If there's anything cuter than one little blond-haired, blue-eyed baby girl, it's two little blond-haired, blue-eyed baby girls.
Editor, Project Reach G.A.N.G. Inc. and I give credit to God for inspiring us to host this year's Back to School Rally. The 2013 event drew more than 2,000 people. A special thanks to all of the program participants, sponsors, booth participants, youth and parents. There would not have been a rally without you. Rally 2013 was dedicated to Mr. Ernie Terrell Walthour, who was an honorary member of Project Reach G.A.N.G. Inc. I dearly love and miss my brother.
Little Danny McGuire was the scrawniest kid in class. He was so frail, so downright skinny that his dungarees clung to his bony hips only thanks to a well-worn brown belt that was pulled tight to the last notch, causing the fabric to gather in folds. What a sight he made, with blue jeans cinched at the waist and little ol' legs hidden somewhere in the yards of material.
Watch out, fellow Georgians, another state official is talking about yet another prison reform push. Everyone knows what that means. It means more criminals will remain on the streets or be back on the streets doing what they do best - hurting or stealing from us, our loved ones, our friends and our neighbors.
America's education system is failing our children. Over 20 percent of America's public high school students do not graduate in four years. Students' test scores in math and science have declined to 25th worldwide.
Editor, I'm sure that Mr. Nobles has reconsidered the rash proposal of banning gunfire in residential areas. There seems to be a lot of pressure out there to stomp on the public, and a new repressive ordinance is not going to help.
In less than 70 days, one of the fundamental components of the Affordable Care Act (ACA), or Obamacare as it is often referred to as, is set to begin.
This month, I begin my 16th year as a syndicated newspaper columnist in Georgia. Time flies when you are having fun, and I am having a ball. I hope you are, too.
Mama's favorite phrase when I was growing up - particularly during the defiant teenage years, especially when I sassed her - was "you're gonna pay for your raising one day, little lady. Let me assure you of that. You just wait until you have children and see how they behave."
Anyone who thinks housework, chores and errands are never-ending should try tackling the same tasks with a toddler in tow. It's nearly impossible to get anything accomplished in under 10 minutes.
When you walk by your kitchen's trash can, do you ever hear a tiny voice crying "Please help me! I want to be recycled!"
So even in the Washington of 2013, it really is still possible to reach meaningful consensus after all. A few million college and graduate students are no doubt delighted at that pleasant surprise.
"Army force structure stationing change" - what does that mean for Fort Stewart/Hunter Army Airfield and the surrounding area?
While we are increasingly becoming known for big companies like Coca-Cola, UPS and Delta, or for the huge volume of goods that pass through our ports, agriculture remains Georgia's largest industry.
After much posturing, the General Assembly passed a sleeves-out-of-their-vest piece of legislation on lobbying reform in the last session and wants us to believe it has answered our concerns.
Around the corner, out in the country where we live, is a hardware store owned by a guy I have known since the day I was born. Our bassinets were next to each other in the hospital nursery.
The Internet is bad for me. I'm an obsessive worrier, and I've only gotten worse since the advent of search engines. I often think that if someone got a hold of my web-search queries, I'd end up an international laughing stock. Among the best last week: "Can you become addicted to nasal spray?" "Affects of eating slightly brown guacamole," "Can Tums cause kidney stones?" and "My cat ate cellophane."
We did it for four years while I was a member of the planning and zoning board of the city of Pooler. We did it for 11 years while I was serving as either Pooler mayor pro tem or mayor. And we've done it for the past nine years while I've served in the state Legislature.
I congratulate Mayor Clemontine Washington, who was able to turn out her core constituents for a decisive victory in Midway's municipal election last week, but I am very embarrassed for the city of Midway.
Welcome to the first of many military-life columns. Whether it is among civilian friends or military colleagues, military life presents its own unique challenges and opportunities. Your neighbors, children's friends and strangers in the grocery store all have been affected in different ways by the military. In our community especially, we live, work and play next to military families without realizing it.
Each Nov. 11, America takes time to honor and remember those who have put their lives on the line in the defense of this great nation.
Dear Dr. Morehead:
As Congress moves forward on budget negotiations, the word out of Washington is to expect nothing major: no grand bargain, just more stopgap, short-term fixes.
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.