Several years ago, when I was more active with the League of Woman Voters, I went to Washington, D.C., to meet three other league members in an effort to put a budget issue on the League's national agenda. One woman was from California, another from New Jersey, and the third from somewhere in the Midwest.
An event in Israel in 1975 caused me to make plans to travel to see a mountaintop fortification in Peru. I was in the third week of a personal tour of Israel, when I went to make some publicity photographs of an agricultural high school called Kfar Silver, not far from the town of Ashdod.
I will have more to say on the subject in a few weeks, but your response to my request for supplies for Marine Lt. Frank Wilson and his Light Armored Reconnaissance unit in Afghanistan has been nothing short of spectacular. I talked recently to Lt. Wilson's father, also named Frank, an attorney in Cobb County, to let him know what you have done. He is very grateful to you.
Hooray for Bill Curry! He is the new football coach of the Georgia State University Panthers.
Personalities and events often seem to meld together in unexpected ways. What brought this to mind were the deaths a couple of weeks ago of a fellow church member and client, his wife only months before and of another nonclient member a few weeks earlier. An entirely different event many miles north involving still another member did the retrospective melding.
To distract myself from all of the drama unfolding around the Gainesville City School Board, I turned my jaundiced eye toward Clayton County. I have no vested interests in Clayton County. I don't know anyone in or with the school system there. I've never lived or worked there. Heck, I'm not even absolutely sure if I've ever been there except to possibly drive through on the Interstate.
In the light of two recent Supreme Court rulings, one in California and one at the U.S. Supreme Court, there should be little doubt as to the stakes of the elections this November.
June 8, 1968, is a day I will never forget. On that day I made a spur-of-the moment decision to go to a gravesite service 600 miles from home.
When roaming the political jungles of Georgia, beware of the Killer B's: Barr (Bob) is running for president; Bubba (aka, Lauren McDonald) is running for the Georgia Public Service Commission; Barnes (former Democratic Gov. Roy) is being encouraged to run for anything, as is Bowers (former State Attorney General Michael).
Since I had talked recently to David Egan -- whose group, the Initiative to Protect Jekyll Island, has great concerns about the island's proposed revitalization -- I thought it only fair to see what the Jekyll Island Authority has to say. (Besides, it affords me the opportunity to stop by the exquisite little Georgia Sea Grill on St. Simons Island and stuff my face with corn-fried shrimp. Being a modest and much-beloved columnist does have its rewards.)
In the 1965 song by The Mamas & the Papas, there is a line that goes: "Stopped into a church I passed along the way ..."
"Why would we ever go back?"
When I think about the problems facing our country today, I recall a story of the man who lost his way and stopped to ask directions from an old farmer.
One of the first tasks facing our new president in 2009 will be to nominate persons to serve as cabinet officials and other top bureaucratic posts.
There are no two ways about it: Being a grandfather is better than a plateful of hot buttered biscuits. Nothing compares to it. Nothing comes close.
The Affordable Care Act, also known as Obamacare, is one of those political issues that divides Georgians more sharply than almost anything else.
When the lights went out, I was in the bathroom sorting through the various medications I take each day - little round pills that can roll under the claw-footed bathtub if they spill, small ovals that bounce goodness-knows-where if they're dropped. One false move and I would knock the whole kit-and-boodle all over the floor and spend the next hour trying to finding them ... when the power came back on.
It is a little known fact that Patrick Henry's "Give me liberty or give me death" edict was not a spontaneous outburst verbalizing his desire for independence but rather his demanding calling card.
I wish I had been there. In Jerusalem. With Jesus.
It was around 1989 when some permutation of the Ku Klux Klan and a motley group of affiliated miscreants applied for and was - as is their right - given permission to demonstrate in Gainesville. At the time my business was located in the Jackson Building on downtown's Washington Street.
Gov. Nathan Deal currently is reviewing the hundreds of bills passed during this year's General Assembly session. He presumably will have everything signed or vetoed by April 30.
Baseball was my first love.
April is Child Abuse Prevention Month in Georgia, as proclaimed by Gov. Nathan Deal. Child abuse is a subject I don't like to think about, let alone write about and you would probably just as soon not hear about. But it is there and we need to acknowledge it and demand some solutions.
Within minutes after a Fulton County jury returned a devastating verdict against the state ethics commission last week, Gov. Nathan Deal's aides were already trying to put their own spin on the story.
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