Boston native Dick Mahoney has stories to share. The retired chemical engineer and baseball writer played semi-pro ball. He also managed and played in the Roy Hobbs Adult Baseball League. Along the way, he met greats like Ted Williams, Nolan Ryan and Yogi Berra and gained entrance to the Boston Red Sox's inner circle.
Once upon a time we were the "good guys." That is what we were taught, and that is what we believed. This country stood for "truth, justice and the American way." I suppose we saw ourselves as Superman, standing on a mountain top, hands on hips, chest inflated, scanning the horizon for wrongs to right.
"No ma'am," I replied, "we don't live at Elm Lake; that's where they have the golf course and cement swimming ponds. We live in 'the' Prairie."
Once upon a time I told stories, much like Mother Goose, only in a myriad of costumes from a butterfly attending the "butterfly ball" to a cumbersome Myrtle the Turtle. Besides the Starkville Public Library, I adopted a county school and became the "homeroom mother" to a class of third graders.
Columbus native Joe Shelton remembers hearing his elders saying, "The older I get, the better I was." "But I never fully appreciated the sentiment until I reached that 'elder' plateau myself," he says, smiling.
The Columbus-Lowndes Public Library has announced the donation of a letter written by Confederate President Jefferson Davis to Winfield H. Worthington of Columbus on July 14, 1877.
The Gordy Honors College Forum Series opens Thursday, Jan. 19, at 6 p.m. at Nissan Auditorium in Parkinson Hall on the campus of Mississippi University for Women. The Forum Series continues through April, presenting lectures, film and undergraduate research.
The morning brought frost and with it a doe out in the field. How does such a large and beautiful animal exist in the wild feeding on nuts, berries and leaves or scattered corn kernels? How powerful she looks; yet graceful, even dainty.
I don't know about you, but I'm glad the holidays are over. I always feel so out of control with my eating and inconsistent with my workouts for that period between Thanksgiving and New Year's Eve. New Year's, on the other hand, is my absolute favorite holiday. Time to brush off the dust of the previous year and usher in a fresh start, a new beginning.
The party's over. Or is it? We have finished with Christmas and New Year's celebrations. Hanukkah, Kwanza, the Winter Solstice, and even the Iowa caucus are behind us. The days are cold, and the sky is still too dark. This is the perfect time to hibernate a bit; time for a long nap.
I am frequently asked, "What is the oldest house in Columbus?" However, I would rather answer, "What is the most interesting building in Columbus?" When it comes to the architectural history of Columbus, I have two friends who are the experts and on whom I normally rely for the best information.
It's Christmas all around the world, or at least all around my world. I went all out this year with my decorations, and can you believe it, not one single casualty yet caused by a Great Dane named Naomi.
Football! Football! Football! For those who love that sport, this time of year is a feast. There are games on one channel or another every day of the week. College, professional and even high school matches have been at our fingertips.
The lawyer laughed and talked about getting apples and oranges for Christmas; he agreed everything tasted better back then. Two gentlemen came into the courthouse; one was a lawyer and the other his buddy. While looking over some land deeds, they started talking about Christmases past.
On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: a subscription to my favorite beauty magazine. On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: two new fragrances (one for day and another seductive scent for evening) and a subscription to my favorite beauty magazine.
The English language is alive. It is constantly changing, adding words, shifting meanings. Like a pre-pubescent child, it can be clumsy or unexpectedly lovely.
Terrible things seem to occur in terrible weather. Monday was a night plucked from an Alfred Hitchcock film. Temperatures hovered in the mid-30s; an icy rain splattered the streets, and the too-early dark made Columbus feel like she was wearing a shroud.
Santa is busy this holiday packing up the sleigh with bags of toys and gifts for all those on the "Nice" list. Sometimes I wonder how the jolly ole fellow gets it all done in the nick of time. Well, he has all of his little elves, Mrs. Claus, and even Rudolph to help him pull off Christmas without a hitch, so I thought I would round up a few beauty elves of my own for some tips on adding sparkle to the holiday face. Sit up, pay attention, and listen to the pros from some of your favorite brands
We have heard much about the "Occupy" movement. It began with "Occupy Wall Street" and spread across the country. (There is even a demonstration in Canada.) I am not going to waste my valuable soapbox space to list them all. However, this is primarily an American phenomenon.
Annus mirabilis is Latin for "year of wonders." It is most recognized as the title of a poem by John Dryden about the miraculous year of 1666. However, there was also such a memorable year in the history of Mississippi. It was the year 1811.