Opinions - Topics from March, 2012
Old dogs and new tricks
Because I wanted to sew for my dolls when I was a child, Mama taught me and turned me loose with her old pedal-type sewing machine. I made pajamas, dresses, rompers, coats, and hats and undoubtedly had the best-dressed dolls in Hazlehurst. We discovered that I had a flair for sewing and I enjoyed it. Soon I moved from sewing for my dolls to sewing for me—skirts and dresses galore. No pants, of course. No well-bred young lady of the ‘60s wore those. I made prom dresses and even a wedding gown for my sister. Mama’s early instruction paid off well because I made most of her clothes from the time I was twenty. I very much enjoyed my sewing talent until I did all the sewing for my sister’s wedding. The flower girl’s outfit was fun, but after the second bridesmaid’s dress, I was swearing. Fortunately, I’d done the wedding gown first.
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Progress
For a quarter of a century this newspaper has published a Progress Report that presents unique information the general public may not be aware of about our community. First and foremost, let me thank this community for its continued support of this publication. Without your support this special issue would not be possible.
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Hiss and crew at The Still
I visited my Mother, a very special lady, last Saturday morning. This is a ritual and years ago I would have expected a huge breakfast of grits, eggs, sausage, bacon, toast, biscuits, waffles or pancakes. I mean a feast, brother. This was standard fare for many years but time has taken its toll on all of us. I do not require such nourishment now for if I ate like that at my age I would weigh 400 pounds and Mother is no longer physically able to do the things she used to do. Make no mistake, if she gets it in her mind, she can still issue commands and you darn well better snap to it when she cracks her whip. She will be 88 this November and she is still a beautiful lady. I got my good looks from her side of the family.
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Life aboard a cruise ship
There is something to do 24/7 aboard a luxury liner. Food is delicious and abundant. Because cruising is an international experience, the fare on the ship is an international experience. On the food bars and menus, cuisine from many countries is offered and prepared by some of the best chefs in the world. Whatever you have a taste for is probably available. You can dine casually in a relaxed atmosphere, eat hamburgers, hot dogs and pizza at poolside while listening to “hoedown” music, order in your stateroom, or dress up formal and be treated to fine dining in a stylish setting with a brass band to entertain while you enjoy a variety of delicately prepared dishes.
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Board of Tourism thanks community
Dear Editor,
On behalf of Baxley-Appling County Tourism, I want to thank the vendors who participated in and made Peaches To The Beaches a success. Without vendor support, the Board would not be able to advertise in newspapers, radio, magazines, and other forms of media. A big thank you goes out to Steve Rigdon our Town Mayor, City Manager Jeff Baxley, County Manager Lee Lewis, and County and City employees, Appling County Sheriff’s Department, Appling County Recreation Department, AC EMA, AC EMS, Baxley Public Works Dept., and the Baxley Police Dept. [Full Story »]
On behalf of Baxley-Appling County Tourism, I want to thank the vendors who participated in and made Peaches To The Beaches a success. Without vendor support, the Board would not be able to advertise in newspapers, radio, magazines, and other forms of media. A big thank you goes out to Steve Rigdon our Town Mayor, City Manager Jeff Baxley, County Manager Lee Lewis, and County and City employees, Appling County Sheriff’s Department, Appling County Recreation Department, AC EMA, AC EMS, Baxley Public Works Dept., and the Baxley Police Dept. [Full Story »]
“Could not one be found to defend James?”
Dear Editor,
This is a follow-up to my letter of March 7 concerning the death of Corporal James M. Dixon III, USMC, and responses to remarks and comments. [Full Story »]
This is a follow-up to my letter of March 7 concerning the death of Corporal James M. Dixon III, USMC, and responses to remarks and comments. [Full Story »]
A little reminder
I would like to re-share some information with readers, which was first presented in this newspaper by former Editor and Publisher Max Gardner, about a particular class of people that will be revealed later in this editorial.
Some 117 members have run at least two businesses each that went bankrupt, often leaving business partners and creditors holding the bag. Seventy-one of them have credit reports so bad they can’t get an American Express card (but as members, they get a Amex card without a credit check). [Full Story »]
Some 117 members have run at least two businesses each that went bankrupt, often leaving business partners and creditors holding the bag. Seventy-one of them have credit reports so bad they can’t get an American Express card (but as members, they get a Amex card without a credit check). [Full Story »]
Where in the world is Afghanistan and who is your senator?
Sometimes I hear the name of an Arabic country and become frustrated with myself because I can’t call up an instant mental map with that country on it. My geography skills are weak, but I recognize my weakness and work to improve them. When I am working on American geography, watching the weather channel helps me recall the states up around New York and those mid-western states that I have trouble remembering, but countries—well, that’s another matter. Usually the evening news reporters talk about foreign countries and show maps to help us locate them. Apparently they know how weak we Americans are in this area. I guess I’m not the only one.
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If we don’t help the sick then who will?
Dear Editor and citizens of Appling County,
I guess you want to know, why, when and where, however that is not important, but it is more important than we realize that the sick have a right to be seen at the hospital regardless of race, creed, color or gender.
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I guess you want to know, why, when and where, however that is not important, but it is more important than we realize that the sick have a right to be seen at the hospital regardless of race, creed, color or gender.
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Why did James have to die?
Dear Editor,
As I rode down Holland Road Extension yesterday I still felt as if I was in a fog, in a nightmare that wouldn’t ever end. My cousin, best friend and Hero will never stand in his yard again, will never cut his grass, play with his dogs, ride down that dirt road, never get to visit any of us at our homes, and will never be a part of any family events. Most people have gone on with their lives, and the big news of Corp. James M. (Rooster) Dixon III’s tragic death was just another news story for the big town of Baxley. [Full Story »]
As I rode down Holland Road Extension yesterday I still felt as if I was in a fog, in a nightmare that wouldn’t ever end. My cousin, best friend and Hero will never stand in his yard again, will never cut his grass, play with his dogs, ride down that dirt road, never get to visit any of us at our homes, and will never be a part of any family events. Most people have gone on with their lives, and the big news of Corp. James M. (Rooster) Dixon III’s tragic death was just another news story for the big town of Baxley. [Full Story »]
The fabulous Cayman Islands
Grand Turk in the wondrous Caicos Islands is exciting, glamorous and fundelicious. With exotic cuisine savored to a Calypso beat in a remarkable beachside setting, Grand Turk will charm you into a genuine Caribbean mood. B. J. and I enjoyed our visit there almost to the maximum. We gathered seashells from the adorable beach only to discover that we could not bring them aboard our elegant ocean liner, the Westerdam. Disappointed, we deposited our pretty seashell collection on the dock before boarding our cruiser.
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Texting and shooting just don’t mix
After a morning bird count, I decided it was time to call the shoot at a local field for that afternoon. It was short notice but I managed to get commitments from several avid bird hunters like myself. During all the flurry of calls, my daughter, Jesse, overheard and asked if she could go. I was delighted and readily agreed. She asked if she could call some of her boy pals and I agreed again. The texting began in earnest as her little fingers worked the keyboard of her iPhone to a hot lather letting her buds know there was to be a shoot. Since school was out, she had no trouble getting takers. I busied myself gathering the necessities; guns, shells, swivel buckets, blinds, camo, and warm clothing. I had to show Jesse how to work her Mom’s 20 gauge 1100 Remington, as she was used to the 410 pump I bought her several years ago when she was much younger. Of course, all this flurry of activity did not go unnoticed by Fox, the Chocolate wino Lab. He was beside himself with excitement and began barking to let me know to include his flask of antifreeze. I told him no, naturally, and reminded him that drinking and retrieving don’t mix.
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How I met Foster Sellers
By Hollis Crummey
It was a cold, damp and grey Saturday afternoon in the winter of 1963 when most were indoors or doing something other than shopping for cars, trucks, or tractors. As a young salesman working my first fulltime employment since graduating high school, it was my Saturday to work. Mr. Altman wanted two salesmen on duty just in case someone wanted to make a major purchase at his dealership. My counterpart Alvin Miles and I were enjoying the warmth of a radiant gas heater situated in a part of the building that allowed us to watch the front lot. [Full Story »]
It was a cold, damp and grey Saturday afternoon in the winter of 1963 when most were indoors or doing something other than shopping for cars, trucks, or tractors. As a young salesman working my first fulltime employment since graduating high school, it was my Saturday to work. Mr. Altman wanted two salesmen on duty just in case someone wanted to make a major purchase at his dealership. My counterpart Alvin Miles and I were enjoying the warmth of a radiant gas heater situated in a part of the building that allowed us to watch the front lot. [Full Story »]
Crooked shadows
Super Tuesday is over. Did it ever really live up to the hype repetitively provided around the clock by television pundits? I’d say in Georgia the pre-hype did not live up to expectations. There are roughly 5.7 million registered voters in Georgia. Just barely over one million voters showed up to vote in last Tuesday’s Presidential Preference Primary. Not even 20 percent.
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Counting my blessings
We had a whirlwind visit with the whole family this weekend, and a hectic, fast visit is much better than no visit. Calvin and Julie and the boys arrived from Atlanta after midnight Friday night, and Josh and Bentley, coming from Virginia, rolled into Baxley even later than that. Naturally, today when Julie told the boys it was time to go home, they weren’t ready. Grandpa and I weren’t either. Spring Break’s not too far away. Maybe we can wait that long, but we aren’t certain.
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