When people ask me if I would not like to be young again --- specifically to be a teenager, I am sure they have forgotten the age. Also, when they ask me how I tolerated teaching that age, I know they are mistaken. One person even told me what a waste of time my occupation had been! Being a teenager is one of the most difficult yet rewarding times of a person's life. The effort to become independent is so hard. When my mother became annoyed when anyone called me "pretty" and coupled it with the compliment about her grandchild ...
CHARLOTTE, N.C. -- There's no point trying to find something wrong with Michelle Obama's speech to the Democratic National Convention. It was perfection.
(This column was released for publication prior to President Barack Obama's speech Thursday night at the Democratic National Convention .)
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CHARLOTTE, N.C. -- Much ponderous, chin-stroking analysis has followed the Republican National Convention's un-highlight -- the 10-minute monologue by the erstwhile Dirty Harry/Blondie/Rowdy Yates when Clint Eastwood conversed with an empty chair.
I'm going to leave comparisons between President Barack Obama and Mitt Romney's acceptance speeches to the big gun pundits. Instead, I believe this was the year of the wives when it came to the Democratic and Republican conventions: Michelle Obama and Ann Romney.
Loss is a difficult part of life. It's connected to us like our skin. It's unavoidable; it's constant; it's never mistaken in the hearts that feel it. And just as skin reveals time passed, loss leaves a mark on our strength and shakes our very core. It follows no schedule. Loss has neither good nor bad timing, as we are unable to make that judgment. It can be swift and random; it can be slow and methodical. It comes in many forms. Loss can be as impalpable as a dream not reached or as tangible as ...
Kershaw County Sheriff Jim Matthews offered me an investigator position at the Kershaw County Sheriff's Office last week.
TAMPA -- It's hard to tell who had a looser grip on reality as the Republican National Convention wrapped up -- Clint Eastwood or Mitt Romney's spin doctors.
Entering contests has never been something I liked to consider. I know only too well my limitations. My mother, for example, would often look at me, shake her head, and say, "I don't know what I am going to do if you don't keep growing!" I had often thought the same thing and needed no reminder. My older brother spent a good deal of his time instructing me in my homeliness and stupidity. Not having the traits of beauty or family connections, I grew up well aware of my drawbacks and too wise to draw attention to myself ...
TAMPA, Fla. -- Mitt Romney and Paul Ryan have one big problem that must have Barack Obama walking on air: They're running against themselves.
Kicking off the start of the NFL regular season tonight, the New York Giants will be trying to avoid a fate that hasn't befallen an NFC team in five years. If the Giants don't make the playoffs, they will be the first team in the conference since Chicago in 2007 to play in the Super Bowl and miss the postseason the following year.
On a memorable day for them in 1920, Luke and Ella Catoe McLaughlin welcomed their fourth child and only daughter, Annie B., into the world. The McLaughlins then lived on their farm in the Sandy Grove area of the greater Cassatt community. Cassatt was their post office.
Mitt Romney probably should not try to joke about President Barack Obama's birth certificate. It's potentially offensive and, worse, he's not very good at it.
Among journalists, there are those stories that show you what you're made of. They challenge you, maybe even drive you crazy as you try to figure out just what the heck is going on. But they also teach you, not just about the craft of journalism, but about yourself.
As the primary pundit at the "Harmony County Weekly Blister," I am frequently called upon to perform many tasks. So, besides winding up the cat and putting out the clock, I also write the advice to the lovelorn column entitled, "Ask the Stud Muffin."
I never played high school football. My glory days ended with the little league Lions and the gridiron of my youth is now a stand of depressingly mature pine trees across the old, worn foot bridge in Woodward Park. Like many, I now enjoy the pleasure of watching and cheering on younger generations and look forward to each new season as it plays out on our home field at Zemp Stadium. It is my opinion that we, as a community, should keep Zemp and prepare the old facility for the future.
WASHINGTON -- Lego's groundbreaking female-scientists set sold out almost immediately after it was released this month. But never fear, fans of feminist toys: A new Barbie doll, now in stock, is also shattering the plastic ceiling.
For the past couple of years, our district has designated one book for summer reading for secondary students. I've really liked this approach. It has generated a lot of enthusiasm and gotten entire families involved. This year's book, This I Believe II, is a collection of personal essays by a very diverse group of people, ranging from legendary cellist Yo-Yo Ma to author Studs Terkel. The book got me to thinking; if I was to write an essay about what I believe about education, what would I say?
Let me begin with full disclosure: I was born in Greenville and even though my family moved away when I was 5 years old, I still consider Greenville my hometown. And, as with a first love, one's hometown will always be something special. So it is with me and Greenville.
Some missing something or the other required me to prowl through closets at Mama's house. That's when I found it. I pulled it out and smiled broadly, warmed by the memories it evoked.
I am man enough to admit that I have cried more than once since the news broke that Robin Williams had died by what local officials said was suicide.
WASHINGTON -- Grade deflation is dead. Long live grade inflation!
Since I have lived in this area for about eight months now, I have made a discovery about Camden. There's quite a bit of music talent here, especially for a town this size. I have to also say that my opinion comes from just the musicians I know and have heard perform personally. I'm sure there are countless others I don't know about -- yet.
I watched Rory McIlroy win the PGA title Sunday, his third straight golf tournament victory and his second major title within three weeks.
I jokingly call my backyard "the wilderness." My house, built in 1912, sits fairly close to my downtown street, as is the custom in the Historic District in Sumter. The Victorian cast iron fence and neat little patch of grass in my front yard belie what is happening behind my house. The deck at the back of my house overlooks a very deep backyard filled with towering oak and pecan trees. Just over the fence at the rear of the yard is a magnificent willow oak which is probably 100 years old. It rises majestically above all and makes a ...
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