Opinion

“Have you ever used nitrous before?” the hygienist asked as she prepped me for the dental work I was about to receive last week. “Um…not medically,” I sheepishly admitted. I’ve

One of the best parts of fall in Missouri is that three-to-four week period from mid-October until the middle or end of November when it begins to get cold, but

You will likely be relieved to learn that today’s column has very little to do with politics. Instead, this is a piece about people and the way we communicate. Specifically,

Let’s start by making two basic assumptions: • Anyone who thinks that the SoBoCo girls basketball team will win anything less than 25 games and a state championship clearly should

One of my all-time favorite writers is a man named Frank McCourt, who is best known for his gritty and brilliantly written memoir “Angela’s Ashes.” McCourt was a true Irish-American,

I recently drove north on I-85 out of Atlanta and near the South Carolina border, was tempted to take the exit marked “Toccoa.” That’s the town where my dad, a

October was a busy and fulfilling month for yours truly. In those thirty-one days I managed to: perform a wedding ceremony, attend the Roots’n’Blues music festival, visit my grandmother in

The yard sign was prominent in many of the yards in the neighborhood we visited this past weekend – “Peter for President” it said in big, bold navy letters with

“Here come your Southern Booooone EAGLES!” I was so excited to be in the press box last Friday night, playing the role of public address announcer for the district playoff

I came to the realization this past week that I could write a column in which a chief of police, an emergency room nurse and a primary school teacher could