Billboard is incorrect

To the editor: I did not know I was being forced to worship on Sunday. Give me a chapter and verse for your comment on it being the Mark of the Beast. You want to put me under the law? I am in the New Testament. I am under grace, Ephesians 2:15.

Appreciation for our farmers

Today I want to give a great big thank you to all the gardeners/farmers in our area. It doesn’t matter if you grow for the masses or if you are a home gardener who loves the dirt and enjoys helping your family, friends, and neighbors who are not so gifted at growing anything edible, that is.

True local journalism lives

The internet is the single-greatest source of fuel for fake news and misinformation. A perfect example of that sprung up last week in the aftermath of the bombing of the Georgia Guidestones in Elberton.

The sounds of summer silence

Long days and short nights. With a chance of an isolated thunderstorm every afternoon and midday heat hot enough to bake cookies on your dashboard. It’s summertime in Northeast Georgia! As we fight to keep the grass cut and black spots off our hydrangeas, opportunities for fun abound.

President not getting job done

To the editor: I hope all the people who voted for this idiot they call a president are proud of him. I would like to know what he has done to make the U.S. better than it was in 2020. I can’t think of anything. He has screwed up everything that he has been involved in.

Let Brandon go

What does Let’s Go Brandon mean? The little kid asked me from the side of the road during the Fourth of July parade after a giant red plastic elephant passed by with those words on its side. Um, well ... If this kid would have asked me a couple months ago I could have honestly said I don’t know.

Open our hearts

The other day as I was sitting around it came to my mind, and I don’t know why – some of the games we played as kids. There were several that came to me. I will know how old you are by the response you have to these games.

Kicked cans stacking up

No one comes to a millage rate hearing to praise a tax increase. When Monday’s crowd was far more robust than usual for a non-pickleball commission meeting, the board had to know it was in for a long night. In summation, folks are upset that their taxes are going up. Who wouldn’t be?

’Til death do us part, just not for a while

I still vividly remember the first time I saw my boyfriend, Cam. I was 18 years old and exploring my new college campus with my friend. We walked past the soccer fields where he was in a scrimmage with his team. For some reason, he stood out to me.