(This is the third part of a three part series on a visit to Charlie Tinker's grave.)
It all started when I posted a link to an opinion piece on the Poynter Institute's website titled "Why is local news innovation struggling financially while national thrives?" Here's the comment I made when I posted the link on my Facebook page:
Few people know or would believe that I have often been a rider. Although living in Camden, the home of the Carolina Cup, and touring England, the site of Epsom Downs, I never rode or attended there. How, then, could I be writing about riding? My mother, a widow at 40 with two young children, left us to our own devices as long as she could check on us out the window. If we were actively playing, she did not intervene. Without a television, money or radio, we had to use our own imaginations for activities. Climbing trees and riding ...
In May 1791, President George Washington traveled from Columbia to Camden on his Southern Tour (Please note, the trip took 10 hours) and famously remarked:
WASHINGTON -- We have officially reached the take-a-step-back moment in the unfolding -- or unraveling -- of the Chris Christie alleged bridge/political retribution/Sandy funds political scandal.
In our youthful years we all had heroes of one kind or another. I sure did. Some are athletes. In my day that included Bart Starr, Roger Staubach and Tony Dorsett. Some are musicians. In my day they were The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, KISS and earlier, yes, I'll admit it -- The Partridge Family.
It's been more than 25 years since it occurred, so finally I can tell you a secret:
WASHINGTON -- President Obama's imaginary son is back in town and this time he can't play football.
Singles Awareness Day (SAD) is coming up in about two weeks and for those of us who currently recognize this day … because we're single … preparatory tactics are now underway. Yes, Feb. 14 is right around the corner. Don't believe me? Visit any drug store and tell me if you aren't bombarded with pink, glittery, sparkly, heart-shaped, Teddy-beared, floral explosions of commercially motivated depictions of love.
For almost 25 years, we have worked together on a variety of issues to promote unity over division, build a common agenda for the advancement of public education, and create economic opportunities for all South Carolinians.
If none of this makes sense, my apologies -- I'm writing this in a Type A Flu-induced fugue. Also, please know that I did not watch, read or listen to the president's State of the Union speech the other night. Yes, I voted for Mr. Obama, twice, but I realized something as I began seeing dribs and drabs about the speech online: while the specifics may be different from year to year, we've heard most of what is contained in such speeches, decade after decade, regardless of who's in the Oval Office.
"Some day," Daddy used to say often as I was growing up, "I'm going to the Holy Land. I want to walk where Jesus walked."
Locally Unknown Copy of Ordinance of Secession
A few years ago I used this Friday space to talk to you about Merle Haggard, one of the two country music stars I had ever wanted to see in concert.
President Obama is correct in wanting to make higher education more affordable and accessible, but Americans would also be correct in wondering just what they're paying for.
Everyone who's sick of winter, raise your hands.
WASHINGTON -- In matters cultural, California has always been America's petri dish. Whatever happened in California usually infiltrated the rest of the country.
"Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans." John Lennon
We often hear politicians and government officials say that running a government, at any level, is the same as running a business. There obviously is some truth in that. Governments have expenses for personnel, equipment and supplies. They receive funds from their clients (taxpayers) to pay for the services the citizens hopefully receive. Government officials have to budget that money and decide how and where to allocate it to be used.
WASHINGTON -- President Obama's new outreach initiative to help at-risk boys of color -- "My Brother's Keeper" -- is cause for cheer.
This weekend I'm going to a bachelorette party. Actually, it's a combined bachelor/bachelorette party where both the bride and groom-to-be and their closest friends will be in attendance. I'm looking forward to it, but there's always a little bit of anxiety before taking part in an event such as that. I'm sure that's partly due to the Hangover movies and partly due to my own experiences in the past with bachelorette parties.
This is a simple question, and the answer is not simple, but there is something that we can all do to help, and we can do it right now -- today.
Mama had great stories. My favorite was the only one I asked often for her to repeat. It has become something of an anthem in my life.
I have said before -- in fact, not that long ago -- that covering tragedies is no fun. This is especially true when the tragedy takes place where you live, or at least close by. When you can say that you either know the people involved, or are friends of their friends, it hits you even harder.
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