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The colors of war

The colors of war

The colors of war

There is a multiawarded country song, written by Jamey Johnson and Bill Anderson, with a line about two soldiers in World War II in a blackand- white photo: “You can’t see what those shades of gray keep covered; You should have seen it in color.
Survey says high marks for Georgia cities

Survey says high marks for Georgia cities

Survey says high marks for Georgia cities

I get a lot of mail. Some of it is my fault. Strong opinions begat strong reaction. Humor-impaired wingnuts on both ends of the political spectrum are convinced I am on the end opposite their ideological purity.To them, I am either a “DemoRat” or a “RITNO” (Republican in Trump’s Name Only.
When a landmark died

When a landmark died

When a landmark died

Perhaps, it is the older we get, the more it hurts.Or perhaps it is the more sentimental we get, the more it hurts.Growing up, we rarely ate out. We were rural country people so my parents counted pennies to have enough for taxes, electricity and the few groceries we bought.
Taking another look at Sonny Perdue

Taking another look at Sonny Perdue

Taking another look at Sonny Perdue

In this job, you need a strong digestive system.Chances are that somewhere along the line, you might be eating a little crow for past opinions.Not that it has kept him awake at night, but I haven’t been particularly kind to George Ervin Perdue, aka, Sonny, in the past.
The frying pan

The frying pan

The frying pan

When brides stopped registering for china and crystal, making it less fun to shop for wedding gifts as well as much harder, I just started looking around my kitchen at what items I use the most.
Mining proponents still try to sell bad idea

Mining proponents still try to sell bad idea

Mining proponents still try to sell bad idea

One of my favorite quotes comes from the late Milwaukee Braves slugger Joe Adcock, who observed of his teammate Henry Aaron: “Trying to sneak a fastball by Hank Aaron is like trying to sneak a sunrise by a rooster.
The mother who was but wasn’t

The mother who was but wasn’t

The mother who was but wasn’t

She loved me so much.Often, she’d tell stories of my childhood and always begin with, “You were the cutest little thing I ever seen.”Her favorite story to tell happened when I was three. “Your Mama always dressed you like a little doll. I ain’t never saw nothin’ like it.