Of all Mother Nature’s gifts to mankind proffered to apologize for a long and miserable winter, none in Columbus catches my attention as stringently as wisteria.
When my brother Frank was paralyzed and laid up in a hospital in California, we took turns sitting with him. While Beth was there, she read to him from a book by Ted Kooser. She had gone in a bookstore in Santa Monica looking for something to read and, as she remembers, the book jumped off the shelf into her hand. She’d never heard of the guy.
Welcome, visitors to Columbus! Jump on board our red double-decker tour bus here, for a quick trip around our historic city. This isn’t the tour we had originally planned, but recent events have caused a slight change to the program.
Not all the news last week was bad. Sometime Columbus resident (We share him with Brooklyn, NY.) Robert Ivy was named a master architect by the architecture fraternity Alpha Rho Chi. Robert, who is editor in chief of Architectural Record, is only the seventh architect to be accorded this honor.
Saigon, the defunct capital of South Vietnam, no longer exists except fondly in the memory of several hundred thousand American soldiers.
In thanking the Mississippi Department of Transportation during a Wednesday press conference for recent road funding, Columbus Lowndes Development Link executive director Joe Higgins pointed out that rural Mississippi’s road needs were once “farm-to-market” roads — something good enough for farmers to take their goods to town to sell.
If this column seems more incoherent than usual, the you probably missed last week’s questions about the top local news stories of the first three months of 2010.
A reader asked about the streetcars or electric trolley line that once served Columbus. For an answer, I called on Columbus architect and historian Sam Kaye, who knows more about the old trolley lines than anyone else.
Mike Murphy attributes his love of history to television and playing with toy soldiers as a kid.
I don’t know four people who I get along with a hundred percent of the time.
We’re at the end of the first quarter of 2010, so we’re having a little pop quiz to see if you’ve been paying attention.
After her Friday morning workout at the Fitness Factor, Pat Wayman came home, put on her work clothes and spent the next five hours clearing underbrush in the woods bordering her backyard. Around 4:30 a friend came over and the two of them went through her beehives.
Roger Miller sings about trailers, be they for sale or rent. Kid Rock reminds us that unlike Ice Cube, he ain't outta Compton but straight outta trailer. And Jimmy Buffet, the son of a son of a sailor, is just glad he doesn't live in a trailer.
It’s worth taking a tour of Mississippi State University’s newly digitized version of “The Papers of Ulysses S. Grant," a chunk of the president’s writings and other Grant-related items now housed there.
Eunice Pruitt has been obsessive about welding since he was 6 years old.
A Titanic clap of thunder jolts me awake with a start. That one must’ve been right on top of us. A second peal a minute later knocks out the power. There’s a moment of darkness before WCBI’s generator kicks on, allowing the building’s sign to throw a little artificial light down Fifth Street.
When Darren Leach was 9 years old his grandmother told him he was going to be a preacher. It took more than three decades — not until 2007 — for Macy Jones’ prophecy to come true.
Whenever something gets torn up, people tend to pay more attention. So it is with Military Road in Columbus.
A recent New York Times article, “Depression’s upside,” explores something known as rumination, the thought process that defines depression. Some people are more prone to rumination — which essentially is stewing over things — than others.
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