I didn't like the military very much while I was growing up. I could chalk that up to being a pre-teen and early teenager during the Vietnam years when -- quite unfortunately -- this country didn't treat its vets very well. I think I also didn't deal well with authority figures since I grew up kind of scrawny and was bullied a bit as a kid.
After six years of peeling back layers of our corrupt state government, nothing should surprise us. And yet Judge Manning's ruling was still a shock -- it didn't seem possible for a judge to shut down a grand jury investigation into alleged corruption by the Speaker of the House and argue that Harrell's staff and colleagues on the House Ethics Committee must first decide if he has committed a crime.
Thousands of days, all those filled with clouds, rain, snow or sunshine, have passed since that time yet the lesson sticks stubbornly to my heart.
I never aspired to possess wisdom. In fact, mere mortals would never achieve such a goal. I did want to be educated, something that was usually denied for females. Few females went to college; the meager funds were for the males in the family. Even today, many men do not want their wives to work outside the home. The need for two salaries has made two occupations a necessity. Of course, in modern times, women still have their female occupations to do in "off duty hours." I learned that if I could not be male, I had better become educated ...
As you know, the city of Camden is focusing on tourism -- figuring out ways to entice people to visit our historic city. There's a lot of competition out there; everyone understands that tourists spend money, don't pollute and point others in our direction if they have a good time.
WASHINGTON -- Just when you thought American higher learning couldn't get any more ridiculous, along come demands for warning labels on provocative works of literature.
This is what I often hear after meeting someone new and they discover I'm an arborist. Sometimes I'm stumped on the trees' problem or what the homeowner perceives to be the problem, but most times able to assist them. If you have a tree in your yard or on street-side, perhaps you've wondered about a particular tree thing. If so, here is Part 1 of some common tree questions I receive.
One of my responsibilities at the newspaper is to go out each week and do the "Sidewalk Survey" feature we run each Wednesday. Just in case you're not aware of it, let me explain. I find six random people around town and ask them one opinion question. There are no right or wrong answers; it really is their opinion. If they're willing to answer, I get their name and town of residence and take their photo. That's where I lose some of them. A lot of people are willing to answer a question, but some balk when ...
First, let's be honest with ourselves. For most of us -- especially us white, urban, middle-class folks -- when we hear people talking about the overall poor quality of education in our state, we conjure up images of the Corridor of Shame, i.e. black, rural and poor.
WASHINGTON -- With The New York Times' sudden dismissal of Executive Editor Jill Abramson and Karl Rove's suggestion that Hillary Clinton might have brain damage, the curtain opened on a new theater in an old war.
Graduation time is upon us and there's such a buzz of excitement in the air. High school and college students are collectively gearing up for the next stage in their life and emotions are strong. I have to say, I'm particularly glad that I'm not graduating from anything this year.
Since the end of August, I have been the pain in my own neck. I suffered whiplash at that time, aggravating a pair of already bulging discs that had bothered me the year before. I've been in pain ever since.
What one person considers wasting time, another believes to be necessary. I grew up in a time when what your parents said was law and employers set the rules. No one dared to defy authority. Nevertheless, I often did mandatory chores that I considered, and still consider, to be a waste of time.
It happened recently. The 20th anniversary of the death of stock car racer Davey Allison. Maybe you remember him. Maybe you don't.
WASHINGTON -- When my neighbor gleefully reported that Bill Maher had dedicated a searing monologue to me for a column about the Donald Sterling/Cliven Bundy rants, my first thought was, Nah. If I tussled with everybody who tossed a brick through the window, I'd never get the draperies hung.
CLEVELAND -- Imitation may be the highest form of flattery, but plagiarism, not so much.
After the school year ends and the dust settles, it's always fun and gratifying for me to look at the accomplishments of our students ...
As the years of Mama's life grew long into the shadows of age, she managed to squeeze every bit of good out of growing ...
WASHINGTON -- Nice, France.
And with those famous words from the old Underdog cartoon show, I bid you all a fond adieu.
I met the guy -- seems just like yesterday -- one day when I was home from the Lowcountry visiting the office. I think I had met ...
WASHINGTON -- Horror. Shock. Disbelief. Numbness. Grief. Anger. And terrible sadness.
The despair in their eyes haunts me still. The dullness of emotion, the deadness of spirit shall remain forever embedded in my memory.
I was talking with Darlington (S.C.) County Treasurer Belinda Copeland last week and we were having a bit of fun over some of the ...
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