I must confess: I know nothing of football. Mama and I would often wait until Daddy, my three older brothers and Uncle Wayne got consumed with the surround sound of our family TV and then disappear into the sanctity of her light blue ceramic bathroom.
Thursday afternoon while eating Indian food, I thought about Leo Spatz. A bit of history: A native of Germany, Leo came to Columbus in 1935 to manage the restaurant and coffee shop of the Gilmer Hotel, a four-story, Civil-War era brick building where the Gilmer Inn is now. Leo's father ran the kitchen and his wife Florence was hostess. For my mother's generation, the Gilmer was the fashionable place to go.
Dear Tom Perkins: I'm writing to apologize. I do this on behalf of the 99 percent of us who are not multimillionaires. You, of course, are, having made a pile as a venture capitalist and co-founder of the firm Kleiner Perkins Caufield & Byers.
President Obama's imaginary son is back in town, and this time he can't play football. Dad says so. And Mom probably would, too. On this point, we three could smoke a peace pipe.
My congressman has decided not to run for re-election. He's hardly unique in that respect: News accounts covering his decision describe his announcement as one more in a "wave" of retirements.
Earlier this week the Greater Starkville Development Partnership honored its members who have contributed to the community. A wide assortment of people and businesses were recognized for their volunteerism and altruism.
President Obama is correct in wanting to make higher education more affordable and accessible, but Americans would also be correct in wondering just what they're paying for.
In the wake of the President's State of the Union address the nation's economy has become the most discussed and debated issue facing our nation today.
So the economy, it turns out, is better than it's been since Barack Obama took office. We are better off today than we were five years ago. Who knew?
Tuesday morning I turned on the radio and was greeted by the news of Pete Seeger's death. "Impossible," I thought, stunned.
There are some things we can all agree on and one of them is the weather over the past few days: It's been cold, very cold by Mississippi standards.
It is a celebration that has never really established itself. It wasn't even held last year on account of bad weather, something that had plagued the event for more than one of its six previous years. The recent celebrations weren't even held at the venue it intended to commemorate.
"The not so Golden State" is how a recent issue of The Economist magazine tags California's business climate. It's the latest in a trove of conservative literature trying to dance around the fact that high-tax, highly regulated, bureaucratic states can be economic powerhouses. The writers deal with the "problem" by burying reality under a pile of "buts" and "howevers."
Thanks for the item in Sunday's Dispatch; I do agree to keeping leaders of the Legislature and state offices, as well as local offices, accountable.
There is still no cure for the common cold. Medicine-sellers offer us lots of choices to calm the symptoms -- a spray for congestion, a pill for aches, a syrup to comfort the cough. But no elixir exists to stop a cold in its tracks.
My wildlife biologist brother spent some time with us over the holidays. Coming through the door, he said, "Being the creative type, I saw something that you might want, but you have to tell me right now so I can go get it."
It's Super bowl time and conversations turn to professional football. While Mississippi has never had an NFL team, there have been pro football teams from minor or indoor leagues.
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