I suppose it’s one of the pitfalls of getting older, but I’ve been to more than my share of funerals in 2015.
Death is a part of life, to be sure. I’m just not ready to start burying parents of friends – or friends themselves.
I don’t have many people on my Christmas list this year, but they all have the same answer when I ask them what they want for Christmas this year.
“I don’t know.”
For someone like me, this doesn’t help much. I don’t like going to the mall, especially this time of year when the odds of finding a parking space are roughly the same as winning the Powerball lottery
No one is celebrating that Mark Richt is out as head coach at Georgia. Nor should they.
Richt is a fine man. He displays class and dignity as every turn. He has a servant’s heart, believing one of his roles in life is to help his fellow man. There is no question that he loves his players and wants them to be good men and good husbands.
There is a scene in the great television show “The West Wing” in which a group of high school students are stuck at the White House during a lockdown. While they wait, they talk with several members of the president’s staff, and the subject of terrorism comes up.
“What strikes you the most about terrorists?” one student asks.
“Its 100 percent failure rate,” Sam Seaborn, played by Rob Lowe, responds.
I have very simple needs when it comes to the weather.
Do I need an umbrella? Do I need a coat?
Unfortunately, I’m finding it increasingly difficult to quickly get the answers to these questions watching the weather on TV.
It’s funny how just a few days can change my outlook on things.
I love fall, and living in North Georgia, I’m witness to a kaleidoscope of color as the green leaves turn brilliant shades of red, orange and yellow.
It really is a beautiful time of the year.
But that only means that winter is coming soon. And with winter comes cold weather and the possibility of snow and ice – none of which I like.