In my home hangs a photograph of a rather large and deep hole on the side of an asphalt road. It is the aftermath of an Improvised Explosive Device - or in more simple terms, a homemade bomb - that went off just as the Humvee in which I was riding passed over it.
When Nicolai "Nico" Calabria was born, his mother phoned her sister. Excitedly, she told the new aunt about the baby's blond curls and blue eyes, that he weighed 6 pounds 7 ounces. Then she added, "He only has one leg."
Norm Woodel is one of those people in the world of politics whose face may not be that well known, but whose voice is right in the thick of it.
I have said it before but it bears repeating: If I don't qualify for heaven (a distinct possibility), my preferred alternates are: a. Athens, Ga., on a crisp fall Saturday afternoon; b. Athens, Ga., on a warm spring day; or c. Athens, Ga., on any day.
It all seemed to be breaking the right way for Rep. Jack Kingston after the Senate Republican primary.
Does anybody actually listen to robo phone calls?
Before the start of the 1996 Centennial Olympic Games, Billy Payne, the organization's CEO, reminded everyone that while much of the attention during the Games would be focused on the high-profile athletes, not to forget that all 10,000 athletes from the 107 countries represented were and would forever be Olympians - a title very few people in the world would ever attain.
I hate when a local business closes. The only exception is when the long-time owners are folding up shop so they can move to the tropics.
The people we send to the state Capitol to pass our laws have always reminded me of a goofy, flop-eared puppy that keeps making mistakes as it romps inside the house. No matter how many times you rub their noses in it, they never seem to learn from their mistakes.
We have now reached another milestone in our family's history where we no longer require the hiring of baby sitters.
I wrote recently about the concerns of environmental groups over a proposal by the owners of Sea Island to develop 7.2 acres on the south end of the island. They say that the land is too fragile for the proposed development.
In the days after the May 20 primary elections, candidates who advanced to the runoffs made the usual scramble to secure endorsements from opponents who didn't make it out of the primary.
More and more of our soldiers are coming back from war with traumatic injuries of one sort or another. High on the list are brain injuries, but depression and other neuropsychiatric disorders are common among service members returning from Iraq and Afghanistan.
In the "good ol' days," men didn't participate in child care much, smoking was good for you and a whole car cost about $43.
To David Perdue, Jack Kingston and Michelle Nunn: Congratulations on making it this far in your quest to become our newest U.S. senator. As you prepare for the next phase of your campaign, I thought I would pass along to you some unsolicited advice for your consideration. Please don't thank me. It was either this or clean out my sock drawer.
Remember the story of "The Little Engine That Could?" That could well describe the city of Dalton, a town of some 34,000 nestled in the corner of Northwest Georgia not far from the Tennessee line.
When George Orwell first coined the phrase "Big Brother is watching you," he knew what he was talking about.
It has been just over two months since I wrote a column about Georgia Power, the Public Service Commission and the construction of two additional nuclear reactors at Plant Vogtle. I can hear President Ronald Reagan's voice now: "There you go again."
Can it be? Is it September already? One of my favorite tunes, "September Song," was written by Kurt Weill and Maxwell Anderson for a Broadway musical in 1938 called "Knickerbocker Holiday." The lyrics could apply today to the current political season in Georgia - "For it's a long, long time from May to December, but the days grow short when you reach September."
First-world problems. You know what they are. We all have them. They're the issues confronting and irritating those of us living in wealthy, industrialized countries that would leave people in the third world either scratching their heads in bewilderment or shaking them in disgust.
There was a time when general election campaigns didn't "officially" get underway until after the Labor Day weekend.
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