Birney, in response to your column in Friday's Dispatch, I did what you suggested. I drove through Burns Bottom Friday night. It was about 10:30 p.m., long after the early evening storms blew through. I got out and walked in the bucolic, rain-cooled night air.
Soccer moms and dads, before itís too late ó and it might already be too late ó drive down to Burns Bottom. Thatís the area just down the hill from Riverhill Chevron, the gas station/convenience store operated by Sanders Oil. At the station, turn off Main Street and go down the hill in the direction of the Hitching Lot, site of the Farmersí Market.
Please print this in your paper. A friend of mine sent me an article that was in your paper a few weeks ago. It so shocked me that I must write you.
Mary Talent throws me our Commercial Dispatch each afternoon as I sit swinging in my great-grandaddyís old white swing on the front porch. We exchange, "Hey, how's it going, how are ya?í
Ever know anyone who when they make up their mind, itís all over? End of discussion. Donít confuse the issue with facts or logical arguments. Iíve made up my mind and thatís that.
Itís tough to decide who is happier ó me or the grandparents. Itís me, of course. Try being apart from your family for five months, a decision we made when I was hired by The Dispatch. I moved over, while Lee and the girls stayed behind to finish school in California.
Itís not every day one has the opportunity to take part in the launch of a new newspaper. Such was the case Monday when, after a three-month gestation, the first issue of The Starkville Dispatch became a reality shortly after 10 a.m.
On March 12, 1922, the occasion of the merger of Columbusí two papers into The Commercial Dispatch, publisher Birney Imes Sr. offered an editorial, much of it relevant today.
Dear Starkville, My wife Lindsey and I will forever remember Tuesday, June 2, 2009, as a special day. After months of work delivering a vision we believe in for Starkville, you, the people of this community, gave me the opportunity to represent you over the next four years as mayor. We are humbled by your support.
I wanted to take this opportunity to thank all of the voters and citizens of Columbus for your vote and support this past Tuesday, and for reelecting me to another 4-year term as your mayor.
With less than a month to go in office, Susan Mackay desperately wants to see the realization of one of her political goals, the siting of a recreation complex on the 156 acres of Army Corps of Engineers land adjacent to the Riverwalk and just south of Highway 82.
The recent and unfortunate murder of Dr. George Tiller, an abortionist, who provided late-term abortions in Wichita, Kansas, prompts the writing of this letter.
Tuesday nightís results in the Columbus city election raised a few eyebrows. Most thought Republican Jay Jordan would lose his Ward 5 council seat to Democrat Kabir Karriem. But more than a few were surprised that Republican Susan Mackay was unseated by Democrat Joseph Mickens in Ward 2.
Voters on Tuesday handed pink slips to two incumbents giving the Columbus City Council four new faces. In Ward 5 political activist and restaurant owner Kabir Karriem trounced Republican incumbent Jay Jordan with over 62 percent of the vote. Political newcomer Joseph Mickens ousted Susan Mackay in Ward 2 with a 52-percent margin.
If you live in the city of Columbus, Starkville or West Point, you have a right and a responsibility to fulfill tomorrow; that is to vote.
Columbus-Lowndes Development Link, West Point/Clay County Arts Council, Camgian Microsystems Corp., Wilford and Mary Patterson, Frank Phillips YMCA and the Columbus Kiwanis Club, and Holly Travis
Years ago one of our children had the good fortune to play summer baseball for Joe Dillon. In the 27 years he coached at Propst Park, Dillon became a legend among legends. Theyíve since named a field for him. When he coached our son, Dillon was at the helm of a crew of 11-12 year olds called ďThe Pats,Ē so named for Pat Patterson, the teamís sponsor.
A rose to Robert McAllister, who ďdedicated his lifeĒ to helping others and to his family members, many of whom were on hand Thursday, as the Columbus Air Force Base fire station was named in his honor.
I write this as a Roman Catholic Christian, a Roman Catholic Priest, and a citizen of the Columbus, Lowndes County community. Also, may I say that to my recollection, I have never written a public letter of a critical or condemning nature. I do not brag about that, but state it so that you are aware that I have no ax to grind or agenda to advance.
I appreciate the sentiments expressed in your May 21 editorial. The dialogue created by this incident, while at times painful, has been valuable both to the department and the community.
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