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.
When my daughter, Ashton, was about 4, we would to go to a department store on a weeknight and embark on a game of pretend.
Bill Gaither is one of the nice guys in the music business.
I came along in the era when they quit teaching Latin. My Latin is limited to e pluribus unum and my favorite, sine die.
I've got several friends who don't believe in God. Our friendship is beyond the point where we debate the subject. We have each tried to sway each other toward our particular point of view without success.
If you go to a Christian funeral, particularly in the South, you're likely to hear somebody read that verse in the gospel of John where Jesus is telling his disciples that he's going to be leaving and gives them a glimpse of heaven.
If you have a fancy house and your refrigerator has wooden panels to make it look like the rest of your cabinets, you can stop reading.
I've never been good at crazes. Some of them were over before I found out.
Summer is the season that gives us so many good memories, especially from our childhood.
In my early days of Sunday school, I remember hearing about Paul and Silas, who were singing and praising the Lord in prison.
I don't know if I ever called Tom Robertson by his first name, except on the radio.
I have an assortment of nicknames and titles, but the one I love best is Daddy.
All sorts of legends surround the origin of our nation's flag.
When we were children, we played "Mamas and Daddies" or "House." It was a time when we would act out, in our own way, how grown-ups live within a family.
The Social Security Administration is out with its list of the most popular baby names of 2013.
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