Split-second timing a reminder of how fragile life is

   “Time heals,” they say. Maybe.    Maybe not.    It’s been more than 3,500 days since I watched the state trooper spray orange fluorescent paint on the black asphalt. And chills still cascade down my spine.

Enjoy some community

   Although there’s still a little bit of the school year left, summer fun is getting a major kickoff this weekend.    We have two festivals to enjoy, and one ends just in time for the other to begin.

Secretariat was the greatest of them all

By Paul Kimball      Like many folks, I enjoy watching the occasional horse race. The “occasion- al” horse race for me is the running of the Kentucky Derby.

Floating through festival history

   I’ve learned something over the years. If I need to gather historical information, I need to do it on a Friday. I get lost in it, because it’s fun to me, and it’s also fun for the history keepers, making it easier to keep going down the winding path and taking trips on its offshoots.

Seeking local experts

   Not too long ago, local newspapers often had columnists from different parts of a community sharing the various happenings — so-and-so had a dinner party, a student visited from college, or maybe a garden club had a meeting.

Letters to the Editor

The inhumanity of recent deportations To the editor:    The last time you bit into a chicken sandwich, did you think about how the chicken got there?

Remembering the era of goats, marbles

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

Plan for our libraries’ future

   Something is better than nothing.    Earlier this week, the Mt. Airy Town Council decided to give $500 to the Habersham County Libraries to help support its budget.

Letters to the Editor

Pleased with Trump To the editor:    As a 95-year-old senior, I have been privileged to live through good as well as bad times in our nation’s history. My family survived the Depression. I was a teenager during World War II.

Always showing pride

   There was something we all learned eventually growing up in my house. Even if it looked like my dad was asleep on the couch on Sunday afternoons as golf played on the television, we were not to change the channel.