My days of being a football widow are numbered. The bowl game season is upon us and the Super Bowl is right around the corner.
I gave up the right to whine when I resigned my position as executive director of the LeConte-Woodmanston Foundation in October. Citing health and personal reasons, I knew I could not continue on at the pace of the past three years. So much work to do and so few laborers.
I'll let you in on a little secret: every couple fights. Military or civilian, every relationship faces problems and, most often, the husband and wife will have very different solutions.
For weeks, I awaited a call from Gov.-elect Nathan Deal informing me that I would be a member of his transition team. The call never came.
The unemployment rate for people with a college degree or higher is 5 percent. If that were the rate for everyone, it'd be the 1990s again.
With Christmas a week away, we are now in the throes of the holiday shopping season. It is also, unfortunately, the trashiest time of the year. And even though we don't hear many Christmas carols with lyrics about garbage, it is a fact that between Thanksgiving and New Year's Day, Americans throw away 25 percent more trash than at any other time of the year.
"You're glowing," my friend Gina recently told me. "I wonder why. It must be because the hubby is home."
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus! Most of us are familiar with the letter to the editor that ran in the New York Sun in 1897 from then 8-year-old Virginia O'Hanlon. She wrote, " Dear editor: I am 8 years old, and some of my friends say that there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, "If you see it in 'The Sun,' it's so. Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?"
I believe in Christmas.
I finally did it. I learned to make fire by rubbing two sticks together. And although that particular skill is not marketable in a conventional sense and likely not necessary unless you are lost in the wilderness, I feel a sense of accomplishment.
Very often, the way you respond to a problem depends on where you sit and how you view it. As a child, my parents taught me the value of a "bird's eye view." As an activist working in the trenches of the 1960s civil rights movement, I learned about building a movement from the ground up. Today as an elected official, I try to approach issues with a big-picture view to make the best decisions for my neighbors and the state.
This is the miracle of the modern world: In advanced economies, real income per capita is at least 16 times what it was about 200 years ago.
"People have no choice and there is no way to avoid it."
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Editor, Veterans Day, Nov. 11, falls on a Wednesday this year. As with the last three years, the Veterans Day Parade will line up in ...
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