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 Missing a couple of good mothers

Missing a couple of good mothers

Missing a couple of good mothers

It is not without a stab of pain that I, sometimes, drive past a spot where once stood a hometown restaurant. Nothing remains of it, other than a paved parking.
Wesley Walls

Wesley Walls

Wesley Walls

CHARLOTTE – With a population of 874,579 as proclaimed by the last census, the Queen City of Charlotte is the 16th most populous city in the U. S. but maintains a smalltown feel. Like Atlanta in the ’60s. There is traffic, but it is not debilitating.

Letters to the Editor

Dear Editor, Where do I start? I lie there in bed and all these thoughts race through my head and I know that sleep will not come until I get them on paper, perhaps. I see and I wonder “Does anyone else see or care about what is happening to this once sleepy little town we know as Milledgeville ?
Mountain quare, Southern eccentric

Mountain quare, Southern eccentric

Mountain quare, Southern eccentric

It has been duly noted here how odd are my ways or how my thinking doesn’t always line up with genuine logic. Any Southerner, born and bred, has charming degrees of eccentricity. In the Southern reach of the Appalachians, however, many of us have a heaping helping of oddness.
Talking politics with Skeeter Skates, Ryo Morning Coffee Club

Talking politics with Skeeter Skates, Ryo Morning Coffee Club

Talking politics with Skeeter Skates, Ryo Morning Coffee Club

It had been a while since I heard from Skeeter Skates and his colleagues at the Ryo Morning Coffee Club. That ended this week. In case you are new to these parts, Skeeter is the owner and operator of Skeeter Skates Tree Stump Removal and Plow Repair in Ryo, Georgia.
Three generations

Three generations

Three generations

TEMPE, Ariz. – Last weekend here in the Valley of the Sun, there was a gathering of three generations—grandfather, father, and son.
Everyone comes with a story

Everyone comes with a story

Everyone comes with a story

If your path has ever crossed with mine, if we have ever spent more than 10 minutes in conversation, or your mama ever stopped me in the grocery store, there is an excellent chance that you’re in a story. A stranger pulled up beside me on a sidewalk the other day.
The time is now!

The time is now!

The time is now!

Atlanta, Georgia, in many ways ahead of the game for decades, was the cradle of the American Civil Rights Movement, though it took more than gentle rocking to get the movement fully underway, as well as later keep those freedom fires burning.