CAMDEN S.C. -- It isn't often that one gets to hear both the strains of "Dixie" and an African drum concert in the same public square. Nor, usually, are statue unveilings the riveting stuff of storytelling.
WASHINGTON -- The item was too delicious to resist: New York Times columnist Paul Krugman, he of the don't-worry, be-happy approach to the federal deficit, had been forced to declare personal bankruptcy. Except, it wasn't true.
Marvelous things are happening in Camden and Kershaw County. Yes, sometimes, we take two steps forward, one step back, but as every airline pilot knows, if a strong headwind takes us off-course, we get back on track and head for our destination, which in this case is a happy, prosperous City.
A few weeks ago I shared with the community my frustration with the stoplights around town. Since then I have received lots of feedback from locals who share my sentiments as well. However, there is one particular email that has really stuck with me for the past couple of weeks. In this particular email, the sender agreed with my frustrations and feelings regarding being trapped within my vehicle while waiting for a change of color but he also shared something else: "maybe it's just divine intervention for us all to slow down and reflect on how wonderful life is."
WASHINGTON -- Listening to the Supreme Court hear arguments in the same-sex marriage cases was like watching a novice diver inch to the edge of the high board for the first time.
On June 9, 2012 at a Civil War show in Columbia, S.C., I browsed along from one dealer table to the next searching for Civil War relics in my fields of interest. As I examined the items on the table of the Broadfoot Publishing Company, with much excitement and anticipation I opened a folder labeled, "Immortal Six Hundred -- original manuscript." When I realized I was examining a Lieut. William E. Johnson Jr. 1864 manuscript list of the Immortal Six Hundred, goose bumps arose on my arms.
Growing up the way I did, I couldn't help but to learn the fundamental truth that we are all human beings with the fundamental rights to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. I've lived in too many places, and been counted as a minority enough times, not to realize that it's always wrong -- always -- to believe that anyone's claims to those fundamental rights are inferior to anyone else's.
Everybody has their own opinion about the infamous Duggar clan -- I love them. Jim Bob and Michelle Duggar recently revealed that, after a miscarriage in 2011, they are contemplating adoption.
Lost among the daily news hoopla of the Great Recession, the housing comeback, the stock market run and the decline of the euro has been a bit of economic news that most people would probably find surprising:
Whenever somebody says something like, "Now, I know this isn't PC, but...," watch out. It probably means they're about to say something rude.
Recently, I've come to notice that I have difficulty in choosing just one "favorite thing." For example, when asked what my favorite TV show is I could list off about five or six shows that I watch religiously. The same goes for musical artists, books, animals, etc. Basically, I have a hard time choosing just one thing to "love the most." I've come to terms with the fact that I will never be able narrow down a category to just one singular item as being my favorite. But, I have decided that in order to be a productive ...
WASHINGTON -- No matter what Barack Obama does, he cannot escape the shadow of his former political opponent.
NEW YORK -- The recent rape conviction of two teenagers, one of whom also distributed a photo and sent cruel text messages about their victim, has captured the "bystander effect" in graphic and nauseating detail.
I won an award Saturday: first place for Spot News (breaking news in layman's terms) for a story about the recovery of two North Carolina teenage boys' bodies from a creek-fed pond near the Wateree River.
"Make me wanna holler, way they do my life." -- Marvin Gaye, "Inner City Blues"
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.