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.
In one of my favorite Merle Haggard songs, "Okie From Muskogee," Haggard writes about the local college saying "Football's still the roughest thing on campus and the kids there still respect the college dean."
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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