Back when I was working on my master's degree, a professor in an administration class I was taking told us that if we didn't observe and understand what was going on around us politically, we wouldn't be effective administrators. I remember wondering what politics had to do with working with students, but I was young and naïve back then. What I have learned since then is that professor was 100 percent right.
James Foley. Steven Sotloff.
As an unusually mild, rainy summer was melting away or rather frosting its way into autumn, I took to noticing signs that our mountain people have always used to judge the forthcoming severity of winter.
Three school board members in the Lowcountry took a courageous step recently when they refused to attend an executive session they felt was illegal.
In general, these columns are devoted to broad topics like the changing environment of healthcare or our recent Core Measures success and what that means to patient quality and safety. These are matters that can apply to hospitals in virtually any community, and are certainly excellent choices for discussion. However, this time, I'd like to address something anyone who has visited the Medical Center in Camden recently is certain to have noticed -- the renovations taking place, particularly in the emergency room entrance and the main lobby. They're bringing big changes to the hospital, inside and out.
Walk by the First Baptist Church in Camden and you'll notice a sign marking the birthplace of Bernard Baruch, who went on to earn millions on Wall Street and become an advisor to presidents.
WASHINGTON -- The word of the day is herky-jerky, which is a polite way of saying erratic.
"There's no place for the kids to hang out!" How many times have I listened to that plaintive cry? Some parents want the skating rink returned. Others want an indoor swimming pool. A third set of parents insists to the contrary, "My kids come home to do homework; don't yours?" The good news: according to Joe Eason, director of the Kershaw County Recreation Department, we have more activities for kids than just about any other county in South Carolina. Sometimes, with all due respect, one just needs to look around.
I really like entertainment, in most of its forms. I enjoy a variety of music. The style depends on the setting and circumstances and what else is going on at the time. I like television shows and I like movies. Most movies I watch any more are on TV, either on a network or satellite channel or on a DVD. The hassles and aggravations of going out to a movie theater are just usually not worth it for me.
The end of summer is approaching quickly, which means that fall will soon begin.
I can see him just out of the corner of my eye. Felt him first, even as he scampered mindlessly across the back of my hand. He's waving at me now, obviously a gesture of defiance and derision. He knows he's already won.
A while back, a messy problem loomed ahead. I don't like confrontation. If that makes me less than a person then consider me to be itty bitty. Life, I figure, is too short for squabbling. My motto is "whenever possible, step out of the way."
Recently an inquiry came to the South Caroliniana Library from the Adirondack Museum in Saranac Lake, N. Y., concerning an Edward T. Start (1867-1952) photograph in their collection. Along with the inquiry came a copy of the photograph and Start's obituary from the February 5, 1952, Adirondack Daily.
I love my job. As harried as I can be sometimes, I really do love it. I think long-time readers of this column know that by now -- that I love to write stories about Kershaw County, especially in Camden, which has been my primary beat (along with healthcare) for 14 years. You know that I'm passionate about the S.C. Freedom of Information Act and that I truly believe it doesn't just benefit journalists like myself, but individual citizens like you.
Let's talk about grumpy people. Fie on them.
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.
Years ago, Holiday Inn had a slogan: "The best surprise is no surprise at all."
You've heard of grade inflation? Welcome to the world of degree inflation.
"No day shall erase you from the memory of time." - Virgil
It's been said, with some degree of accuracy, the newspaper business is dying. At the Chronicle-Independent we're inclined to disagree with that, at least when it comes to this paper, and I'll tell you why. Let me assure you, it's not because it's where we work and where our paychecks come from, although we do honestly appreciate it. It's because we simply are the only source our readers have for the news that really matters to them on a local, personal level.
Customers can be so demanding.
As I write these words, I'm sitting on a rustic dock overlooking a beautiful, placid pond on a coastal South Carolina island. I'm surrounded by nothing but God's creations and natural beauty.
Saturday, I watched a film adaptation of the short story, "Children on Their Birthdays" by Truman Capote, which is one of my favorite short stories. The film is pretty similar to the book with little to no alterations.
Betrothed women of the world, unite! You have nothing to lose but your husbands' names.
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