WASHINGTON -- They lost me at the word "women."
I should really add the following to the headline of today's column: "...or at least they should be."
"You've got mail!" Ah, the words so many of us associate with our first email accounts, our AOL email accounts. Hearing that proverbial voice almost produced an air of excitement in an otherwise monotonous day behind our desks, a welcomed distraction in the daily grind. Of course, a great deal has changed since the late '90s. My son was quick to tell me recently our AOL account was a dinosaur and we should really update as soon as possible. He belongs to what some call "Generation M2," highly tech-savvy children ages 8 to 18, whose lives are immersed in ...
As the Chronicle-Independent's education reporter, April usually brings lots of "graduations" and ceremonies celebrating students' achievements from throughout their high school career. Last year, I determined, and confirmed this year, that if I ever have a child I will be one of those moms who cries at all of my kids events.
Clemson University is looking for a new president, and I'm interested in the job.
He thought his wife was in love with another man, police say, so James L. McFillin of Baltimore decided to blow the other man up.
Earlier this week, NBA player Jason Collins came out to the public as being gay. His announcement made headlines on just about every news website and blog that I scanned over and, of course, Facebook and Twitter were taken over with personal opinions regarding the subject. I support Collins and commend him on his bravery for deciding to "come out of the closet" and to be honest with the public about his sexuality. I'm proud of how far we as a society have come that key professional athletes are able to be open about who they are and are ...
WASHINGTON -- In a reprieve from the horror of the most recent terrorist attack, the nation's attentions turned to the man who declared the war on terrorism, George W. Bush.
More than 50 years ago, I spent many a day fishing with my maternal grandfather on Lake Wateree. He was known to all as Daddy John and the lake was always called The River. Daddy John knew the location of every Bream/Crappy-Bed and Catfish-Hole at The River. Amazingly, he knew all of the fish in the lake by name. He also knew a great big turtle that he affectionately called Big Al.
This is one of those weeks where I don't have any one thing in particular to write about. That is due in part, at least, to the fact that I was sick most of last week with a touch of bronchitis. What fun.
WASHINGTON -- As the manhunt for the Boston bombers reached its climactic conclusion, Americans of all hues and backgrounds heaved a sigh of relief. Thank goodness it wasn't ... fill in the blank:
No one wants to be labeled a bigot. Not in this day or age. Not at this time in American culture, and especially not pertaining to the current battle on gay marriage.
Some media found the possibility that foreign terrorists bombed the Boston Marathon to be too tantalizing an explanation to pass up, even when it snares the wrong suspects.
When do religious affiliation and common sense collide?
After I wrote a column last week detailing my secret dream of becoming a symphony conductor, my friend Waylon Fortenberry of Chesterfield County called me.
WASHINGTON -- When postal worker Doug Hughes -- otherwise known as the gyrocopter dude -- landed his gizmo on the West Lawn of the Capitol, he wasn't worried about being shot down, he says.
In what could be considered an extension of my column from last week, which was about the misuse and abuse of government programs such as "food stamps," EBT cards and welfare, I've been giving the matter a lot of thought on a broader scale.
It is often said South Carolina is a big small town where everyone knows everyone else. And if we don't know someone personally, then it's usually "I know who they are."
WASHINGTON -- Here we go. If you're a woman who might prefer someone other than Hillary Clinton as the next president of the United States, you're a self-loathing, anti-woman traitor.
By now, everyone has weighed in on the various police transgressions all over the country.
Much has been made in the last few years about the disconnect between children and nature. Richard Louv popularized the issue in his best-selling book, Last Child in the Woods. While the trend isn't necessarily intentional, it cannot be ignored either. The awareness we are attached to something more is a key component to our continued existence upon Earth. Fortunately, I think the roots of this respect are already planted in the passions of the most perfect people, our children.
Who would have thought a goofy looking guy with bad teeth from Britain named John Oliver could make us laugh so hard about the insanity of American government excesses, healthcare bureaucracy and even something as seemingly boring as net neutrality?
To be honest, I was more than a mite worried. I was plenty worried. My husband, raised not in the South or in the country, wanted a chainsaw. The one farm accessory which has brought down many a man. From an early age, I was taught respect for that chewing, sawing, respect-for-no-man power tool.
I was extremely pleased earlier this year to be invited with school board Chairman Ron Blackmon to participate in the Kershaw County Council planning retreat. It was a very informative experience for both of us. At the retreat, I was asked to outline what I see as the school district's most critical challenges. I've since been asked by several other groups to do the same presentation, so I thought what I had to say might be of interest.
If you could have any job in the world, what would it be?
WASHINGTON -- Americans, perhaps more than anyone, worship the future and resent the past.
I read with great interest last week news reports about a lawmaker in Missouri proposing tighter restrictions on what food products would be allowed to be purchased using an Electronic Benefits Transfer (EBT) card. The EBT card is the modern-day equivalent of what is commonly called "food stamps," and is a government-provided program for people of lower income to acquire food. EBT cards have a benefit amount credited to them each month and at the store function the same as a debit or credit card.
Springtime in the South comes with a guarantee of two things: great clouds of pollen and azaleas in full bloom. Springtime in the golf world means it's finally time for the Masters. My husband, an avid, albeit average golfer, was glued to the television when the Masters was being played. It was nirvana for him when his spring break fell during Masters Week. He could watch it every minute it was on the air. Of course, he was watching and appreciating the game of golf. I, on the other hand, was gawking at the golf course at Augusta every ...
You think you're alone on the highway. You're sure of it -- not a soul in the rear view, not a glimmer on the horizon. Not even a billboard or bridge abutment.