Six weeks have passed since my oldest son walked through our back door. The mere mention of this makes the stretch seem even longer. Of course, aside from a normal dose of missing their brother, for his siblings, this time represents six weeks of more slices of pizza at dinner, shorter waits for the bathroom, and total control of the TV remote. For me, it suggests more intangibles. It is the void, the missing place setting at our table, and the one less body charging down the stairs for breakfast like a horse running for open country.
Research tells us Americans are getting smarter as time goes by.
WASHINGTON -- Gloria Steinem is unmistakable.
The European's triumph during the final round of the Ryder Cup Sunday may provide a preview of things to come on the PGA Tour.
That morning, a piano tune from boyhood days echoed down the halls of Pinedale, a senior citizens care facility located near Camden. As we drew abreast of the piano player's room, there sat Neva Shannon ("Coota") Montgomery with her near 100-year-old, yet nimble fingers "tickling the ivories" into the song "Jesus Loves Me."
If there's one thing I have an unnatural fear of, it's insects of both the crawling and flying variety. I've known that about myself since I was at least 12 years old when a huge bumblebee landed on my head. Not knowing what it was, I reached up and grabbed it only for it to -- naturally -- sting me. Luckily, I'm not allergic, but, boy!, did it hurt. Why that translated to a fear of crawling insects, I'm not sure except that I remember a giant millipede (or something like that) crawling up my bedroom wall ...
Amidst a necessary, but life-threatening, debate on the future of health care for millions of Americans, presidential candidate Mitt Romney revealed why it's OK that almost 50 million Americans are uninsured. Romney said in an interview with a TV broadcast news program that people who are uninsured are "care(d) for" with the help of America's emergency room services:
You might not be finding much to laugh about these days.
WASHINGTON -- I've written variations of this column a couple of times during the past 20 years, but certain occasions bear revisiting -- and surely the disappearance of a friend is one.
With the official start of autumn last week and the holidays soon upon us, my thoughts turn to a truly unique American holiday. No, not Thanksgiving but Arbor Day. Perhaps you may recall celebrating Arbor Day in elementary school, perhaps you remember hearing John Denver singing "Trees for Your Tomorrow" on television or radio on behalf of the National Arbor Day Foundation or perhaps you've seen an article about it in The Chronicle Independent with a photo of people standing around a newly planted tree.
WASHINGTON -- In Mitt Romney's Fantasyland version of the American Dream, all it takes to succeed in this country is determination and hard work. Government merely needs to get out of the way, roust the Entitlement Society slackers, and let the Opportunity Society strivers go for it.
Last summer, then-68-year-old Steve Sabol told his doctors that he needed to stay alive at least until August. That way, although battling a brain tumor, he could see his father, Ed, enter the Pro Football Hall of Fame. He made it, but unfortunately Steve's fight with cancer came to an end last Tuesday in his hometown of Moorestown, N.J.
Bubba is back. As a word man, I was most impressed at the Democratic National Convention by Bill Clinton's skillful speech, much of it ad-libbed.
WASHINGTON -- What's a day without a leaked video, a scandal, an unintended sliver of truth?
Mitt Romney blew his chance at becoming the next president of the United States. Actually, he lost the election back in May, we just didn't know it at the time. No one did. We didn't know until last week when Mother Jones magazine published the contents of a secret video of Romney talking during a private fund-raiser about how he doesn't need to worry about 47 percent of the American people.
Lying is in the news these days.
WASHINGTON -- Denizens of social media were rankled during Sunday night's Academy Awards telecast when actor Sean Penn made a crack about Mexican director Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu and green cards.
One of my weekly duties here at the Chronicle-Independent is to visit the Walter M. Crower Animal Shelter in Camden and take photos of pets available for adoption to be printed in our Friday edition each week. Actually, I take photos of two cats and two dogs and half of those are published weekly in the West Wateree Chronicle.
Murder is a strong word and truth be known it's not really what happens (unfortunately) when a crape myrtle, a Southern signature tree is topped, but it has become a familiar vernacular amongst plant people. If crape myrtles did in fact die when they were butchered, then the practice would stop.
Republicans seem ceaselessly enamored of litmus tests, but the newest one -- Do you believe President Obama loves America? -- makes birthers seem witty.
"Seriously, moron? How about just clean up the place already!"
On Feb. 5, around 1:15 p.m., students at the University of South Carolina (USC) received a text message warning "SHOTS FIRED" -- two words which would send chills and panic through the large campus that is home to nearly 32,000 students.
During those times when it gets positively frigid here in Kershaw County -- say, 9 degrees when I woke up Friday morning -- I often tell people, "This isn't why I moved down South."
One of my friends called the other. One of my best friends. There was both urgency and distress in her voice.
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