Looking across the Tenn-Tom Waterway from the West Bank, we saw young men playing basketball. Farther down a small boy twirled a smaller girl on a swing. Sam and I reminisced about when we'd twirl ourselves dizzy and tumble to the ground while everyone fell out laughing.
Let's try screenwriting:
About 20 years ago, when the syndicate that represents this column was preparing to pitch it to newspaper editors, I was called in for a meeting with the sales staff and somebody asked me this question: "Are you liberal or are you conservative?"
I don't remember much about the day I became a United States citizen. Most likely, I was preoccupied with other things, like the concept of light, for example. My parents made a big deal of it, though. There was a little announcement published in the newspaper a few days later.
Late Friday afternoon, an old friend from New Mexico called, and I stayed too long on the phone. I'd scheduled an interview at 4:30 with a tomato grower of some repute, who lives near Caledonia. I was running late.
When it comes to guns, the Mississippi Constitution is a fortress for sacred rights. But, when it comes to reading bills, the Mississippi Constitution is a ridiculous antique.
The Wisconsin primary could be an axle-breaking speed bump on Donald Trump's road to the nomination.
Under the cherry blossoms that hang on the bough, a woman and a man are taking a long walk. Hillary Clinton and Bernie Sanders are full of bottled up feelings for this conversation about their future together.
Today is April Fool's Day. Perhaps by coincidence, it is also the first day of "Confederate Heritage Month" in Mississippi.
There are 40 remaining Saturdays in 2016, including tomorrow. Yet not all Saturdays are created equal.
In an effort to stay more informed, I have started listening to the audio version of the Economist magazine on my iPad while getting ready for work.
The Mississippi legislative session is drawing nigh to its merciful end. We will soon be subject to a new set of laws -- some good, some bad and, this being the Mississippi legislature, some patently stupid, even offensive.
It seems strange that so few of my fellow TV binge-watchers have submitted to the fascinating Norwegian political thriller, "Occupied." Friends, this is eight hours of your life you won't mind not getting back.
Nine years ago, during Delbert Hosemann's first campaign for Mississippi Secretary of State, the only thing that stuck with most Mississippians outside of Hosemann's hometown of Vicksburg was his unusual name.
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