Opinion & Editorial

The Meaning of the Purple Cloth

As you drive down Washington Street entering and exiting our beautiful city you will notice a purple cloth draped on the cross in front of our local churches. Have you ever wondered what the meaning of those purple cloths? The color symbolizes that we have entered into the Season of Lent.

Bacon can even help fried cabbage

Fried cabbage, oh my goodness, does it get any better that this? Well, I suppose anything is better when you add in a little bacon and a slice of good old cornbread. As usual, I would add in a little more fresh chopped onion on the side.

Aspiring to be a Handy Woman

My late husband, Ed, who retired in 2002, used to put on old clothes and go outside to “putter,” as he called it. I had no idea exactly what a day of puttering entailed, but I knew he usually came inside hot, tired and covered in red clay and old leaves.
Our opinion

Our opinion

Ridley provides cautionary tale

Fans joked Monday that Atlanta Falcons wide receiver Calvin Ridley made the worst bet ever conceived – wagering $1,500 and losing nearly $11 million. That’s how much he will lose while he is suspended for the 2022 season for violating the NFL’s policy on gambling.

Coaches and athletes can be sources of important lessons

Last month I shared with you former NFL star Darryl Sims and I are writing a book, “Battles in the Trenches,” to be published later this year. Darryl was raised in North Carolina and received a football scholarship to play for the Wisconsin Badgers. I grew up and graduated high school in Wisconsin.
Letters to the editor

Letters to the editor

Irene Bender: Reboot our recycling

To the editor: It’s time to recycle, and I wonder how many people dread the trip to the center in Clarkesville as I do. The road is full of potholes, the trucks for paper and cardboard are unsafe to walk on and the bin for plastic is the worst.

You lucky dog

“No one’s going to believe me when I tell them what just happened. In fact, I can’t believe what I’ve just witnessed. This is unbelievable,” I said under my breath. I had just pulled out from a gas station off Highway 441 and was about to pull into the road.