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Birney Imes: White-tailed deer 101

Posted 2/21/2015 in Local Columns

About two winters ago while riding alone in the rain in an ATV, I surprised two deer bedded down in a thicket of scrubby trees. Once rousted, the deer sprinted alongside me for four or five seconds before veering off and vanishing into nearby woods. It happened so suddenly and was over so quickly, I was left wondering if it had happened at all.

 

Birney Imes: David Carr's grand caper

Posted 2/14/2015 in Local Columns

Media personas were prominent in the news this past week. NBC News anchor Brian Williams' career went up in flames; former 60 Minutes correspondent Bob Simon was killed in a car crash in New York City; Jon Stewart announced plans to leave The Daily Show and Thursday night New York Times media critic David Carr collapsed in his paper's newsroom and shortly after was pronounced dead.

 

Birney Imes: Quest for part leads to uncommon kindness

Posted 2/7/2015 in Local Columns

Some months ago the hot water control in our shower cracked and started spraying hot water into the tub and onto the legs of unsuspecting bathers. Really hot water. We've adapted by draping a washcloth over it to deflect the hot water, but every now and then it slips down and you get a sudden jolt.

 

Birney Imes: And the bride wore ... a parachute?

Posted 1/31/2015 in Local Columns

"Did your mother use these much?" I asked my wife. I was washing dishes after a meal served on her mother's wedding china. "Hardly ever," Beth replied. "They didn't have much to choose from back then," she said, by way of explaining the pattern. And then, to make her point: "She got married in a dress made from a parachute."

 

Birney Imes: Downtown

Posted 1/17/2015 in Local Columns

A team from Public Broadcasting System was in town most of last week doing a segment on Main Street for PBS's NewsHour. The piece is not on Main Street in the literal sense, but Main Street as a euphemism for small-town America.

 

Birney Imes: Under the night sky

Posted 1/10/2015 in Local Columns

More than one person said they thought UFOs were descending on Columbus Thursday night when they saw the Chinese lanterns wafting their way north along Highway 45.

 

Birney Imes: Hello, 2015

Posted 1/3/2015 in Local Columns

Whew, that was quick. Another year gone. Resolved for '15: to be kinder and more patient. As we age, we trend toward kindness. So says the writer George Saunders. Here's an excerpt from a convocation speech he gave to the class of 2013 at Syracuse University where he teaches:

 

Birney Imes: Magnolia Bowl on Christmas morning

Posted 12/27/2014 in Local Columns

The presents had been opened and the grown-ups were sitting around talking in the easy afterglow of a Christmas morning. An uncle was absorbed by a modern-day version of a Tinkertoy set and an aunt was helping a niece come to grips with a pair of sparkly gloves that can freeze people. A couple of us stepped outside with one of the kids, who wanted to show off the scooter Santa had brought.

 

Birney Imes: A Christmastime ramble

Posted 12/20/2014 in Local Columns

While dining out with friends Friday evening, the husband let it be known he would like to have a Corvette. We're about the same age, well past the mid-life crisis marker. It's not a crisis if it's something you've always wanted, I suppose.

 

Birney Imes: Kendall Graveman takes the mound

Posted 12/6/2014 in Local Columns

If Kendall Graveman's baseball career continues its present trajectory, he's going to turn at least one cliche on its ear. Nice guys can do just fine in the Majors, thank you.

 

Birney Imes: 50 years on the campaign trail

Posted 11/29/2014 in Local Columns

Friday afternoon Adrine Younger welcomed me into her tidy kitchen and offered me a glass of tea and a piece of Italian cream cake. The grandmother and widowed mother of five lives in a pleasant one-story farmhouse about a mile down a gravel road that bears the family name. I had come to talk politics.

 

Birney Imes: Coffee run evokes memories of days past

Posted 11/22/2014 in Local Columns

Friday morning started out with a small crisis. We were out of coffee and I had a gathering to attend before 7. The downtown shop I frequent doesn't open until 7:30, so I headed out 45 for a national coffee chain that takes its name from a character in Moby Dick. (The company, I learned on the Internet, was almost named for the whaling ship in the story, Pequod.)

 

Birney Imes: Trees from acorns

Posted 11/15/2014 in Local Columns

In 1953 the French writer Jean Giono published a thin volume, titled, "The Man Who Planted Trees." The story's narrator, hiking alone in the south of France, comes upon a desolate, treeless valley covered in wild lavender. The year is 1910.

 

Birney Imes: Carry me home

Posted 11/1/2014 in Local Columns

A good tonic for the weekend: Have Friday lunch with two or three friends who enjoy laughing with each other. Sounds easy enough. The morning of, a friend sends an email: "So and so and I are going to be at such and such restaurant at 11:45. Be there." I was a little late for the gathering having gone to hear Kate Sweeney at the Rosenzweig talk about a favorite subject, cemeteries.

 

Birney Imes: Building bridges of hope

Posted 10/25/2014 in Local Columns

Are you a teen mother and trying to find job and a place of your own to live? Homeless and needing a place to get out of the cold? Glenda Buckhalter could be your new best friend.

 

Birney Imes: Watching the Bulldogs from afar

Posted 10/12/2014 in Local Columns

Seems a little odd to be sitting in the living room of friends on the other side of the country watching a football game in Starkville. Nice to see we're getting rain -- it's cool and clear here -- but better if it would wait.

 

Birney Imes: National Newspaper Week

Posted 10/4/2014 in Local Columns

Maybe this has happened to you. You drive past a stand of trees in a field or down a particular city street -- you've been going that way for years -- and then one afternoon after a late afternoon rainstorm the warm light and clean air transforms the familiar into something magical and almost unrecognizable. It's like being reintroduced to a person or place you haven't seen in a long time. Happened to me recently.

 

Birney Imes: The moon winx at Glenn House

Posted 9/20/2014 in Local Columns

Sunday afternoon, a week ago, the idea entered my head I should ride over to Gordo and look in on Glenn House and Kathy Fetters.

 

Birney Imes: Childhood

Posted 9/13/2014 in Local Columns

It was Hemingway, I think, who said the best early training for a writer is an unhappy childhood. While I expect there is some truth to Papa's observation, it is not the training regimen any of us would choose for ourselves or our offspring.

 

Partial to Home: Baseball, anyone?

Posted 8/31/2014 in Local Columns

When our almost 8-year-old grandson, Benjamin, announces he's ready to go to Dudy Noble, he initiates a time-honored sequence of events. He goes and gets a metal bat and a small cloth bag containing six to 10 worn-out tennis balls, and I begin looking for my shoes.

 

 

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