Brian Mayes arrived in Camden 16 years ago as a rising gospel singer ill from on-the-road food poisoning. In his recuperation he understood, almost as a calling, that he was brought here, he says, "to help the children." With that, he abandoned his career, and for years developed youth programs, with or without funding. He famously manages the fall Step Show, typically packed to the rafters in the Camden High School gym. Now, after his years of improvisational outreach he's the director of the new Boys & Girls Teen Club in the old Jackson High School across from Camden High ...
This election year is certainly shaping up to be an interesting one in Kershaw County, including, and in some cases especially, next week in the primary. Several races will be determined on Tuesday, as all the candidates for those particular offices represent the same political party. Whoever wins Tuesday will have no competition in the November general election, so they'll already know what they'll be doing the next few years. Well, let's hope they'll know what they're doing.
A regular reader of these weekly columns recent noted that it seems like many of my columns are based on a review of a national study that looks at conditions in each of the 50 states about such things as health, education, job creation, etc. She is right, and there is a reason for this.
It's not always easy to come up with something to write about for my weekly column. I have a few rules in place. First, it must be something I've genuinely interested in. For me to create something interesting for others, I have to be interested in it myself. I'm a terrible faker, so feigning interest is something you will never see me do.
WASHINGTON -- To hear tell, the mean ol' GOP is waging war on Michelle Obama and, brace yourself, America's children.
Not long ago, I wrote about my sons and I taking our "Cahn All-Boys 2014 Spring Break" trip to see my father outside Washington, D.C. In that column, I talked about visiting College Park Aviation Museum in College Park, Md., and how I was inspired to think about getting a similar museum built -- someday -- here in Camden at Woodward Field.
Somewhere along the line, it seems, people have stopped talking about the American Dream. I can't recall the last time I heard anyone, in person or through the media, remind folks that we live in the greatest country on Earth and that here in this land of profound freedom, opportunities abound and no one, regardless of race or level of economic upbringing, is held back from grand and lofty aspirations.
In the 1960s Roland Goodale did a taped interview in which he described living in Camden beginning about 1910. A copy of the transcript of his Interview was in the Carrison Collection recently given to the South Caroliniiana Library by Mary Alden Carrison. This collection is presently being catalogued by Dr. Allen Stokes and will soon be available to researchers.
President Obama wants the government to start rating colleges and universities, and one administration official said it would be no more difficult than evaluating kitchen appliances.
BEIJING -- The young man approached with an air of furtive urgency, covering his mouth with his hand. "Please can you tell me," he asked, "what happened in 1989?"
There's a movie I really love called Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. It's about a fictional procedure that erases people's painful memories in an effort to help them move forward in their lives after experiencing a trauma. The film is very artistic and lovely, focusing on a couple who breaks up and both have their memories of each other erased, only to eventually find their way back to each other in the end.
WASHINGTON -- Former President George W. Bush once said, rather proudly, that he didn't read newspapers.
I learned early that being female was not a blessing. My father, a farmer who wanted all boys, had nine girls and only two boys. His first wife had nine children before she died, five little girls in graves. Few children grew to adulthood in those days. When my mother and father married and had two more children, I remember hearing my mother often tell my brother how proud my father had been to have another son, never mentioning pride in relationship to his final girl.
I didn't like the military very much while I was growing up. I could chalk that up to being a pre-teen and early teenager during the Vietnam years when -- quite unfortunately -- this country didn't treat its vets very well. I think I also didn't deal well with authority figures since I grew up kind of scrawny and was bullied a bit as a kid.
After six years of peeling back layers of our corrupt state government, nothing should surprise us. And yet Judge Manning's ruling was still a shock -- it didn't seem possible for a judge to shut down a grand jury investigation into alleged corruption by the Speaker of the House and argue that Harrell's staff and colleagues on the House Ethics Committee must first decide if he has committed a crime.
I completed my bachelor's degree the first week of August, so I was thrilled to snag a job at the Chronicle-Independent a little more than a week later.
Tax inversions. Double Irish with a Dutch sandwich. Spinning off tangible assets into real estate investment trusts. Son-of-BOSS shelters.
It has become somewhat of an art for me, that of studying Southern culture and deciphering what makes us different from others as well as downright peculiar among ourselves.
Our family has spent many a pleasant summer day with several families from the Dillon area and the experience is always enjoyable and the manner in which they address their friends, neighbors and kinfolk is like taking a step back in the "Old South." Everyone seems to have a prefix or you are a tourist just stopping by.
There is no longer any doubt that America still has a long way to go before it can say that it has grown beyond the prejudices and fear and tragic cycle of action and reaction when it comes to relations between blacks and whites.
The laboratories of democracy are blowing up.
I have admitted in this column many times that I have become a "grumpy old man." Well, folks, here I go again. I often blame technology and the instant sharing of news and opinions on many of society's ills, and that's what I'm doing again today.
I have many colleagues who are of the turf persuasion and we have come to an understanding to agree to disagree. I think grass is a weed, they think a tree is a weed -- in nature the two aren't meant to meet. This is why only grass grows on the Great Plains and only trees grow in the forest. But since we aren't on the Plains or in the forest, we try and get plants to co-exist in arranged landscape designs we like to see.
Last week we spent a few minutes talking about being the best in the world in a particular field.
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