"Early to bed and early to rise," said Benjamin Franklin, "makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise."
We all know how the Obama administration likes to portray the auto bailout: a generous infusion of money enabled the government to save General Motors and Chrysler. Jobs that would otherwise have disappeared were rescued by this taxpayer-funded largesse. It was expensive, but we had no choice.
If Roger Clemens was great at throwing a fastball, he was even better at exuding smug masculinity … well, except maybe for those frosted tips that he sports.
WASHINGTON -- The punch line is at least as old as the eldest baby boomer: "I didn't get a pony."
Dirty clothes -- the constant, consistent chore -- is still one of the most odious banes for women. Jingles for commercial tout the truth that "mama keeps the house clean…," but what the woman must face every day is soiled linen! Most men's use of the same temperature for everything and their employment of the "smell test" – if it doesn't smell too bad, wear it again -- may explain the female's acceptance of the laundry chore. No matter the cause, the modern woman has no idea how different keeping presentable clothing was in earlier days.
In 2005 when their city drowned, the staff of the New Orleans Times-Picayune stayed in it longer than common sense and simple prudence would dictate. People who had lost homes, loved ones, and their city itself concentrated on gathering the news and putting it out. They finally left huddled in newspaper delivery trucks, water up to the headlights, decamping to Baton Rouge, 75 miles away, where they went right back to reporting the news.
Often as summer officially begins, the General Assembly is wrapping up its business for the year. However, when legislators returned to Columbia on June 19 there were several important issues left to be addressed. During the week, progress was made on one major issue, another major issue died, and one still remains to be resolved.
At various points since joining the C-I, people have asked me whether I'd ever be interested in working for a larger newspaper or for a paper in a larger market.
When I retired, one of my friends asked me what I was going to do with my time. I told her I was already volunteering and working out. She looked incredulous and remarked, "Well, I don't know what I will do, but certainly will not do those two." She had no idea how entertaining, healthful, and fulfilling these activities are. I have also met many charming, amazing, and different people there. I had the same choice that most have -- vegetate or activate. I chose to activate when family matters allowed. My life is much fuller because of my involvement.
There was always something hapless about Rodney King.
Being a crime reporter is as interesting, fun and challenging as I imagined.
Ralph, who runs a roadside nursery business on the Maine island where Nancy and I spend time, is a conspiracy theorist of the first order.
Which current major university was once located in Winnsboro?
"A hootenanny" -- that was the scene 48 years ago in Oct. 1964 on the campus of North Carolina State University.
WASHINGTON -- Forty years ago, all of America learned the name of a particular condominium, hotel and office complex along the Potomac in the nation's capital.
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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