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For almost 28 years now I have prayed that Jamie Leigh Huckaby would grow up to be intelligent, well-rounded and happy. Those prayers have been answered many times over.
On the day I visit the Anne Frank House, which is actually the family’s hiding place atop Anne’s father’s business, the wait to get in is as long as three hours. Such is the attraction of this historic site, 53 years after it was opened to the public.
It matters little who dislikes me along my solitary walk with defeat in opposition to waste and abuse. No one will love any of us when the money’s gone.
Listening to music is good for the soul. Every evening as I try to fall asleep, I plug my headphones into my iPad and allow some tunes to permeate my being. It helps relax me — even if I am listening to Lynyrd Skynyrd rocking the house and not the soothing sound of Elvis singing “Peace in the Valley.”
It’s been a fast-paced start to the school year, but I would be remiss if I didn’t stop and take a moment to thank some very special people who helped us get the year started off right.
I had always wanted to attend a destination wedding, and now I have actually hosted one — and it was magical. The destination was Porterdale, and there is no other place I would rather have been last Saturday night than awash in a flood of memories on the banks of the Yellow River in the North Georgia mill town that I will forever call home.
Many of us, irrespective of ethnicity, have harbored hate in our hearts towards someone based solely on skin color at some point in our lives.
Looking for something nice to say about Georgia Tech led me to Marietta in search of one of the “Lost Dodd Boys” — the last group of high school seniors to sign with Georgia Tech football coach Bobby Dodd, but who would never play a down for him.
My buddies and I were standing in line outside the Georgia coliseum, waiting to trade in our football ticket coupons for actual game tickets for the upcoming weekend. That’s the way they did it back in the day, and if you think obtaining football tickets was complicated without computers you should have seen registration.
It has dawned on the Republican presidential field that Donald Trump’s inevitable self-destruction might be, gulp, evitable. Waiting for the unlikely front-runner to beat himself is starting to look like a plan, as Trump might put it, for total losers.
I don’t get it. Please forgive me. We now have a candidate for president who seems not to have competence for the job, yet leads in the polls!
I came home from the golf course Thursday afternoon and the beautiful Julie Hinton Rogers was sitting cross-legged in the floor of my basement man cave, helping my lovely wife Lisa create flower arrangements out of baby’s breath, roses and cotton bolls. When you are preparing for a wedding there is no telling what you might find.
Stupid people can cause problems, but it usually takes brilliant people to create a real catastrophe.
When Democratic presidential candidates have campaigned in Los Angeles, it has usually been around a private fundraising event featuring Barbra Streisand or Steven Spielberg or George Clooney — or some combination of the three.
It is Aug. 19, I think, and on this day in history in 1968 I got off a Trailways Silver Eagle motor coach in the Peachtree Christian Church parking lot after the adventure of a lifetime.
You really did need a scorecard to keep up with the candidates in the Republican presidential debates Thursday, beginning with the most petite candidate, Texas-born Carly Fiorina in the junior varsity event during happy hour and finishing with heavy-weight Chris Christie, of New Jersey, in the main event, which kept me up way past my normal bedtime.
It has been a busy spring and summer, and I have spent a disproportionate amount of time above the 39th parallel and west of the Mississippi River.
We have all heard it before. “Where there is a will, there is a way.” Here is a prime example, courtesy of Michelle McQuigge of the Canadian Press.
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- LETTER: Porter not a true 'civic center'
- LETTER: Slow population growth argues against Bear Creek reservoir project
- LETTER TO THE EDITOR: Stop the revisionist history efforts
- LETTER TO THE EDITOR: More issues to consider in landfill saga
- LETTER TO THE EDITOR: Abandoning the Constitution
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- LETTER: Businesses deserve protection from patent trolls
- LETTER: 'Strong chair' or 'strong arm'?
- LETTER: The dangers on our roadways
- DARRELL HUCKABY: The soundtrack of life on a sleepless night
- DARRELL HUCKABY: No finer destination that the village on the Yellow River
- COMMENTARY: We all must let go of racial hatred
- YARBROUGH: One of Georgia Tech’s ‘Lost Dodd Boys’ looks back on the experience
- DARRELL HUCKABY: Carter faces new challenge with typical character, calm
- ROBINSON: How to compete against Trump?
- JACK SIMPSON: Trump’s antics not befitting a president
- DARRELL HUCKABY: A tale of two — or three — parking tickets
- SOWELL: Random thoughts on the passing scene
- MARK SHIELDS: Why Bernie Sanders’ big crowds count