We no longer have to listen to opposing fans taunting us with "1980." No more, "Georgia can't beat Alabama." No more, "The Dawgs will never win a championship with Stetson Bennett as quarterback."

My friend Nicole was excited last night because she's going to spend the weekend with her grandmother. Her excitement was contagious, and I found myself wishing I could hang out with my grandmother.

The government has been getting its grubby little paws into your paycheck every two weeks for the last year, and now it’s ready for you to give more.

I’m a proud Southerner. Y’all know that. I’m proud to have grown up in rural southwest Georgia, proud to have grown up around peanut fields and cow pastures rather than skyscrapers and traffic.

I came here over the weekend for a little horse race they hold every year. It was a bucket list trip that I've been hoping to take for more than 40 years.

For centuries it was a sacred Indian burial ground. Later the site of one of the most commercially viable granite quarries in the nation, with its granite now forming the steps of the U.S. Supreme Court, one side of the U.S. Capitol building, and the walls of Fort Knox. And since 1958, the world's largest granite out-cropping has been a Georgia State Park and Confederate Memorial.

My childhood friend Andy died last week. We hadn't seen each other much since we came adults, but as kids, growing up in a small, Southwest Georgia neighborhood, we were inseparable.

If you are among those who have already received your first COVID19 vaccine, the J&J one-shot, or awaiting only your second vaccine dose, then thank you for doing your part.