Mama, WaWa, Jena and Mommy

I've been blessed. Most people have one or maybe two amazing mothers in their life, but I get four.  First, there's of course my mama. In April of 1993 she brought me into this world and kept me alive.

Roses for Mother's Day

By Julie Weeks   When I was growing up, we used to wear a rose on Mother’s Day to church. If your mother was still living, you wore a red one; if your mom had passed away, your rose would be white.

Call your mama

By Douglas Huff   Among the last items of business that Jesus took care of, even as He hung on the cross, was to make sure that His mother would be cared for. His mother’s life was turned upside down at His birth. She was there while He grew, changing His diapers and kissing His skinned knees.

Friends remember the era of goats, marbles and yo-yos

By Phil Hudgins   It’s funny how the mention of one word about something from the past—I mean, way past—conjures up all kinds of memories.

Grandma’s petunias: a short and sweet, fragrant memory

By Tom Poland   Vintage petunias, those flowers my grandma loved, I saw them in youth. As I sort through my memory album they reappear. Soft and delicate ... pastel petals of white and pink, lavender, like watercolors. In the flowers’ throats, subtle veins converge, a case of floral perspective.

Let the good times fly by at 200 mph

This past weekend was perhaps one of the best I've ever had.  Its not too often in this line of work that you get to take a weekend off, but that's exactly what I got the chance to do.

A prayer and ‘Superman’ win over the ‘Nerds’

By Dink NeSmith   How were we to know? Know what? That we should have been paying closer attention. To whom? The “nerds.” Who were or are they? The socially awkward brainiacs in college dorms who were plotting to take over the world.

GA House District 123 Legislative Update: Sine Die

By Rob Leverett   Wrapping up the 2025 legislative session on April 4, a number of bills headed to Governor Kemp’s desk.

Queen of the Shoals

By Tom Poland   Her May-June reign approaches. The rocky shoals spider lily, Hymenocallis coronaria, will soon flaunt her crown of white, green, and gold. Exquisite, ephemeral, and periled. Much of her habitat lies beneath lakes.

Waiting to be included on defense secretary’s next chat

By Dick Yarbrough   I am not a happy camper at the moment and I am sorely afraid you are going to be disappointed in me.