"Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire," said the Irish poet William Butler Yeats.
The next time I am within earshot of an individual who uses the phrase "I have a passion for…" to describe anything other than the first moment he or she met their significant other, I'm very likely to passionately beat them senseless with a five pound bag of oranges.
Sometimes a man, despite his best efforts, doesn't find his destiny. Try as he might, down through the earnest years of his life, he chases it and can even believe he has it, only to awaken one morning and discover he doesn't. That what he has is an illusion, a mirage he tried to turn into reality.
It's hard to believe that the 2014-15 school year is over. The longer I work in this profession, the faster the school years seem to go. June is a month that I try to both reflect on the past year and set my sights on everything that needs to be done during the coming school year. In looking back at the past school year, I can say without any hesitation whatsoever that 2014-15 has been a year of great accomplishments. Here are some of our highlights:
A week ago, this newspaper applauded both the S.C. House and Senate for unanimously passing a bill requiring governing bodies to publish agendas and to require a two-thirds majority vote before amending those agendas during and up to 24 hours before such meetings.
WASHINGTON -- Video imagery doesn't get much worse than a white police officer throwing an African-American girl in a bikini to the ground, kneeling on her back as she cries, and drawing his gun on other teens.
Every year around this same time, early June, a certain thought occurs to me. The timing is simply because this is graduation time at high schools, colleges and universities all through our area and the entire United States.
WASHINGTON -- Barring a terror strike or an Ebola outbreak to distract us, the 2016 presidential election seems headed for a gender identity showdown.
OK, the headline got your attention, so now hopefully you will read the whole column -- and no, it's not technically true. Andy Griffith died in 2012 and he was from North Carolina, not South Carolina.
There are times when folks ask me questions about NASCAR and I find myself at a loss for words -- which is the rarest of occurrences, believe me -- and then there are other times when folks ask me questions about NASCAR, and I can't say enough.
Whoever said "money can't buy happiness" either never had it or just took it way too seriously. With enough money, you can, in fact, buy a lot of happiness, or rather, peace of mind, which is a very clearly marked and well-paved route to happiness.
Carrie called the other day and I grabbed the phone just as I was coming in from the garage. I dropped my purse at the foot of the stairs and sat down on a step to talk. No conversation with Carrie is ever short. Even her voicemails run three to four minutes.
Healthcare is undergoing a fundamental transformation, and nurses are in the midst of many of the changes taking place. Recognizing it is critical to engage nurses throughout the process, KershawHealth has developed our Journey to Nursing Excellence initiative, a three-pronged approach encompassing shared governance, workforce development and staff recognition.
One of my "rules" about journalism is to always write a story with the assumption there is at least one person who has never read about the subject before. If you're writing about an ongoing debate over, say, school taxes, assume there's someone who has no idea what you're talking about.
WASHINGTON -- It wasn't quite "Call me Ishmael," but "Call me Caitlyn" made a whale of a splash.
By mid-June of 2000, I was so fed up and frustrated, I needed counseling.
WASHINGTON -- First-term first ladies are often shadows to their more-important husbands, dabbling in lite fare to avoid criticism and picking safe projects to shield them and their families from the inevitable slings and arrows.
Many extraordinary people offer visionary ideas, especially here. "Wouldn't it be great if we had a river rafting business on the Wateree?" "Wouldn't it be great if we had a downtown boutique hotel?" "Wouldn't it be great if we had a Bluegrass Festival the week of the Colonial Cup?" "Wouldn't it be great if we had a cottage development, or better yet, a new Kershaw County library on the former Mather property?" "And another restaurant or two!" The answer is predictably, "Yes, of course yes! Thank you for your great ideas," followed by necessary questions: "Where ...
CHARLESTON, S.C. -- By all appearances Friday morning, as thousands lined the street waiting (and wilting) for hours in 90-degree heat to enter the funeral arena where President Obama was to deliver a eulogy for state Sen. Clementa Pinckney, racial unity seemed a comfortable fact of life.
Even though it's not an election year, in many ways it's always an election year for some politicians. Given the fact they are "hired" and employed by the voting public, their lives are a nearly constant campaign for re-election. I can understand that. They have cushy jobs they want to keep for many years to come.
When I was a wise-elbowed, wet nosed kid barely out of college, a lot of people used to annoy me with questions about what I wanted to do for a living.
(Kathleen Parker wrote this column in advance of President Barack Obama's appearance in Charleston for State Sen. Clementa Pinckney's funeral.)
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