There are many harvest festivals around the world, but Thanksgiving as we know it is a unique American holiday.
The news lately has been filled with events and stories that strike fear into the hearts of the traveling public.
As we approach a holiday that celebrates the charity of a native people to a refugees fleeing persecution, we would do well to consider our response to the plight of another set of refugees in the aftermath of terrorist attacks that slaughtered 129 innocents in Paris on Nov. 13.
Some things just leave you speechless.
Sometimes events happen that are so horrific, so shocking that we find it difficult to process. The Paris terrorist attacks, which left 129 dead, many more injured, and the rest of the world unnerved, is the most recent example.
I am in my quiet spot on this earth today, but thinking only of another place, another country, a good friend.
The rains came down and the floods came up, and I did not complain. The kittens played on the porch to avoid wet grass on their feet, gardenia leaves brushing their faces, and dripping rain on their soft kitten fur.
Friday night I was asked to tell stories at a "lock-in" for the West Point Episcopal Church's youth group. I was reminded of how, with all the interest in Facebook, Twitter and other forms of social media, the passing down of oral traditions from generation to generation by story tellers is being lost.
A friend and I were talking about law enforcement the other day. "How many times have you been stopped and searched by the police?" J. asked. We're about the same age. "None, at least not since college," I said. "What about you?" "Four times," he said. He happens to be black, well educated and prominent in his community.
In Starkville, Highway 12 is our most active commercial corridor.
This week a college football team made history by threatening not to play a game. Fifty-two years ago, a college basketball team made history by playing one.
The positive aspect of the Initiative 42 vote, as backers said last week, is that it pushed public education funding into the limelight, if only for a moment.
The motivations are different, but the result is the same.
Last week, rounding the corner of the porch, I came face to face with a young deer lying in the grass, not 50 feet away. We stared; neither moved. She was lying at the edge of some trees, not hidden, even though the sun had been up for hours.
In early January of 2014, Jessica Austin boarded a KLM Royal Dutch Airlines jet in Washington D.C. and flew to Istanbul, Turkey. She knew no one in Istanbul. She did not have a place to stay, nor did she have a job waiting on her.
Veterans Day is the day set aside to honor the men and women who have served and are serving our county.
The Board of Aldermen of the City of Starkville held their last formal meeting in the old location this week.
Twenty or so years ago, 'privatize' became a big word. The trend had started slowly.
The attorney next to me was having a conversation with his assistant. I listened.
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