I commend our state Legislature for several things: Finally ending the election of school supervisors, balancing the budget, expanding charter schools, and repealing the franchise tax.
In 1980, a silly movie, "Airplane," was released. In one scene a passenger loses her composure. The other passengers line up. Each one more aggressively tries to slap her back to her senses.
Bless their hearts. They did the best they could. After taking care of themselves, political promises, and lobbyists, there just wasn't much Republican legislators, with their new super-majority in the House and Senate, could do to take care of Mississippi's real needs.
Sam power-washed the back porch along with the Adirondack chairs. I beat the rugs and fluffed the cushions.
I have written several times about the expedition of Spanish explorer Hernando de Soto's travels through our area 475 years ago and his encounters with the Chickasaws and other Indian nations.
Each January, the Mississippi Legislature convenes in Jackson and collectively loses its mind for a few months. The session ends in April - and not a nanosecond too soon - giving Mississippians a couple of months to contemplate the impending carnage that will ensue on July 1, when the new laws go into effect.
About four years ago a friend visiting from the North rode with me to a rural church outside of Caledonia to photograph the tombstone for a woman's leg. The woman had the leg removed for medical reasons, and, perhaps thinking it would be useful later, had it buried next to the spot her remains would eventually (and now) inhabit. Her husband's grave neighbored her on the other side.
It's official. We are not going to get any help from the Legislature on the renovation of the Starkville police department building.
The 2016 Mississippi legislative session ended this morning.
Although he is careful not to call himself a Republican -- as a journalist, he maintains that party associations are the enemy of objectivity -- there is little doubt that Wyatt Emmerich is a fiscal conservative through and through.
In May 2010, Chris Epps was at the pinnacle.
When Tess and I bought a house near downtown Columbus, I can't say we weren't warned.
The email was sent. It read, "I'm upgrading my computer to Windows 10. If you don't hear from me, you'll know I was unsuccessful."
We are now in the midst of turkey hunting season.
Last weekend I attended the funeral of a dear friend who died after an almost two-year battle with pancreatic cancer. Though not a religious man, Bob's funeral was held in a Catholic church in a scruffy section of Syracuse.
A rose to the city of Columbus and its police department for continued efforts to make sure body cameras worn by officers are used in a way that protects both the officers and citizens alike.
There must be a national recognition week or month for every group known to civilized man. This week is no different for it is National Library Week.
At noon Wednesday, a half hour into a student sit-in on the front steps of Lee Hall, a small group of reporters were led through a side entrance and up to the fourth floor of the beautifully-renovated old building where the office of Mississippi State University President Dr. Mark Keenum is located.
I have an ongoing argument with a family member who claims that since the invention of the Internet, libraries have become obsolete.
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