Buried somewhere in my parents' house in Watkinsville is a stack of aged newspapers - copies of the Athens Banner-Herald, The Oconee Enterprise and the dearly departed Athens Observer.
When the terrorist attacks occurred during the running of the Boston Marathon last week, memories came flooding back of our own dark days in Atlanta.
Last week was a difficult time for our country. With the marathon bombing in Boston and the subsequent violence and manhunt for the suspects, the ricin-laced letters sent to our president and a Republican senator, and now the horrible fertilizer explosion in Texas, it has been a week that always will be remembered.
My daughter made it through her first week at daycare, and I think she might have handled it better than I did. As my family piled in the car Monday morning to drop Reese off, I grappled with a sense of dread. I had known this day was coming, and I'd tried my best to prepare for it. But as I dressed her, fed her and strapped her into her car seat, I fought back tears.
I always have liked print newspapers. Partly what inspired me was an American Girl movie about a 9-year-old girl living in the 1930s during the Great Depression. Her name is Kit Kittredge.
Nicole and I were working out together one day and for some reason, she brought up a self-help, faith-related book we had both read. The thesis, basically, is how men are born with wild hearts, which should be admired not restrained by women.
Many people talk a good game about caring for the environment. We hear politicians and Hollywood types and all sorts of "activists" telling us regular folks how to take care of the earth. Sometimes it just cracks me up. One of my favorite environmentalists - and, believe me, I am being very sarcastic - flies around in private jets all the time selling books about the environment and telling people what they should be doing to take care of the environment. Oh yes, he also flits around in his private jets to visit his numerous 10,000-14,000-square-foot homes, too. And this ...
The term BRAC, or base realignment and closure, is familiar to many of us, especially military families and those living in proximity to military bases.
It turns out that you can go home again.
"Ethics is knowing the difference between what you have a right to do and what is right to do."
My daughter continues down her road of "firsts." With Reese's first birthday less than two weeks away, she is becoming more mobile and more communicative. She says "mama" now, and my husband I suspect she may being trying to say cat, although it comes out as "tat."
I wonder sometimes if people who litter think that the fast-food bags or cigarette butts they toss or let blow out of their vehicles just magically disappear. Poof - they are gone!
There I was, sitting at my desk, writing away, bothering no one when my phone rang. It was Hollywood calling.
Bravo to Sens. Johnny Isakson and Saxby Chambliss for declining to play the children's game of Simon Says with their political party. Such blatant display of individualism and individual thought on Capitol Hill could be contagious and suggests there may be hope for this nation yet.
T-SPLOST may be dead and buried by voters in our region, but that doesn't mean the problems that prompted its appearance on the ballot last year have gone away.
It happened in Memphis. A lot of history and interesting things occur in that magical city that sits grandly on the Mississippi River. Elvis held court there, the blues grew up there, and barbecue is queen. Elvis, of course, is still king.
I'm an apologetic person. Maybe it's Catholic guilt. Maybe it's just in my nature. But I do love to apologize - mostly for things that aren't my fault. My mother has always said I'd apologize for World War II if given the opportunity. She's right; I am sorry for that horrible global conflict, but not because I think I had anything to do with it. In general, I'm just sorry it happened. It's an empathetic type of apology.
Editor, Each year around this time, the members of my post, East Liberty County American Legion Post 321, and I frequently are asked, "How are you going to honor the veterans of our community this year?"
America Recycles Day is Nov. 15, and recycling is something we should be thinking about and doing every day.
During the recent government shutdown, many numbers were thrown around. But there is one number that stands out, and it has nothing to do with the debate over the federal budget.
The waitress set down my cup of coffee, and I poured cream into the hot, black liquid while silently reflecting on and pondering something.
Funny thing happened the other day to our local newspaper on the way to obscurity: My teenage daughter asked for a printed copy.
Every phase of "babyhood" has its merits, and I've loved them all so far. In fact, every time my daughter Reese enters a new stage of development, I swear that it's the best one yet. I honestly can't pick my favorite.
Editor, A former coach at Bradwell Institute said after Jim Walsh was let go that it didn't matter who got the job, because not even Nick Saban could turn the Tigers' football program around. Since coach Saban already has a pretty good job, we were lucky enough to get Adam Carter.
Some say the adage about pigs flying originated with Washington politicians who have an uncanny ability to get nothing accomplished. If they did accomplish something - the politicians we mean - then said swine would take to the air. The horror.
I have some good news and some bad news. I read in the paper recently about a proposed venture to send people to Mars. The good news is that it will be a one-way trip. The bad news is that the launch isn't scheduled until 2022, meaning anybody dumb enough to consider the idea of going to Mars and staying there will be hanging around for another nine years on our planet and lowering the collective IQ for the rest of us. Bummer.
Editor, Allow me to express my concerns over the proposed annexation by the city of Hinesville of parts of the western end of Liberty County.
Finally, just when we thought it would never happen again, it does - we get some good news out of Washington, D.C.
The government is open once again, and all furloughed employees have been sent back to work.
"Hello, Gov. Deal's office. May I help you? One moment, please. Governor, you have a call on line one."