As many of you have read, a group of interested citizens from Camden recently took a road trip. Dennis Stuber, First Citizens, and Karen Eckford, NBSC, organized and hosted a very educational and enlightening day. Thank you.
When I remember the kitchen in my teenage years, I know I have a much easier life. The kitchen had a large, one sided sink, a tiny icebox, which later became an even tinier refrigerator, and an oilcloth covered table with wooden chairs. The icebox required the services of the ice man and ran over quite frequently when I did not empty it. The refrigerator was eternally in need of defrosting, since no such thing as frostless or self-defrosting refrigerator existed. I hated the one sided sink, and, since I usually had to do the dishwashing -- company or family -- knew ...
WASHINGTON -- This past week's news cycle has produced two narratives:
At the U.S. Open last year, a 22-year-old Irish kid named Rory McIlroy swooped onto the Congressional Country Club and crushed the competition, besting second-place finisher Jason Day by a whopping eight strokes.
For half my life, I've wondered why in the world we still elect sheriffs in this country. I began wondering about that while working for a radio station 25 years ago in Dahlonega, Ga. Dahlonega sits in the -- no offense to anyone from there -- unfortunately named Lumpkin County.
So what if Elizabeth Warren claims to be part Native American Indian? She's entitled, according to historical documents. Besides, Americans never have been all that clear or consistent about what distinguishes one race from another.
WASHINGTON -- The squabbling between political campaigns and the harrumphing of pundits were put in proper perspective at, of all places, the White House Correspondents' Association (WHCA) dinner -- the annual Prom on the Potomac where 2,000 or so media members and movie stars gather to honor the president and admire one another.
What could be more American than encouraging a robust debate on one of the most controversial issues of the day? The answer -- for some on the left, anyway -- is: lie about your opponents and make a pathetic effort to discredit them.
"In those days, the people of any means moved from Camden to Kirkwood in early summer and remained to a few heavy frosts," wrote Mrs. Alfred Doby reminisce in 1906.
Republicans are delighted to hear they scored better than Democrats and independents in a new survey of political knowledge. Fine. I'm sure Democrats would be just as boastful if their side scored better. Everybody in politics wants to believe that their side is brilliant and the others are a bunch of nitwits.
Every now and then, we clear out the cobwebs of our lives. My mother's been going through this for a while now and, as she did, came across this 25-year-old letter from me. It appears typed, since it includes hand-written edits in my handwriting. I thought it would be fun to share, since it not only offers me a bit of self-reflection, but a peek at life back in the '80s.
President Obama "slow jams the news?" Is this a nakedly bold pitch for the youth vote or what?
I can hardly say this was a bolt from the blue. I mean I've always known this day would come. I've had a generous 17 years to prepare for this crossroad in my life. This should be an easy transition for all involved, right? Ok, maybe not exactly. Wow. Graduation announcements? Cap and gown? Excuse the cliché, but where has the time gone? The pace in which time flies by is alarming. And when I pause and reflect too intensely on the image of my oldest son graduating high school, it almost feels hard to breath. It's ...
The students over at the University of South Carolina are raising cain because they don't like the graduation speaker who's been chosen to deliver the commencement address later this month.
So, we have one candidate who eats dogs and another who straps them to the roof of his car like a freshly cut Christmas tree.
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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