If you have not taken down your Christmas decorations yet, you are not alone. I like to stretch the Christmas season out as long as possible. I do not like the "undecorating" part, which is not nearly as fun as decorating. But there is one good thing about this time of year. You can join more than 100,000 other Georgians by "treecycling" your live Christmas tree.
Editor, Gateway Behavioral Health Services extends a sincere hand of appreciation to Royal Waffle King's regional manger, Hinesville restaurant owner Charlie Krowder, manager Cheryl Hodges and all the staffers at the eatery for sponsoring a yard sale Oct. 12 and a customer-appreciation day Oct. 26.
It was the summer of 1865, which - according to Charlie Tinker's diaries - had been a summer of oppressive heat. Its airless steaminess was made more miserable by the heavy sorrow that Charlie and his colleagues shouldered following the death of their commander-in-chief, Abraham Lincoln.
The new year brings many things, including further budget discussions in Congress that could very drastically affect military life.
Recently, a co-worker who is fairly new to our staff here at the Courier made a comment that sent a wave of various emotions crashing over me.
Recently I've read some commentaries where people told about the moment they first realized there was no Santa Claus. I got to thinking about that, and I couldn't recall a specific moment when such realization came to me. It's kind of like I absorbed that wisdom during a progression of maturity. No single event did it.
When future social anthropologists examine the second decade of the 21st century, they probably are less likely to take note of Phil Robertson's critical remarks about gays than the fact so many paid attention to them.
This could be an important piece of information I am about to share. It depends on how much you care about the money being spent on our state's politicians. If you don't care and want to cop the "it doesn't make any difference" attitude, then I suggest you blow the dust off your dictionary and look up the word "apathy." Or go kiss a goat. Your choice.
It seems Republicans and Democrats alike can agree on something, if you believe the results of a new CNN/ORC International Poll which says two-thirds of Americans think the current Congress is the worst in their lifetime.
Editor, It is not surprising that so many Georgians are confused about the reforms of the Affordable Care Act.
Upon discovering the leaf-strewn grave of Charles Almerin Tinker, my husband's great-great-grandfather, in Brooklyn's Green-Wood Cemetery, my husband and I - one of us more than the other - began to study the names and dates engraved on the towering monument.
This is not my favorite part of the Christmas season. I try to stretch out Christmas as long as possible. I love the lights, the decorations, the music and the wonderful feeling of "niceness." It would be great if we could bottle that up and keep it all year long.
By now, everyone has read about or watched news segments regarding recent comments made by "Duck Dynasty" patriarch Phil Robertson.
Editor, It's the holiday season once again, also known as a prime time for break-ins and home invasions. Every year, just after Christmas and New Year's Day, there is a rash of thefts of this nature.
Congress is winding down its historically unproductive session with a small flurry of activity. It's a welcome change, but so long overdue that it can't possibly make up for what should have been accomplished on Capitol Hill this year.
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.
It was an early summer morning, an enchanting time when flowers were blooming, blackberries were spurting to full growth and the birds were happy to have sunny warmth. I had taken myself out to the back porch, where I often settle down to write after I have finished a gentle run.
Toddlers have very active imaginations. My 2-year-old daughter comes up with some pretty tall tales and, while I know they aren't malicious, I'm conflicted about whether I should draw a line when it comes to "fanciful fibs." I don't want her to grow up thinking it's acceptable to lie; however, I'm also quite certain that at the age of 2, she doesn't even understand what a lie is. How and when can you teach a toddler not to do something she doesn't even realize she's doing?