Combine juice from the May haw berry, from crabapples, along with some sugar and you have makings of the finest jelly ever to grace a biscuit or piece of toast. End of subject, you muse, but the paper's fresh, and you have a sweet tooth after downing a real Southern breakfast. "Hon, we got any haw jelly?" Now, unless you live in a kind of narrow swath of geography between Wedgefield and Camden, bordered south by the Wateree River swamp and north a tad on the Yankee side of old and new Highway 521, your answer is going to ...
WASHINGTON -- Two of the top news stories this past week have revolved around reproductive rights, though both raise far more troubling issues than a woman's right to contraception or abortion.
Saul Alinsky is a name most people don't know, so why does Newt Gingrich drop his name at every opportunity without explaining who he is? Because it is not what the Republican presidential candidate says that counts; it is what his audiences feel when he says it.
WASHINGTON -- When a friend was writing a novel, he was concerned that his protagonist was too perfect.
Everyone knows what a red octagon with four white words in the middle held atop a pole stuck in the ground means. Stop, of course.
I gave up television several years ago when I bid farewell to Jack Bauer and the final season of "24." Not sure why I was drawn to the series about a fictional counter terrorist unit and its main protagonist, Jack Bauer; perhaps it was the excitement of watching the unit diffuse major terrorist attacks in merely one hour of real time in one very bad day. Other than sports, worthwhile news and the occasional "Office" episode, I've chosen to put the box on the back burner.
Jim Rex won the statewide election for superintendent of education in 2006 by 455 votes.
A digital jukebox?
Two years after a 7.0 earthquake struck Haiti, killing hundreds of thousands, more than a half-million Haitians are still sleeping under tarps, often in camps without enough water or toilets. As another hurricane season approaches, many people are asking, what happened to the generous donations that Americans gave? Congress should make it easier to find out.
WASHINGTON -- When it comes to Newt Gingrich's post-speaker activities on the Hill, it all depends on what your definition of "lobbying" is.
Several recent incidents in the Palmetto State have underscored the dangers facing the men and women of law enforcement:
No other name besides Jimmie Johnson or Tony Stewart has appeared on the NASCAR Sprint Cup series championship trophy in the past seven years. With the sport's top circuit set to kick off Feb. 26 with the Daytona 500, virtually every driver will be aiming to make sure that streak comes to an end.
This past Thursday, Time Magazine's Jeffrey Kluger wrote a lovely homage to Opportunity, the little Mars rover that could.
Several mishaps at railroad crossings or elsewhere in eastern Kershaw County occurred during my youth. The derailment at Cassatt occurred in 1947 while I was away from the community serving Uncle Sam in Italy.
What do you do when you're a presidential candidate like Newt Gingrich who lugs so much baggage that your baggage has baggage? That's easy. You reach up your sleeve and.... Oh, yes. You play the umbrage card. You fume and fuss with outrage over the question and hope no one demands an answer.
I was browsing through a community newspaper recently -- not this one -- when I came across photos from the senior prom at a particular high school.
Trigger warning: This column will include discussion of ideas which may conflict with your own.
I am a musician, so I am, of course, also a big music fan. As far back as my memory can stretch, way before I ever learned to play an instrument, I loved to listen to music. Mostly it was on the radio, but my parents and older sister had a few record albums, too.
Nothing instills fear in the heart and soul of humans as does a snake. Since the beginning of recorded history, snakes have been a symbol of evil, treachery, poison, etc., and because of this perception, misinformation and folklore, most people hate snakes. Personally I have no problem with snakes; roaches and tarantulas are a different story, but a snake? No worries.
WASHINGTON -- You know we're off to the races when the first slip of the tongue by the presumed Republican presidential front-runner consumes the news for days and launches the primary race in earnest.
I have a picture -- probably my favorite of my parents -- which sits on my desk in my office at home. It was taken circa 1960, give or take a year or two, on the evening of the West Point Founder's Day ball.
More than 60 percent of us who live in South Carolina today were born here. As native South Carolinians, we grew up imbibing the history, heritage and myths of the South. And there is no stronger myth of the South than the myth of the Lost Cause, as beautifully and brilliantly portrayed by the 1939 romantic historical film epic, Gone With the Wind.
Last week, I revealed my birthday wish come true of traveling to New Orleans next month -- my No. 1 choice of cities to visit I've never been in before.
It was over Sunday dinner when my sister told me what I did not know. A childhood friend, the red-headed, freckle-faced girl with laughing eyes and the brightest sense of humor possible, was sitting vigil with her husband as death crept close.
One of the groups I meet with on a regular basis is Student Cabinet, which is made up of students from each of our three high schools. It's always interesting and informative for me to hear the insights, opinions and perspectives from this very formidable group of young people. They don't hold back on what they think, which is a good thing.
It is a rare occurrence, but occasionally in the world of professional sports an individual comes along who becomes the standard bearer for his particular field of competition.
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