Prior to this month, Cindy Williams had never set foot in Georgia, but she knows a thing or two about things Southern.
When I was 15, I decided I was a reporter. This was based on a couple of bylines in the local paper.
My parents were born into families that didn't own an automobile. My dad was just 4 when his father suddenly died. His most vivid remembrance of his dad's passing was getting to ride in a car for the first time.
I have interviewed my fair share of celebrities over the years, but never one nicer than Andy Williams.
My ears perked up when I heard that Dodge was bringing back the Dart, a model that was last around in 1976.
I remember that night in January 1991 when allied forces began bombing Iraq. CNN, which was the only cable news channel at the time, had correspondents in Baghdad and they had pictures of the missiles as they destroyed targets in Iraqi territory.
September used to mean something. Now, it seems relegated to being just another month on the calendar.
Back in the 1980s, cable TV started branching out into various specialty channels, offering 24 hours of news, sports and weather.
I am getting close to being a half-century away from my kindergarten days, but in some crazy way, I can still remember the songs and activities.
His name was General and he was a palomino horse. Not a pretty golden palomino like Trigger, Roy Rogers' famous horse, but a kind of dull shade of beige.
Of all the seasons, there is something bittersweet about the end of summer. Of course, summer is far from over with the potential of more scorching days in August.
Our society places a high priority on winning. It is a seemingly natural thing to do.
In one of my favorite Merle Haggard songs, "Okie From Muskogee," Haggard writes about the local college saying "Football's still the roughest thing on campus and the kids there still respect the college dean."
This is the season of camp meetings, a protestant religious exercise that dates back to the early 1800s when Methodists and Baptists were just beginning to set up shop here in the U.S.
We will never go back to the days of three TV channels, one wired phone and a camera that required film, but there are times I'd like to.
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."
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.
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