If this sounds like name-dropping, I apologize but I am trying to make a point here.
This could be a very important piece of information I am about to share with you. Whether it is or not is up to you. It depends on how much you care about the money being spent on our state's politicians. If you don't care and want to cop the "it doesn't make any difference" attitude, then I suggest you blow the dust off the ol' Funk & Wagnall and look up the word "apathy." Or go kiss a goat. Your choice.
Good grief. I just took a peek at next week's calendar. It says 2014. That can't be correct. I'm still waiting for Y2K and for all our computers to crash. I must have overslept.
This column first ran in 2010. The status of Cameron Charles Yarbrough has been updated, but the message remains timeless.
Former South African President Nelson Mandela has received much-deserved praise following his death on Dec. 5 at the age of 95, and rightly so. South Africa could have sunk into chaos and a bloody civil war with Mandela's rise to power following 27 years of imprisonment and the end of apartheid.
It was as ugly as a wart hog, but for the 11th time in the past 12 years, 38th of the past 50 and 65th out of 108, the University of Georgia, the oldest state-chartered university in the nation, located in Athens, the Classic City of the South has bested You-Know-Where Institute of Technology for the State Football Championship, 41-34.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Last week, family and friends gathered in the small town of Chattahoochee Hills, south of Atlanta, to celebrate a life well-lived. Our late grandson, Zack Wansley, was honored at the dedication of "Zack's Glade," a pristine and picturesque piece of Cochran Mill Park near where he died while training for the Atlanta Marathon in 2008.
Dear Dr. Morehead:
I have some good news and some bad news.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
I called Junior E. Lee, general manager of the Yarbrough Worldwide Media and Pest Control Company located in Greater Garfield, Ga., to see what kind of reactions he was getting from the public to the recent shutdown of the federal government.
Bummer. I just learned that I did not win the Nobel Peace Prize again this year. This is getting old. I was so confident this time that I had my tuxedo pressed and new laces put in my Converse Chuck Taylor All-Star high-top sneakers.
After a friend told me she had waited 3« hours recently to get her Georgia driver's license renewed and then had to deal with a clerk that could have passed for a robot - and an unhelpful one, at that - I thought this to be a typical example of a bunch of government bureaucrats who don't care because they don't have to. Where else are we going to go to get our driver's licenses renewed? Burger King?
I spent last week helping to assess a group of people for a job I couldn't do if my life depended on it. Actually, what they were seeking is not a job; it is a calling. And my life here and in the hereafter depends on how well they do it.
It is with regret I tell you our intrepid public servants in the legislature have scuttled a bill that would have lowered the age of eligibility to serve as a member of the House of Representatives to 18 years of age and to 21 in the state Senate.
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