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
Second graders at Southern Boone Primary School are currently learning about the Constitution, our government, and what it means to be a citizen. I love having the opportunity to teach
I spent my formative years in the locker room as much as I did the chemistry classroom – PE classes, football teams and, most of all, wrestling teams. I never