A common problem in downtown Cedartown (I’ll admit I haven’t seen this as often in Rockmart, but surely it must be a problem everywhere) is bicycles on the sidewalks.
While I was undergoing fitful dreams of delirium during the holiday break, the news was still being posted and printed, and I found myself once again surfing the internet looking for good column ideas.
New Year’s Resolutions
If there were a word that best describes me, I would say it would have to be ‘skeptical.’ Others might choose ‘gnome-like’ or ‘eccentric’ in the nicest possible ways, likely preceded or followed by “bless his heart.” Just to show I’m not tooting my own horn here, it’s also likely the word ‘boring’ has been bandied about a few times.
A long time ago, back when newspapers were printed numerous times of day, there was a great literary tradition involved with printing all kinds of different stories. Take, for instance, the playful manner in which a young Samuel Clements, also known as Mark Twain, filled in empty spaces in the paper with such headlines as “Terrible Disaster!” and then below write “was already laid out in anticipation of the need of the need, but as it has yet to happen, we’ll write - to be continued...”
Dear Mr. Claus,
What seems like a million years ago – but not too far back in reality – I stood in line with dozens of other children and their mothers at the Hamilton Place mall.
My Mother, Brenda Madden, came back to teach at Cedartown High School in 1971 after a 4 year absence. Her subject of choice was English and almost every student who graduated at Cedartown High School from that year forward till her retirement in 1997 came to know and respect her as a teacher. In her retirement year, many people have come from near and far to share with my Mom their life successes and have offered her their heartfelt thanks. Educators who have made an impact on the lives of students like my Mom and many others have had a simple mindset when it comes to education – sacrifice to do what is best for every child.
A strange story out of Atlanta last week caught my attention on the Associated Press wire and immediately had me slapping my head and saying, “what in the world are these people thinking?”
There was a story on CNN earlier this week that immediately got my attention and has me wondering what limits to our freedom of speech will come next.
A bleak, rainy Sunday afternoon greeted me in Cedartown as I sat down at my messy desk to figure out what to type this week about Thanksgiving. These past years have seen my houses divided, traditions turned upside down and even a flare up of a deep fryer which sent flames shooting toward me.
Local man upset with Polk County Commissioners following LOST lawsuit
The other day, I posted a link to a New York Times story from June on the Fish Wrap’s Facebook page. The story presented every county in the United States along with some various statistical evidence to go along with the Times’ theory that, many areas of the nation are doing better than others in this latest post-recession recovery.
National Novel Writing Month update
When I was a kid, my family were friends with a couple, Tony and Robin, and their daughter Heather Massengill. We used to go over to their house every now and again. It was Tony, who back on my July 4th column, brought the space shuttle-style fireworks to our house to set off, which landed on the neighbor’s roof.
If I were to have a nemesis, it would be time. It is my mortal enemy, my fierce competitor against all other considerations.
A few years back when I was still a reporter with a video camera, political commentator Cokie Roberts came to Berry College for the Gloria Shatto Lecture series to give the students an insider’s view on politics in Washington.
‘Things We Fear’ callout
A judgment on the Judgment House
All throughout the month of October, I paid particular attention to the idea of fear. Fear of Ebola, fear of ISIS, and my own personal fears are just among those things which I’ve focused on.
What are the strange and wonderful things we’re afraid of in this world? Our advertising representative here at the Standard Journal Todd Britt sent along this list of phobias to me as I was getting this week’s column ready.