Alone at the bar, I stared at three bites of hamburger and six or so french fries. Could I finish?
Child playing baseball breaks his leg. Mom needs a pacemaker. Dad has had a stroke and is on his way to the emergency room. Even the most conservative of conservatives won't say these people must have money or insurance -- or be turned away at the hospital door.
The Wall Street Journal headlined "A Delicious Prescription: Chefs and doctors are teaming up to create health food you might actually crave." Inheriting the "clipper" gene from our mother, my brother and I trade clipped newspaper articles, his from national newspapers on food, birds, nature and mine from the local sports pages on the Mississippi State Bulldogs.
This is a ballgame weekend. Professional baseball has just cranked up, basketball's Final Four started Saturday and college baseball is in full swing. But long forgotten is the story of how what may have been America's first professional ball team assemble at Columbus in 1829.
Monday morning, the news came of the sudden, stunning death of Mike Ritter. He had entered the hospital for surgery to repair a heart problem and died before the procedure could be performed. Mike, a brilliant editorial cartoonist, was 48 years old. These kinds of deaths, including the sudden passing of Columbus Police Department investigator Don English at age 58, are a not-so-subtle reminder of my own mortality. I am 54.
I confess that I do not understand littering. It is inconceivable to me that anyone thinks that it is quite acceptable to leave their garbage behind in locations that are clearly not garbage sites, such as parking lots, streets, sidewalks, and any other areas not intended to be a resting place for garbage.
Speaking before the Rotary Club of Jackson recently, Gov. Bryant addressed the issue of special tax incentives to lure big manufacturers to Mississippi.
It's spring -- plants and animals going nuts. Songbirds' hormones increase with day length, and most of the noise you hear is coming from males intent on finding a mate. In these parts a lot of that singing is from that storied species, the mockingbird.
The jean jacket label said Bangladesh. Prairie skirt made in the U.S.A. Old Navy jacket made in China, as was the Longleaf camo jacket, as was the Ralph Lauren skirt. Really? Ralph Lauren made in China? Ann Taylor -- Hong Kong; MSU baseball hat -- Taiwan R.O. C. Shoes were a mix of Brazil, Mexico and China.
After two states -- Washington and Colorado -- legalized recreational use of marijuana, people were heard saying, "That will never happen in Mississippi" or "Mississippi will be the last state to do that." Well, maybe. Maybe not.
The roots of the Columbus Pilgrimage run deep within our community. In 1939, T.C. Billups decided to act on the success of Natchez and other Southern towns in using a spring pilgrimage to attract tourists and promote community development.
Friday afternoon at 6:30 I was standing in front of Shattuck Hall on The W campus watching honeybees fly in and out of a Corinthian column.
Unlike a good number of my friends and acquaintances, I truly enjoyed my law school classes. My plan when I graduated from Mississippi State University was to go to law school at Ole Miss. I had been accepted and scheduled to start classes there when the Navy made me an offer I couldn't refuse.
Parents should take a page from Mary Tuggle's book on how to instill in children a work ethic. Two weeks ago, I, along with other members of the Noxubee Garden Club, sat mesmerized listening to Mary and Katherine Hewlett tell the story of Palmer Home.
Oops. Sheriffs read the bill. So did some prosecutors. Together, they took the wind out of the sails of corrections legislation as it reached Gov. Phil Bryant's desk.
The caller said, "I read in the paper that you wanted a rabbit."
This past week has been a most interesting one. I had the pleasure of having four houseguests who are working on a historic sites study for the Choctaw and Chickasaw Nations of Oklahoma.
Kenny Lang, who pedals his bicycle around Southside relentlessly and who could do voice-overs for Disney's "Song of the South," was watering his garden on Thursday, the first day of spring. Kenny is cultivating a sliver of earth near the intersection of South Fifth Street and 16th Avenue. He was using two plastic soft drink bottles to sprinkle his Georgia collards, kale and onions.
What do we mean by Sunshine Week, anyway? Sunshine is refers to lighting up the inner workings of government. Who knew?
It has been 41 years since the landmark Supreme Court Roe v. Wade ruling that barred states from outlawing abortion.
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