It amazes me sometimes how little people know about our state.
CORDELE - A fight broke out a decade ago in the South Central Georgia town of Cordele. It ended a couple of weeks ago. I don't know if there was a winner, but there was a victor.
Mark Green and I have an agreement about reaching the finish line of life. The one of us who gets there first will fulfill the other's last wishes.
If you like standard time, then this is the week you better drink it in. On March 9, we will set our clocks forward and begin observing daylight saving time.
The pharmaceutical companies spend a fortune on what is called DTC or direct-to-consumer advertising.
We used to celebrate the birthdays of George Washington and Abraham Lincoln as holidays.
On the Internet, the source of all information, they have all kinds of lists. In preparation for this column, I conducted a search for the top romance songs and found they have a variety.
Oh, how I once loved snow days.
My mother made sure I had an extensive education about china. Not China, the country, but china, the good kind that went on a properly dressed Sunday table.
The news came in email: Mike Banks had died.
In the first season of "The Andy Griffith Show," the town folks of Mayberry are surprised by the arrival of a female druggist at the local drugstore.
My daddy liked his coffee hot. We had a West Bend percolator that was a fixture in our kitchen for years.
New Year's Day is the one day we can all observe. While there are Chinese, Hebrew and Muslim calendars, if we participate with the world, the clock starts over at the strike of midnight on the first day of the New Year.
My mama has been gone for 17 Christmases. I still remember asking her every year what she wanted for Christmas.
Once upon a time, there was a phenomenon called the Christmas TV special. The biggest stars on television would host other TV stars in an hourlong holiday variety show.
I remember going to places such as Six Flags and Stone Mountain when I was a kid. I was always fascinated with the key chains, pencils and bike tags with names on them.
We are a gullible bunch, aren't we?
This column begins as a newspaper column. I'm very happy about that. I like the notion of being a newspaper columnist. I still like to hold the newspaper in my hand and look at it.
Sometimes, when I gripe about slow computers or cellphones that don't do what they are supposed to do, I think about how far we have come in my lifetime.
In an earlier time, we used to celebrate the birthdays of George Washington and Abraham Lincoln in February. Now, we have combined them into one day to honor all presidents of the United States.
Forecasting the weather is a job I wouldn't want. If you predict rain and it doesn't, folks chuckle and go on their way. If you predict a blizzard and it doesn't happen, folks will stop just short of calling for a lynch mob.
Somewhere along the way, we will explain to future generations how gasoline once cost about 35 cents a gallon and how someone would pump it for you, check your tires and oil and wipe off your windshield.
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