I have been enjoying taking photographs at the butterfly garden on the Columbus Riverwalk. While the main attractions are the butterflies, hummingbirds and the beauty of the flowers, there is another story within the garden.
"Oh the places you'll go! There is fun to be done! There are points to be scored. There are games to be won. And the magical things you can do with that ball will make you the winning-est winner of all." Dr. Seuss, Oh, The Places You'll Go! Thanks to a soccer-playing granddaughter I have a new Tuesday/Thursday afternoon ritual.
Misleading or useful? That's the question surrounding the updated College Scorecard website published by the U.S. Department of Education. (See collegescorecard.ed.gov)
ROLLING FORK -- The chosen theme for this year's National Newspaper Week is "Power of the Press," and that power, it seems to me, is a very relative thing. Everybody understands the power of, say, The New York Times or The Washington Post, but probably less recognized and appreciated is the power of the Deer Creek Pilot and the thousands of other small, community newspapers just like it all across the land.
In "Lonesome Dove," the cowboys crest a hill and see a gentle valley with ample timber, grazing and water. "This will do," is how they end their months-long cattle drive. They had found a place to settle down, seek prosperity. In 2015, they'd need to know more -- a lot more.
In the days when we were colleagues in the Mississippi Press Association, I learned quickly that Patsy Speights was a substantial, formidable woman and a truly great small town newspaper editor.
Just when you think you can't take the summer heat one moment longer, it's fall. Momma always said fall was her most favorite season.
I have often written about the many people who have lived in the Columbus, Starkville, West Point area and left their footprints across history or the arts.
"Now, that's somebody y'all need to do a story on." Mike Perkerson was standing behind the counter of his family's hardware store on Military Road. He was nodding in the direction of a man outside his front door standing next to a motorized bicycle.
I have on good authority a moratorium prohibiting the building of new apartments was going to be on the agenda of the Board of Aldermen.
The November vote on Initiative 42 is days away.
For about an hour-and-a-half on Wednesday, it was both the best restaurant and the best classroom in town.
Behind my house on the Rebel Drive cul-de-sac is an old graveyard of several acres. Its ownership is unclear.
The swarming ruby-throated hummingbirds are declining at the feeders.
A couple of months ago Berkley Hudson, an old friend, was in town and called. He wanted to get together and walk through Columbus' Friendship Cemetery exchanging stories of the people buried there.
After several unsuccessful tries to reach him by phone, I caught up with Dick Mahoney in his wife's beauty shop Friday morning. Dick is a baseball fan par excellence ... of the Red Sox variety. I figured he, if anyone in these parts, would have had contact with the recently departed and much beloved New York Yankees catcher, coach and sage, Lawrence Peter Berra.
The fourth annual Possum Town Storytelling Festival begins this evening, with seven events over four days, concluding Sunday afternoon.
Three beautiful sights appeared before my eyes.
1. Ask Rufus: By the flow of the inland river LOCAL COLUMNS
2. Other editors: We must dispel stigma surrounding skilled jobs NATIONAL COLUMNS
3. Roses and thorns: 4-22-18 ROSES & THORNS
4. Partial to Home: Revisiting Highway 61 LOCAL COLUMNS