Opinions

By Susan Stamper Brown

This morning, I double-checked to be sure the word “illegal” was still a word in the dictionary. As of this morning, it still means “criminal, felonious, illegitimate, illicit, lawless, unlawful, and wrongful.” However, it is quite obvious, that the longer Progressive Democrats have carte’ blanche to do what they want, the closer the word “illegal” gets to becoming extinct. [Full Story »] 

He sat on the front steps when I opened the door that Monday morning and looked up at me with lively dark eyes. His black coat and eyes shone in the morning sun, his pink tongue hung out, and his tail wagged good morning as if he belonged there. Actually his whole body seemed to be wagging. A blue collar encircled his neck, giving me a glimmer of hope. This beautiful dog belonged to somebody and had obviously been well cared for. He was sleek, but not skinny, and his coat was healthy. Maybe the collar had a name on it. The puppy came right to me when I called him, but the collar was blank. I had no idea where to start looking for a lost owner. [Full Story »] 

My wife insisted I accompany her to the Honors Program at Coffee High School recently. We were seated in the auditorium along with maybe a hundred other parents, many of whom I thought were as disinterested as I was, at least at first. Not that I don’t care, mind you, but I had already been to several of these programs in the past and didn’t think my presence was required at this one. My wife did, however, and that was that. [Full Story »] 

(This is for all you critics that have accused me of being too serious lately.)

Have you ever noticed how children made from the same gene pool can be total opposites? Take my two boys for instance. Cole, my oldest son at age 11, is somewhat reserved. He likes to stay inside, watch television and play video games. Jacob, the youngest, age 6, is very outspoken and prefers the outdoors. [Full Story »] 

As a member of the Baby Boomer Generation, I realize that we have a bad reputation as wastrels. If it doesn’t work anymore, we throw it away and replace it with a brand new model, never thinking of repair, the environment, or the coming generations. We’re talking cars, computers, toasters, irons, refrigerators, etc. I do not fit that category. My spouse has a marvelous knack for repairing broken machinery. Our car is a 2001 model with 240,000 miles on it. Larry has at one time or other repaired the washer, dryer, vacuum cleaner, water heater, and our various old vehicles. The lawn mower is torn apart in the back yard right now being repaired. We do believe in repairing when we can, but there comes a time when the big green trash can is the only solution. If it’s not big enough, we know the way to the landfill. Too many folks just can’t bear to throw things away, even when they should. But when the stores try to sell junk to the public, it’s time to yell. [Full Story »] 

Here I am, with one foot stuck in the Civil War thanks to having heard stories about it from one who was there, and one foot in this crazy, light speed modern world. It seems foreign to my children when I tell them that when I was a boy there was no TV or computers or indoor plumbing in many homes, and no telephones. What we did have, however, that my children or yours have never had the pleasure of, is listening to radio shows as a family group. Mr. and Mrs. North, The Squeaking Door, The Lone Ranger, Amos & Andy, Peter Pan and a litany of others. Those old radio actors could make our whole family sit in rapt silence staring at the radio and hanging on every word of their story. [Full Story »] 

The prohibition of beverage alcohol in the 1920’s and 30’s in the United States is one of most famous, or infamous, times in recent American history. The intention was to reduce the consumption of alcohol by eliminating businesses that manufactured, distributed and sold it. Considered by many as a failed social and political experiment, the era changed the way many Americans view alcoholic beverages, enhancing the realization that federal government control cannot always take the place of personal responsibility. [Full Story »] 

Take a look at the picture on the right? This is a picture of the proposed Georgia House Districts 156 (northern Appling) and 178 (southern Appling) dividing line along Highway 15 South in Baxley. In careful observation, notice the circled areas. See anything unusual? One circle is the Appling County Board of Education central office located on the east side of Highway 15 and the other circle represents Appling County High School located on the west side of the highway. This is an example of how confusing it is going to be having our county split into different house districts. The board office would be in District 156 and the high school will be in District 178, even though they are basically across the road from each other. [Full Story »] 

A few weeks ago it was so dry that I caught a catfish with a tick on him. Brother, that’s dry. I guess it is this dry weather that has made the gnats so plentiful. The Bible says there is a time and season for everything and I guess this applies to gnats as well. They may be aggravating to us but if you observe nature you will see some of the best fed, fattest, mosquito hawks ever. They don’t even have to fly around to catch the little buggers, they just sit still on the Nandinas with their mouth open and before you know it, they have a gut full. And the swallows and bats are well fed, also. [Full Story »] 

On my bedroom wall hangs a picture that has given me much pleasure over the years. When I walk by it, a smile automatically leaps to my face in response to the smiling boy in the picture. I’m so glad now that I let him talk me into having the picture drawn that hot July day at Six Flags. [Full Story »]