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.
Our society places a high priority on winning. It is a seemingly natural thing to do.
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.
I am blessed with lots of people I call friends.
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.
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