You could say that it all depends on how you define "lie." Or, perhaps, that it's hell to have a public record.
Before Tuesday, getting the city of Starkville to join the industrial development game had been sort of like bathing a cat: You can do it, but you're going to get scratched up a bit.
It was not enough just to kill Sam Hose. No, they had to make souvenirs out of him.
It is only 150 miles from Phoenix to Flagstaff, yet the difference between the two Arizona cities is striking.
Numbers are how one keeps score. Those who engage in any competitive endeavor -- business, sports, even weight loss -- seek numbers to tell them how well they're doing and how much better than how many other people.
"It's a suicide mission," said the Republican Party Chairman.
'Tis the season for creeping vines waiting to bring forth untold misery to the gentle gardener.
The Delta, home of the blues, can capitalize on music tourism. The new Grammy Museum in Cleveland is a big step in that direction.
A woman in our group wonders aloud if the birds were singing when the air was filled with ash. I walk over to the fence and balance my recorder on the rusting strands of barbed wire.
There are arguably two examples of successful economic development park projects in Starkville.
Andrew Jackson, anyone? How about a new Trail of Tears? Let's go back to the 1830s, unruly times that tried our souls. Mob rage and violence rose to a peak, anger spilling over Southern slavery.
Although there are some movies that capture the essence of what it means to be a newspaper journalist, no film has managed to capture the day-to-day reality of the job.
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