Thanksgiving Day in 1995 was a bit different.
My brother and his family were elsewhere, my daughter was with her mother and it was just me and Mama.
Have you ever known people who just looked their part in life?
Come January, I've been reporting on Zell Miller for 33 years. I was 14 and somehow asked for and was issued media credentials for the inauguration of Gov. George Busbee and Lt. Gov. Zell Miller.
With or without resolutions, this seems to be a good week for reflecting on the past year and giving some thought to the year ahead.
WASHINGTON - There is something about visiting the president's house that leaves one in awe. I had a chance to go to the White House on the regular tour for the purpose of seeing the Christmas decorations.
The generation that came before me in my family is now a mighty slim lot. My mother and father both came from among four siblings, two boys and two girls on my mother's side and four boys on dad's.
My Dad and all his brothers are gone.
About 12 years ago, I was the manager of a hotel in Hiawassee. It was located right next to the Georgia Mountain Fairgrounds and most of the country music acts appearing there would stay at our place.
I've been doing what I do for a long time. The stories I've written cover everything from movie stars to folks living on the street.
When I saw the return address, I rolled my eyes.
The state of Georgia has a bunch of authorities that regulate everything from toll roads to technology.
Just before five this morning, the seasons should have changed. The autumnal equinox was scheduled to take place at 4:51 a.m.
We, in the newspaper world, are very careful not to say something happened before it did. I have to write this stuff a few days ahead of when it arrives at your place.
For the first few years of my life, I was a television remote control. My parents would tell me what channel they wanted and off I scampered to change it.
In those days, we had a set of rabbit ears and changing the channel often meant an adjustment of the "aerial" to make it come in better.
There has been a lot written lately about people and their preachers, particularly folks who want to be president of the United States.
Every now and then, there is a sequel in this section of newspaper real estate I get to occupy.
Miracle is one of those words we use a little too easily.
In what would be the final years of her life, I often asked my mother what she wanted for Christmas. The reply was often the same: "I just want my children around me."
The last time I checked, a day is still 24 hours and it still takes the Earth about 365 days to go around the sun.
Sometime in the next few days, radio stations will start playing Christmas music. A friend of mine suggested I write a column about recording artists associated with a Christmas song. So here I go.
One song says to "Count Your Blessings, Name Them One By One."
Somewhere in grade school, I learned water freezes at 32 degrees. If the temperature outside is below 32 degrees, there is a good chance that if there is precipitation, it may be or become frozen.
Somehow, we have melded Memorial Day, Independence Day and Veterans Day into days of recognizing all who have worn the uniform of our country.
By the time you read this, Halloween will have come and gone.
This may very well be one of the most glorious starts of a fall season. The weather has been beautiful with crystal-clear skies.
Being the first lady of any state is an interesting job.
Corporate America often spends loads of money finding the right name for a product.
In 1842, Felix Mendelssohn wrote his wedding march. It's the one many people use as the recessional at weddings. Felix died in 1847.
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