This past summer I travelled back home to attend the 50th year reunion of the class of 1964 of St Mary's High in Annapolis Md.
The game's on the line and the crowd noise is deafening. Snapper and holder do their part, as a lonely placekicker steps forward, into, and through the ball. Amid cheers and groans, defenders leap with joy and the kicker hangs his head. The football falls harmlessly left of target. The victors storm the field.
In 1983, I was the pharmacy director at a 124 bed hospital in Gainesville, GA. The for-profit hospital was owned by Hospital Corporation of America (HCA) and they assigned me to be the pharmacy representative on a national committee to predict what the hospital of 2000 would look like. The group was composed of members from hospitals across the United States and had one representative from each department in the typical hospital. With the recent news of Newton Medical Center looking for an equity partner, I thought back to some of the predictions from thirty-one years ago. I can only ...
America stands on the very brink of collapse and I believe the indications are such that if she doesn't collapse in my lifetime, she will in my son's. If that scares you, it should. America is in trouble such as she has never experienced in her history and it is trouble of our own making.
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In Friday's paper, we ran a story about the "tyrant" geese of Covington; if you missed it, you can read it at covnews.com.
Animal activists in June praised the decision by the director of the National Institutes of Health to retire 300 of this country's 360 chimpanzees used for medical research to sanctuaries in the next few years.
We were more than pleased and proud to learn that one of Newton County's own, the late superintendent of schools and the founder of the 4-H movement George Claud Adams, is to be inducted Sept. 20 into the Georgia Agricultural Hall of Fame.
This past month has been eventful and unusual.
This is a story about heroes - good people doing good things. The cast of characters in this performance shares one thing in common: They are strangers to one another.
My sister is having some renovations done to her house and is momentarily out of bathrooms. So she has been staying with me intermittently.
I overheard something funny as I was munching on a sweet snack last month. I didn't catch much of the conversation, but I did hear, "I need hot fudge." I thought it was hilarious.
Another week, another controversy in official Washington.
Last week, a federal judge ordered Health and Human Services Secretary Kathleen Sebelius to allow 10-year-old Sarah Murnaghan, who suffers from cystic fibrosis, to be moved to the adult lung transplant list. She then got her potentially lifesaving transplant.
My favorite memory of my father isn't a memory at all - or, at least it's not mine. It's a tale told years ago by his older sister about Dad's first day at elementary school in the south Georgia town where they were born.
Attention, Newton County mothers and your adult daughters: When you're out and about shopping, picking out spring plants for your garden, or maybe enjoying lunch and a little family gossip, do not be alarmed if you notice me lurking about. I have neither sinister nor larcenous intent.
Spring is here, and after we sailed past Good Friday and the risk of frost, it is now planting time! I've bought seeds and pots and I'm ready to plant something.
During the last county commissioner's retreat, I submitted a proposal regarding the discharge of firearms in high-density areas. After careful research, we asked the county to allow us to return to the guidelines established prior to the 2006 version of the county ordinance governing this matter.
The Georgia House of Representatives has passed an ethics reform bill and has sent it on its way to the state Senate for its consideration and action. But don't get out the confetti just yet. What one body sees as true ethics reform, the other sees as a desultory effort to curb the power and influence of those lizard-loafered lobbyists skulking the halls of the Gold Dome. We the Unwashed? We are caught in the middle, as usual.
Last weekend was my husband's birthday. We won't say which one. My out-of-town daughter, son-in-law and grandchildren were here to help my local grandchildren and family celebrate.