Donald Trump stepped out of the helicopter that had his name painted on the side, walked across the tarmac and announced to reporters that he was proud of himself. This would not be news on any day. But on this day, I would not have been surprised to see him start hugging and kissing himself.
From the mailbag:
In my April column, I touched on what it means to some to overcome incredible adversity and how these people make a commitment to survive in tough times; choosing to ride out the storm rather than sink. So recently, being drawn to titles like "Deep Survival," "Long Distance," "Will to Live" and "The Long Walk," I felt it appropriate to continue exploring this thought-provoking subject of survival; why some can endure hardships at an unconceivable intensity only to emerge as the victor standing strong and tall. They are stories of courage, endurance, and the amazing will to persevere. Further, they ...
NEW YORK -- If you really, really dislike Barack Obama, his long-form birth certificate, finally proffered in exasperation, is quite simply a counterfeit.
My cousin recently found out he is going to be a father for the first time.
When I was a kid way back in the previous century, my favorite attraction at the local county fair was a midway amusement that everyone called "dunk the dimwit" -- or words to that effect.
"That man could crawl through a barrel of fish hooks and not get a scratch on him.'' Troy Stevenson, who retained the wisdom of his mountain upbringing, once used that expression concerning a man we were discussing. The late Highway Patrolman Randy Sanders once described an individual as: "One who could be used to open a bottle of wine."
In 2006, Barack Obama, then a member of the U.S. Senate, voted against raising the "debt ceiling" -- the maximum amount of outstanding federal debt the US government can incur by law.
I couldn't stop grinning.
I've heard it a million times -- patience is a virtue.
This started out to be a feel-good story, one of those you read and then say to yourself, "Well I'll be doggone. What about that?"
Surprise, surprise! Faced with the prospect of Medicare cuts, even Tea Party folks find griping about "big government" to be a lot more fun than actually shrinking it.
Most women love to hear that phrase. I, on the other hand cringe inwardly. I really do dislike shopping. I am also the remote control freak at our house too. So, I guess I am not your typical female. Although, I must say, I have never met a "typical" female. I have always found us ladies to be a unique creation. Can I get an a-men here? Oh well, I digress, let's get back to the chore at hand, shopping.
NEW YORK -- It is almost clockwork: As a new presidential cycle winds around, the early primary state of South Carolina provides a defining issue for Americans and candidates to chew over.
Ah, holiday travel!
We spread Steve last week.
WASHINGTON -- We want to move out. We want to own our home. We want to marry. We want to work.
It sure has felt good to have some cooler days lately. After a long, hot summer, it's nice to know the more pleasant breeze of a pre-autumn day. I have heard many people say similar things in the past week or two, and then there's usually also a follow-up comment about how it won't be long until we're complaining about how cold it is or there's snow and ice on the roads. All true.
Hot, hot, hot! We're on the second day of 99 degrees-plus-the-heat-index weather. I'm on my wide front porch on the shady side of the house with a woven Palmetto frond fan in my hand. Back and forth, waving steadily. It helps a little -- fanning my sweat glistened cheeks and neck. The ladies a century ago would have said they were "glowing." They used these fans too -- in fact my older friend bought dozens of them for her daughter's summer wedding at Salem Black River Presbyterian years ago -- before they put in air conditioning. She gave me this ...
Music has the power to influence. It has the power to evoke deep thoughts, which ultimately lead to a flow of emotions and feelings. Driving paired with music seems to increase that flow of emotions. Maybe it is the sometimes calm rhythmic movement that the steady turn of the wheels creates that appeal to the mind and body. I make a 45 to 50 minute drive to and from work five days a week, so I get plenty of time to daydream, think and devise plans of action for any situation that is heavy on my mind. No one is ...
Though the calendar has now been flipped to the month of September and autumn is right around the corner, here in South Carolina it is still very much summer according to the thermometer. Days are getting shorter, but lower temperatures don't usually make it to South Carolina to signal the end of summer until well into October. Birds have begun their annual migrations south, but the heat and humidity that still lingers continues to keep snakes very active. Being exothermic, or cold-blooded as I was taught in elementary school, snakes take environmental warmth and warm themselves to activate processes ...
WASHINGTON -- As a South Carolinian, it befalls me to examine the peculiarities afflicting our former governor and now-congressman Mark Sanford, who, contrary to decorum and taste, continues to demand attention.
Last week, I called for going after ISIL (or ISIS or IS, the Islamic State as it wants to call itself now), in full force. Admittedly, I wasn't very specific about that. Some may have thought I meant "boots on the ground," as opposed to only the air strikes the U.S. has already participated in.
When business called Tink back to Los Angeles, he decided to take the opportunity to have his annual check-up. When it ended, he called home.
Around this time of year I get the hankering to head for the hills -- the North Carolina mountains, actually -- and this year the itch is coming on pretty heavily.
Betrothed women of the world, unite! You have nothing to lose but your husbands' names.
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