I am blessed with lots of people I call friends.
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.
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.
When I was a kid, it towered over the heart of downtown, but then, taller buildings came and dwarfed it.
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.
I remember the days when posters started going up about the arrival of the fair. The poster was in bright neon yellow with a drawing of a big Ferris wheel. Just seeing the word "fair" in big bold letters let you know the big show was coming to town.
At 10:29 p.m. Monday, summer comes to an end.
Truett Cathy lived an incredible life. It began with a hardscrabble start in Atlanta's West End. It ended with him listed as one of the wealthiest people in America.
MOULTRIE - For some people, an out-of-town trip is not complete without a visit to a museum or art gallery. For me, it could easily be a visit to a cemetery.
Several books of music claim to be "The Great American Songbook."
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