“Every time I walked on the street, someone would ask when was I going to put the band back together,” says orchestra leader Gill Harris of Columbus. The time finally seemed right.
Something just wasn’t right about that Sunday back in February 1971. It was too warm and humid for a winter day. I was home in Rolling Fork for a weekend getaway from school and a taste of Mama’s home cooking.
Inspirational gospel artist Janet Paschal is often hailed as one of Christian music’s most soulfully versatile voices. The Christian Music Hall of Fame’s nominee for 2010 Entertainer of the Year will be in Columbus Tuesday, headlining the Columbus Christian Center’s ninth annual Ladies Banquet at Trotter Convention Center at 6:30 p.m.
A few days ago I was asked: “Why in the world would they want to name the new Columbus soccer complex Tan Yard Park?” Historically there is a very good reason for that name.
For centuries, philosophers have pondered the question — is there life after Pilgrimage? Yes, the pilgrims have moved on. They probably imagine that Columbus quickly converts to a sleepy village, only to awaken next spring when the travelers return.
When invited recently to be a guest lecturer on beauty and style for an upcoming event, I rolled up my shirt sleeves and dove into the notes from classes, workshops and seminars that chronicle my past 18 years as a student of beauty in some of the most glamorous cities around the country.
I woke up one morning thinking about Sue. There wasn’t anything Sue couldn’t do, except beat cancer. She was the epitome of the “earth mother.” She made everything from scratch, organically. She organized food co-operatives: “Apple Blossom,” another “Milk and Honey,” one beautiful; one basic. Every Tuesday her garage was filled with brown paper bags. Women came to retrieve their weekly rations, the click click from the high heels of the bank teller to the soft padded steps of the soccer mom.
Angels are all around us. They flutter in stained glass windows, of course, and in cemeteries, but little ones shoot arrows into hearts, especially around Valentine’s Day, and they show up in movies like “It’s a Wonderful Life” or “Wings of Desire.” Something like 70 percent of Americans believe in real angels, not just the one shown in art, and they believe that angels are busy doing things and helping us along.
The whir of drills and pounding of hammers punctuate the air at historic St. Paul’s Episcopal Church in Columbus these days. But the resilient Episcopal Church Women group isn’t letting the extensive months-long renovation under way deter them from organizing the annual Eight O’May fundraiser May 7.
It could be the concrete gargoyles protectively flanking the property entrance, or the sign declaring you’re entering Thompsonville, but one gets the feeling Killer Thompson isn’t your average Joe. But then, for a longtime corporate president with a name like Killer, that may be a foregone conclusion.
Ladies, pick up your hammers. The Columbus-Lowndes Habitat for Humanity and Lowe’s are holding a Women Build event in Columbus Tuesday, May 4, from 8 a.m. to 4 p.m.
Students of two Mississippi University for Women voice teachers won prizes in a singing competition held April 16 and 17 at Delta State University in Cleveland.
With vocals ranging from a “melancholic whisper to a full-blown juke joint holler” and piano chops to cry for, Eden Brent melds jazz, blues, boogie woogie and soul into a singular earthy blend.
Playwriting is a unique discipline. It gives a writer the hope of having his or her words realized by others — literally putting words into the hands of directors and the mouths of actors. It’s a truly collaborative art form, and one the Mississippi Theatre Association Festival proudly promotes.
Recent TV ads informed me that Ringling Brothers-Barnum and Bailey Circus was performing in Tupelo. I remembered the last time I went to a local circus, when our children were small. I vowed I’d never, never, no never, go again.
Shampoo. Rinse. Repeat. It might seem trivial to explore shampoo, to dive deeper into such a staple in the daily routines of sanitary personal care, but with all the shampoos on the shelves today, I deem it essential to elaborate on the subject.
Good news and bad news at the Bardwell’s. The bilge pump stopped working on the fishing boat, and that was the good news. Working on the pump revealed the boat was taking on water, a lot of water, maybe 20 gallons or so. That was the bad news. Sam emptied the water and looked for the breach.
“Bridge” is a versatile word, a chameleon. It can be a noun, or a verb, or even a complicated card game.
For Eva Evans of Columbus, the past year has too often been a deep and dark place. Even when, to all outward appearances, she was holding up well. On May 6, 2009, she lost Ean, her husband of 24 years.
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