"This whole week," said President Obama, "I've been reflecting on this idea of grace."
In the Norman Rockwell version of America we carry around in our heads, the paperboy lives forever.
There's no reason under the sun the ducks should have survived this long, but there they are, waddling as fast as they can toward the house.
If anyone should be feeling an overwhelming sense of Groundhog Day this presidential election, c'est moi.
We should seize the moment. As the only state in the union that incorporates the Confederate battle flag in its state flag, we signal to the rest of the world allegiance to a cause a large portion of our population associates with enslavement and oppression.
Sunday's paper held many well-reasoned letters concerning the "Confederate battle flag."
One stereotype we Southerners love to hear praises our collective gentility. We open doors for ladies. We say yes ma'am and no sir.
Once again the question of Mississippi's flag has reared an ugly head.
Although I find many of your political cartoons, mostly taken from the Atlanta Constitution, objectionable and divisive, I find the one from June 25 to reach a new low.
A rose to the anonymous person who treated local law enforcement to a catfish meal Thursday at Graham Camphouse during a Law Enforcement Appreciation Day. The gesture comes at a time when law enforcement has been portrayed in a negative light around the nation -- deservedly so, in many cases.
I had ancestors who fought and died in the Civil War. I am proud of the Confederate blood in my veins.
The recent article, "A Northern Perspective," by one of your reporters prompted me to respond to his comments about the South in general, and in particular his take on the mindset of the Southerner concerning his Civil War heritage and the ambivalence of the Northerner concerning his own.
Mississippi needs a new flag. This is not because it is politically correct to do so but because it is just plain, flat-out correct to do so.
By all appearances Friday morning, as thousands lined the street waiting (and wilting) for hours in 90-degree heat to enter the funeral arena where President Obama was to deliver a eulogy for state Sen. Clementa C. Pinckney, racial unity seemed a comfortable fact of life.
"I will never be able to hold her again, but I forgive you."
I grew up in cemeteries. They were part of our education, recreation and, too often, conversation.
By her own admission, Renee Sanders might have seemed like an odd choice to replace Leslie Peel at the United Way of Lowndes County's Volunteer Center Director.
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