There is an old hymn called "Count Your Blessings" that suggests if we count our blessings individually, we will be astonished how many we have been given. This is the season that we should be thankful for all of our blessings. The way I see it, if your day is spent on the green side of the grass, you have been blessed.
It didn't seem like a big deal when I was a kid. There would be some event around Veterans Day and they would ask all the veterans to stand. Nearly every man in the room would stand. It just seemed normal that everybody's dad had worn the uniform of our country.
I don't know if television has really given us more than a glance at the damage that occurred as a result of Superstorm Sandy. Every time I see a home that has been leveled or water flowing through places it isn't supposed to, I want to do something.
Krystal, the Chattanooga-based fast-food restaurant famous for its square hamburger, offered burgers recently for a quarter each.
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.
Some of the savviest advertisers know how to play on our emotions during the holidays.
This week, I am celebrating the 49th anniversary of the first time I wore a paper pilgrim hat and paper buckles on my shoes. I am pretty sure that was the same year I traced my hand to make a turkey.
The people who issue phone numbers say we have run out of numbers again.
I'm not sure how it happened, but many Americans don't know the difference between Memorial Day and Veterans Day.
Television now offers repeats of the same shows, sometimes in the same week. If that's not enough, service providers offer all sorts of repeat plays of everything from sporting events to sitcoms.
I remember seeing a man with a tattoo on his arm when I was about 7 or 8. The man was in a barber shop, where my dad and I were getting a haircut. I later asked him about the strange drawing on the man's arm.
If civility was a patient on a TV medical show, it would be on the operating room table with its chest open and a doctor trying to keep its failing heart beating.
The first aerosol air fresheners appeared in stores after World War II. The technology had been used first for spray insecticides during the war. Some bright individual came up with the idea that spraying a fragrant aroma in an indoor space would make things better.
My earliest memory of vacation was staying at places with names such as the Sand and Surf or the Seashell Motor Inn. They were V-shaped motor lodges with parking right in front of your room.
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