In a few retail stores, the Christmas decorations are already going up. The holiday season, like it or not, is upon us.
One thing the housing slowdown has given us is fewer cutely named subdivisions. I love driving through a town and noting the name of developments. In Forsyth County, one of the larger developments is called Polo Fields.
There used to be a scale in front of a store in Social Circle. You could put a penny in the slot by your astrological sign and a little cover would move to reveal your weight and your horoscope.
There used to be an outfit that tried to tell you what season you are. It had a lot to do with what color of clothes best suited you.
As a boy of 17, I decided I wanted to be a political reporter. I didn't have time to wait, so I packed up my tape recorder and headed off to the state Capitol to begin my new career.
I spent several years of my life working in the TV news business. As a result, I am an avid watcher of TV news.
I keep adding to a long list of things that I will one day have to explain to my grandchildren. They are the things that were important parts of our culture that are now becoming extinct.
I don't want to compare myself to Rep. Joe Wilson, but I understand a thing or two about speaking out in public venues.
He was a little boy about 4 years old. I don't know his name, but his face is forever etched in my mind.
Last week, I delivered my annual "State of the Barbecue" address.
I've never been stuck in an elevator, but I'd rather not. I'd also prefer not to get stranded at the top of one of those double-decker Ferris wheels. Even on one of those chance rides with a pretty girl.
I have always been a fan of TV game shows. When I went to school in Social Circle, we lived right across the street from the school and they let me go home for lunch. I would sneak in a few minutes of "Concentration" and "Jeopardy."
When you have children, there are those memorable moments that are etched in your mind. You remember their first steps, the first time they babble something that sounds like "Daddy," their first day of school. The list goes on and on.
Some people tout our state because it is largely nonunion.
It's been 31 years and I have not made it back to a high school reunion.
We were never people with fancy cars. Our first family car was a 1955 Chrysler with lots of chrome. It was a big thing.
In recent days, I have seen pictures of children beginning their first days of school.
I can't see or hear as well as I used to, but my nose seems to work pretty well. The trouble is, things don't smell like they used to.
Death is the one event in life that will eventually happen. It is also the one for which we are least prepared.
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.
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