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."
Editor, I saw an item in Friday's paper informing me about the fireworks at 9:30 p.m. at Cottrell Field on Fort Stewart. Having been raised here, I already knew that, but was surprised to see they were shooting off their fireworks at 9:30 p.m., instead of closer to July 5, if you catch my drift. As I reflected on years gone by, my blood began to boil.
Ogeechee Riverkeeper Day is Saturday over at Loves Seafood. That's a good thing.
Editor, The special purpose local option sales tax is another example of Liberty County spending taxpayers' money before it is even collected, making the taxpayers liable for county expenditures.
With the July 22 runoff elections fast approaching, I called Junior E. Lee, general manager of the Yarbrough Worldwide Media and Pest Control Company in Greater Garfield, Georgia, to get his thoughts on the various races and to see who he thinks will make it to the finals of the November general election and who will be eliminated this round.
My toddler has a late bedtime. I may even be playing it fast and loose with the term "bedtime." My husband and I try to get our 2-year-old to bed by 9 p.m., but really, what time she actually goes to sleep is anybody's guess.
My grandmother - Daddy's mother - sometimes was called "crazy" by others who didn't quite understand her eccentric ways. Of course, in the South, we are proud of such a label because it means that we are interesting and worthy of being the center of coffee-and-cake conversation.
A restaurant's appetizer can influence my decision to make a return visit. Even something as simple as the dry-roasted peanuts I wolf down while waiting for my Five Guys burger is something I consider before deciding which burger joint to visit.
On Sept. 11, 2001, our way of life in the United States changed forever.
The things you learn while surfing the Internet in desperation for column material.