It is the little twist and turns of history which makes it so interesting to delve into. A week ago I wrote of the search for lost Civil War graves in Columbus' Friendship Cemetery. Surprising as it may seem, that story may be tied to the current fad of pumpkin spice.
Not that I am counting the days or anything, but I walked away from one of my oldest relationships 142 days ago. While my friends can't stop slapping me on the back for the break-up -- they said they knew all along ours was a toxic relationship - I confess that I'm feeling a bit guilty about it and I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss it.
I've had some tragic news making each day stretch out like a month. I ordered a winter dress and it has not arrived. It's 79 degrees and I cannot wear the dress, but surely, I could have shorn a sheep by now. At the same time, my hair appointment is due; surely, I was just there. Basically, I am just irritable because I have lost my too-young friends to eternity.
Saturday, a week ago, on the way home from a graveside service at Friendship, I drove through Trash Alley where a garage sale and fish fry were in progress. Thinking some levity might be a nice follow-up to what had been a solemn event, I rolled the window down and asked what was cooking. Fish and chicken.
This past four days have been both fun and fascinating. Last Wednesday, the project to locate lost Civil War graves of Union soldiers in Columbus' Friendship Cemetery cranked up.
Newspapers are businesses like no other. While other employers contribute to community life, newspapers, when operating at their best, are centers for community conversation and drive the quality of community life.
The rains came, filling the lakes and greening the grass again. The temperatures dropped 10 degrees, making the days more pleasant. We seem to be grass cutting and bush-hogging later into the year. Sam tucks away the tractor and the lawnmower for the season, only to pull it out again. "Maybe one more cut," he says.
The characteristic that probably best defined Bob McIntyre was his willingness to help others. Plenty of other adjectives apply: He was smart, kind, curious and very funny. People loved him. The goodness in him was plain to see.
This week a project will commence to try and locate lost graves of Union soldiers who were buried in Friendship Cemetery in Columbus during the Civil War.
Millsaps College, in cooperation with Chism Strategies, released the finds from its latest quarterly poll of Mississippi voters this week and the results show some intriguing views as Mississippians go to vote next month and next year.
Unbeknownst to my media colleagues, the nominal Republicans on Mississippi's Nov. 6 special election ballot have already debated.
HONEOYE, NEW YORK -- This time of the year the roadways of rural New York are littered with apples. You see them everywhere. Trees heavy with fruit line hillside orchards; a dozen unkempt trees stand in high grass beside a sagging farmhouse; a single gnarled tree in a hedgerow stands forgotten, its meager crop equally gnarly and forgotten, unnoticed except for the birds and worms.
Several people have asked about the cats, Harry and Wilhelmina, since last week when I described searching for them in the dark. Hide and Seek is a game we play most nights. I'll find Harry peeking around a tree, hiding. Harry is mischievous like that.
Tuesday, as a part of a four-stop tour in north Mississippi, Secretary of State Delbert Hosemann spoke to an assembly of high school seniors at Columbus High School and New Hope High School.
To me life is just a drop of water on a floating lotus leaf.
We are living in the midst of extraordinary human progress - the greatest progress in the history of humanity. And we're just getting started.
Mississippi could use more leaders like Commissioner of Public Safety Marshall Fisher. He says what he thinks, does what he says he is going to do.
The moon was at the half as I wandered around the yard with a flashlight attempting to gather in the two-year old kittens. Wilhelmina can usually be found reclining on the picnic table, but not always.
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