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.
Having lived through several years of drought, it is hard to complain about the rain. But, we have had our fair share. Perhaps, a tad more than our fair share.
I was not the best student in school.
We get very excited in this country when half of the eligible voters turn out for an election. That used to bother me, but I'm OK with that. Many of those people don't know whom they are voting for or why.
If you're reading this on Sunday, it was on this date in 1960 that my mother survived a troubled delivery and a fine doctor named Thomas Harris lifted me out and handed me to a waiting nurse.
Years ago, I remember when stores had only one or two displays of sunglasses. One was usually Foster Grant and the other was Polaroid. It seems there were only a half dozen styles and a few colors.
For more than four years, a young fellow named Josh Turner has accompanied me on my ride to Atlanta.
A few weeks ago, I was standing on the porch of someone's home in the mountains. As the sun was going down, I looked out at the beautiful peaks that decorate the northern part of our state.
There is no battle between the observance of Easter and Christmas. But if you're taking a vote, I'm an Easter person.
I married into a family that has generational roots in Gainesville. They go back long before the War of Northern Aggression.
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.
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