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David Creel: Your rights, their rights, my rights -- and what is right

Posted 6/18/2016 in Local Columns

I am not sure that I have anything new to say about the horrific crimes against humanity committed in Orlando, but I feel compelled to say something, anything really, that keeps the conversation going, that pays respect to the memory of those who lost their lives, that offers solace to their families and friends, and that calls us all to own our part in the open warfare being waged in our cities and towns.


Being Beautiful: A Tale of Two Rivers: Mississippi to Rio Grande

Posted 6/11/2016 in Columns

"It's Colorado rocky mountain high. I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky." I have heard this lyric by the late John Denver all my life, but recently it has come to mean a great deal more to me.


Being Beautiful: Time stands still, then passes us by

Posted 6/4/2016 in Columns

I remember sitting for hours turning the white knobs left, then right, on that little red square from my toy box.


Being Beautiful: Like a child in a candy store

Posted 5/28/2016 in Columns

My favorite book when I was a little boy had to be "Coco's Candy Shop." I traveled across the colorful pages with Coco and friends as we all learned valuable life lessons.


Being Beautiful: All the colors of the rainbow, and then some

Posted 5/21/2016 in Columns

There's nothing quite like opening up that yellow and green Crayola lid to get lost in the familiar smell of a new box of crayons.


Being Beautiful: Remembering a Prince among men

Posted 5/14/2016 in Columns

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to get through this thing called life."


Being Beautiful: For me, every day is Mother's Day

Posted 5/7/2016 in Columns

Most scars heal on the surface, serving as reminders of not-so-gentle events in our lives. Others run much deeper


Being Beautiful: Does anybody remember Victoria Winters?

Posted 4/30/2016 in Columns

Mrs. Stoddard is terribly worried -- all day, every day, and especially at night.


Being Beautiful: The wheels on the bus still go round and round

Posted 4/23/2016 in Columns

The big yellow school bus was and is a rite of passage for so many of us. If you lived on Dykes Chapel Road and your mama was still in her duster, it was quite literally the only way to get to the red brick schoolhouse in town.


Being Beautiful: Pink: so much more than a color in a box of crayons

Posted 4/17/2016 in Columns

I remember the first time I met her. She called herself "a fan" of my column, and that's why she reached out to me.


Being Beautiful: Riding shotgun

Posted 4/2/2016 in Columns

I drove my cars fast when I was a boy. Vroom, vroom.


Being Beautiful: Times change, and so must I change with them

Posted 3/26/2016 in Columns

Mama and I fussed over those baskets for hours, filling them with chocolate bunnies, marshmallow peeps and jelly beans.


Being Beautiful: Pressing pause on time gone by

Posted 3/12/2016 in Columns

I wonder why we are so darned sentimental.


Being Beautiful: Spring is flowering right before our eyes

Posted 3/5/2016 in Local Columns

Spring must be in the air, literally, because I wake each morning to the birds serenading me.


Being Beautiful: There but for the grace of God, go I

Posted 2/27/2016 in Columns

Mother Teresa said it best, "If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other."


Being Beautiful: With apologies to Gene Kelly, I'm singing in the rain

Posted 2/20/2016 in Columns

Listening to the raindrops beat against the old glass panes brings back my favorite rainy day memories.


Being Beautiful: A political novice's assessment of election 2016

Posted 2/13/2016 in Columns

While this space is usually reserved for my trips down memory lane with Mama, my childhood antics on the Dykes Chapel Road, the latest lipstick rage from New York City's red carpets, or the amazing china pattern I found at the thrift store, today I am wading into a river in which I have not swum before -- politics.


Being Beautiful: Have your cake and eat it, too

Posted 2/6/2016 in Columns

It doesn't get better than a good devil's food cake made from scratch, with milk chocolate buttercream frosting, the kind my granny made and most likely passed down from her granny, too.


Being Beautiful: Hiding under tables and peeking through glass

Posted 1/30/2016 in Columns

I remember as a little boy hiding underneath the mahogany dining table, holding my knees in my hands for no reason except that I could.


Being Beautiful: If these walls could talk

Posted 1/23/2016 in Columns

Old houses make my heart beat fast -- the chipping paint and aged patina of a 100-year-old fašade and the view from weathered windows looking out through giant oaks toward the river.



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