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.
Life gives us moments forever etched in our minds.
Somewhere in corporate America, someone decided we needed to show some degree of pleasantness, whether it is genuine or not.
In recent days, Hall County said goodbye to the last of the lions who ushered the region into the modern era.
In the hallway of a house where we lived when I was a kid, a shelf was built into the wall for the telephone with a place for the phone and a little space underneath for the phone book. I doubt anyone has included that feature in a house built anytime recently.
You can't tell it by the weather, but the season is here.
Arnold Dorsey is going to appear in concert in Atlanta next month. Arnold is now 77 and apparently still a pretty good singer.
During the past week or so, thousands of people made a pilgrimage to Memphis to remember the city's best-known son, Elvis Aron Presley.
Certain occupations have a predisposition to being unpopular, such as working at any kind of office that collects taxes or issues driver's licenses.
I miss the days when school started after Labor Day.
During my half-century and a little change on this planet, I have been a member of 12 churches. I was a member of one of them twice. I moved away and then came back.
Harry Adams has found the elixir of life. Unfortunately for the rest of us, it does not come in a bottle.
When I was a kid in Social Circle, our town doctor used to make an ice sculpture of sorts when it got really cold.
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.
Back in the days before the interstate highway system would take you where you needed to go, we used to take a cross-country route to Jekyll Island or to visit family in Jacksonville, Fla.
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.
I remember the night Martin Luther King Jr. was killed.
Funeral and wedding songs are often the subject of much discussion, particularly after the event.
The year begins with outstanding news: A University of Georgia junior has discovered a cure for kudzu.
It is the season of those wonderful New Year's resolutions. I don't know what bothers me the most, making them or breaking them.
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