Happy New Year to all. Thank you especially to those bright spirits for whom the glass is always half full. Thank you to those who give others the benefit of the doubt. Thank you to those who see the advantages of moving forward with new projects and new ideas, regardless of possible complications and delays. Thank you to those who understand that you get what you pay for. Thank you to those who know from long experience that Camden has the most exceptionally kind and understanding people on the planet.
I think everyone should try something new every now and then. After all, variety is supposed to be the spice of life, so they say. Maybe that sounds odd coming from me, as I have openly admitted on these pages that I prefer watching old TV shows and movies over and over no matter how many times I have seen them before.
WASHINGTON -- A writer seeking profound pronouncements for a year-end column is likely instead to find herself awash in punchlines.
In less than 24 hours, we will be in a new year. Many of us will make New Year's Resolutions and few of us will act on and keep them. As I said in my column about two or three weeks ago (my year in review), the second half of 2014 was rough for me but the unfortunate happenings opened my eyes and made me realize something important, something that I have not quite been doing.
This is the time for New Year's resolutions and I have a few for our state.
I could very easily name my Person of the Year as the Person of the Decade and a Half.
When the New Year arrives every year, I, like most, look forward to the next 12 months filled with promise, opportunity, and a chance to reform from bad habits.
Here we are, in the midst of the Christmas season, and the Scrooges of the world have once again tried to ruin it for everybody.
Women deserve more seats in the highest corporate echelons. But a mandate is the wrong way to get there.
As a new year comes along, it's a time when most of us naturally reflect back on the previous 12 months and think about our accomplishments, our failures and other things that fall somewhere in between. For me, the end of the year has a very special meaning, since my first day on the staff of the Chronicle-Independent was Dec. 30, 2013. Happy anniversary to me. Yes, indeed, it is.
When this appears in print, it will be the day after Christmas and I hope the day was a meaningful one for you. The candlelight church services will be over, meals will have been eaten, the presents opened and the relatives come and gone (or not). What still remains, though, are the "hanging of the greens." This includes wreaths, door drapery, mantel mounds, banister baubles and of course the Christmas tree. Whether your greenery is real, artificial or some of both, its use and display are steeped in tradition from centuries ago.
Taking leaps of faith was the hot topic among myself and some of my friends this weekend.
After years of declaring a group or person of the year, I used this space a year ago to name KershawHealth the 2013 story of the year.
It was late in the summer of my parents' lives that I was born into a family with three children well on their way to being grown and done with home.
I threw away my Bill Cosby book a few days ago. It was funny, and it made me laugh but now because of who wrote it, it disgusts me. Perhaps that is petty, but I cannot read it or watch shows associated with Bill Cosby any longer.
WASHINGTON -- I'm standing in the Starbucks line behind 10 other sleepyheads waiting to order my tall skinny cappuccino, otherwise known as a shot of coffee described as I wish it to be.
Today's reflection is about things I just don't do anymore.
Every day, in every area of our state, hardworking South Carolina taxpayers are being robbed. They are not held up at gunpoint and their homes are not burglarized. But, they are the victims of theft just the same. Criminals are stealing federal funds and using that money for their personal benefit. They are committing fraud against the food stamp program. In fact, they pocket more than $2 million of your tax dollars every year in South Carolina alone.
From 1999 to 2006, I tuned in to every episode of "The West Wing" starring Martin Sheen. It was one of the smartest shows I've ever watched with a superb cast and excellent writing. Like every television show, it had its ups and downs. Its detractors felt it was too idyllic and -- being an Aaron Sorkin product, like "The Newsroom" in more recent years -- too preachy.
You may be surprised to learn people sometimes disagree with me. You may be equally surprised I sometimes see their point in the disagreement. Sometimes I agree with the disagreement.
Flowers are blooming, the sky's blue and it's motorcycle-riding season.
OK, so the time changed nearly two weeks ago, but this week's installment of my thoughts and musings is about the recent time change and the proverbial "extra hour of daylight" we get to enjoy from now until autumn.
The daffodils are nodding their pretty yellow heads all over town. To me, they are the harbingers of spring, blooming long before the weather is really warm. They give us hope the warm days really will return soon. In my yard, they pop up in the bed by my yard's Victorian cast iron fence -- in the bed I meant to transform into a perennial cottage garden wonderland. Twenty-one years ago, when we moved in, I dug a vegetable plot in the back yard and the long border bed out front. Back then, when I was doing historic preservation consulting ...
The controversy encircling former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton and her use of private email to conduct public business provides our latest example of government in the shadows, a situation we know well in South Carolina.
WASHINGTON -- On March 2, the story broke Hillary Clinton had possibly violated email regulations while secretary of state.
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