called the Abbeville case, which challenged South Carolina's structure for funding public education. Life takes funny turns. Here I am 21 years later in South Carolina when the case is finally settled.
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