My wife told me to write this column -- not that I wouldn't have written it on my own, eventually -- but, men, we all know we should do what the wife says, right?
I meet several times a year with the district's Student Cabinet, a group comprised of student government leaders from all four grade levels at each of our high schools. This group gives me a valuable perspective that I can't really get anywhere else. For example, the Student Cabinet was instrumental in the selection of new technology for our one-to-one computer program. It was actually pretty cool to watch. I asked the members of the Cabinet to come in and work with all the devices under consideration and give specific feedback. Their input was extremely insightful. This is a ...
Like a sequel to a bad horror movie, the "great vampire squid" is back.
As a political issue, same-sex marriage is like playing 3-D chess: Opponents of the idea need to move quickly because the game board is tilting slowly but steadily in favor of the other side.
Leftovers that got the editing whack from recent columns:
Four plus five equals nine. Six plus three also equals nine. Three plus three plus three equals nine, too.
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.
• "Glenn," writes my friend Waylon Fortenberry of Chesterfield County, "I'm not saying let's go kill all the stupid people. I'm just saying let's remove all the warning labels and let the problem work itself out."
WASHINGTON -- News that Pope Francis will visit the U.S. next year for the triennial World Meeting of Families brings elation to Catholics, excitement to pope watchers -- and perhaps a little chagrin to some who too soon interpreted Francis' broad compassion as a precursor to doctrinal changes related to marriage.
This space in the Friday edition of the Chronicle-Independent each week is where I am allowed to share my personal stories, opinions and basically whatever is on my mind as I write this column. I know I complain about a lot of things and, eventually, the time may come when I have covered everything that aggravates me and the rest of the columns in my career won't be the kind where you can imagine me pounding my fist on my desk as you read them. But, if that day ever does come, it's a long way off.
In 2008, a group of graduate students from the University of South Carolina's Public History Program produced a study entitled, "The Camden African-American Heritage Project." It was the product of a student group assignment conducted in 2005-06. The students were assisted by many Camden residents in their search for the history of African-Americans in Camden from the Colonial period through the era of civil rights. Though able to spend only one semester researching and writing, the students pulled together an admirable overview of the lives of African-Americans here. In their final recommendations they suggested, among other things, that an ...
I try to live life as a journey full of unknown destinations. And I do believe it is the journey that matters most. During the last year, I was blessed enough to experience a journey throughout our wonderful state of South Carolina. A campaign for governor is a journey through the hearts and souls of many people and places. A statewide campaign is sometimes brutal and sometimes joyful, but never dull. I treasure that journey and thank my friends in Camden and Kershaw County for letting me experience it.
WASHINGTON -- Millennials are foolhardy spendthrifts. But young people basically always are, and that's probably OK.
I used to have high and/or specific expectations for everything. I was never cynical. As a matter of fact, I was the most optimistic person I knew.
Even as I close in on 50 (mark your calendars for next March), I still like to play computer games. Frivolous, I know ... or is it?
That apple tree. Oh my goodness. Something told me it wouldn't turn out well.
November 4 is past, and statewide elections have been decided. As I have discussed in earlier columns, I am always intrigued, and even a little amused, with the amount of rhetoric that is aimed at education during election time. Now that the votes have been cast, there are a lot of important educational issues hanging in the air that will need to be resolved by newly elected office holders. The decisions made will have significant and lasting impact.
Just when I'm feeling pretty healthy, along comes a mysterious disease that is getting ready to kill millions of people, me included.
Veterans Day was this week and here in Kershaw County, and all across the nation, we paused for a brief time to honor and thank those who have served in the military to defend our way of life and our freedoms and to establish or preserve those same ideals around the globe.
Veteran's Day celebrations over the course of this week reveal, in my opinion, some of the best of what rightly defines the love we have for our country and the respect and appreciation we have for our armed forces, past and present. We have all witnessed this week, through various modes, the inspiring tributes depicting heroic actions taken by our brave to protect our freedoms. It is not difficult to view the ones taking part in these gallant efforts to keep us safe as heroes and rightfully so. Our veterans demonstrate behaviors and decisions that are ethically and emotionally ...
Let me begin with three points that won't surprise anyone and then a fourth that will surprise, maybe even shock you.
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