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Columns

  • Someone needs to teach the boys how to be men

    For the second time this year a young father has been charged with killing his infant child. In January, 18-year-old Kearse Raeshon Bradham was charged with second-degree murder in the death of his 2-month-old daughter. Last week, 20-year-old Bobby Matthew Dukes Jr. was also charged with second-degree murder in the death of his 3-month-old son.

  • Dig a little deeper before you raise your hand in support

    Picture this: You’ve been diagnosed with cancer and the prognosis is not good. You’ve had to wait a year for surgery, meanwhile, the malignancy has spread.

    Now you finally get to see a surgeon, and not one you’ve selected, but one that was selected for you. You’re told, “It’s too late. There’s nothing we can do for you.” You’re refused any further treatment.

  • Refreshed, renewed, ready to go

    When you don't think you need to get away, that's exactly when you do. I just came back from vacation and I realized, after one day out of the office, I was past due. My vacation this year was to Anchorage, Alaska. I had written on the wall calendar in my office "Alice's Vacation Adventure 12-18" and looked at it every single day.

  • My overgrown lawn, 'tis of thee...

    As I drive down the street where I live in Havana each day, it’s easy to tell which neighbors have better things to do than mow their lawns.

    Some folks mow their lawns religiously. I haven’t seen them do it, but I suspect they use a ruler to make sure the grass the perfect height. I’d even be willing to bet some of them use a level to make sure it’s all even.

  • Watch out for scams; they're in our backyard

    Last week a call came into the office from retired reporter Jack Nelson, who lives in Bethesda, Md. He wanted to ask a few questions regarding a letter he received from an East Washington Street address in Quincy. The letter informed Nelson that he was the winner of a $50,000 lottery. And just to show they were on the up and up, a check made out to Nelson in the amount of $985 was enclosed.

  • It takes a village; or so it would seem

    I’ve heard it said that it takes a village to raise a child. I have no idea if that is true or not. We grew up out at the end of Stonewall Street. The blacktop ended up at the hill in front of Paul David Campbell’s house. You had to crunch the gravel beneath your feet to get on out to us.

  • Driving down the road? It's a democracy

    I’ve been experimenting over the past week. I decided to drive the speed limit. No pushing the limit, no the-cops-won’t-notice-if-I-go-a-mile-or-two-over attitude...none of that. I’ve driven the speed limit wherever I’ve gone, no excuses.

    Don’t get me wrong – I’m as guilty as the next person of pushing the speed limit. When I’ve run late, I’ve driven faster than I should. I admit it. But this past week, I decided to do the right thing.

    And it’s been a real education.

  • An A is an A...and a C is a C

    It has been a long time ago since I was in school, and there have been a lot of changes. In my opinion, some of those changes have made things better and some have not.

  • Be mine forever...for now

    One Valentine’s Day we grew weary of the same old “Be Mine Forever” cards, the same old chocolate and the same old girls. Our town was fairly small. Me and Ricky, Yogi, Don and Buddy had been swapping cards with Jane, LaRenda, Graylene, Pam and Ruth Ann since the first grade. Miss Carolyn demanded it. Miss Dorothy, the next year, quoted her verbatim. And then Miss Belle and Miss Dinwiddie...well, you can see our problem.

  • Kids just do gross things...it's the law

    Kids do gross stuff. That’s just the way it is. I believe, in fact, it’s a part of the kid creed they’re handed at birth.

    My 3-year-old niece, Amanda, is no exception. I got an e-mail from my brother (her dad) last week that proved that although my niece is a prissy, pink-loving, lip-gloss-snitching girlie-girl, she also has a gross side.