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Ok. So, I probably listened to more Christmas music this past Christmas season than ever before. Several factors contributed to this new reality.

The metaphors are endless. As if we haven’t heard, read, or quoted it enough, I give you another.

In keeping with tradition, on New Year’s Day I shall eat black-eyed peas and hog’s jowl. When I was growing up, we called it “hog jaw.” It doesn’t really matter what you call it. It’s good! And I’m here to say it must be good for you.

In 5th grade, I was convinced that the key to fitting in with my sister’s friends lay in a training bra.

I was near Darien, Georgia. Some time back. Darien is located about 15 miles north of Brunswick on Interstate 95 in southern Georgia. I had stopped at exit 49 just west of Darien to shop at an outlet mall.

Thank you, LSSD & Winfree-Bryant

You might say I was introduced to country ham and red-eyed gravy at a very early age.

I am a lifelong resident of Tuckers Crossroads, a rural community in the eastern part of Wilson County. I am writing to let everyone know that there is a large, out-of-state developer, Hillwood, who is proposing to build a roughly 1,400-acre industrial park (read: warehouses) in Tuckers Cros…

I’ve often heard people say, as words of encouragement, “Take your time.” Sometimes it was advice given to a person recovering from surgery or an injury or an illness — “Take your time.” On other occasions it was offered to someone who was grieving over a great loss — “Take your time.” And I…

I’m not really sure when the commercialization of Christmas began to impact modern ĐÔĘÓ˝çAPP in dramatic fashion. Maybe it was in the 1960s. If not that early, it certainly was underway by the 1970s.

In a few days, my favorite holiday will finally be here. Its arrival means both of my boys will be home.

I came upon an all too familiar sight a couple of weeks back. Sitting outside one of the few remaining tobacco warehouses in Tennessee were five farm wagons loaded down with tobacco stalks.

I love this time of the year. It has been documented in other columns I have written. Cooler nights are upon us. Soon the weatherman will be warning of a chance of hard frost in the “outlying areas.” That’s where I live.

The Scarlett Family Foundation is reminding Middle Tennessee high school seniors interested in STEM or Business degrees that there is just one month left to apply for their college scholarship. The application period, which began on Sept. 15, will close on Dec. 15, 2024. Graduating seniors f…

There were seven beeps then nothing. When I tried rebooting, the same seven beeps and blank screen. That’s how a device that weighs less than a newborn, has no conscience or sense of urgency turned my life completely upside down for SEVEN FULL DAYS!

I will frankly admit that a few days back when October turned into November I experienced a slight ting of panic. When I was a boy it seemed Thanksgiving was slow in getting here and after Thanksgiving, Christmas came even more slowly. Not anymore. The time has come in my life where time tru…

To The Residents of Wilson County,

I had recently graduated high school in the greater Cincinnati area when I began to seriously consider my future. I had just celebrated my 18th birthday that September. I had no plans, no dreams nor any commitments. My life was adrift.

Halloween is over. Or put another way, it’s now officially Christmas!

It goes by many names — hay baler twine, baler twine, grass string. Any farm boy (or girl) knows its “feel” with their eyes closed and is familiar with its many uses on a farm.

Dreams and goals — the magical driving force of our lives that morph and shift as we age. It’s fascinating to experience how the ambitions of a sprightly young Becky evolve into the more ... practical aspirations of adulthood.

A few years back, my late wife Kathy and I spent the weekend in Nashville. The occasion was our wedding anniversary. It’s hard to believe I was married to that blue-eyed blond for over half my life.

The story you are about to read is true. Names have been changed or omitted to protect the innocent…or the guilty.

I have always been somewhat of a “dreamer.” I think it is important that we have hopes and dreams. Of course, we live in a world where not all dreams come true.