Opinion

Bill York

Wonderful old love songs

Are you lonesome tonight? You keep coming back like a song, I’m making believe, “Laughing on the Outside”, “If I Loved You”, “That’s My Desire”, “My Buddy”….”As Time Goes By”….”That Old Black Magic”, “A Sleepy Lagoon”, “Beautiful Dreamer”, “Besame Mucho”, “Among My Souvenirs”, “Happy Days” and “Lonely Nights”, “Tennessee Waltz”, “Mexicali Rose”, “I Walk Alone”, “Mexicali Rose”, “Amor”, “Red River Valley”.

Bill York

Away from the world

It’s morning on a remote river, fog low to the water. My canoe is repacked with maybe fifteen miles paddling downriver before dusk. I check the map and mark a few rapids that will require study before shooting. I push my canoe into the dark water. A chill is in the air.

Marlene Ratledge Buchanen

Pet Peeves

We all have them. Little things that drive us to distraction, if not to downright bonkers. On the way to Florida on “Time Snell,” James and I started listing our pet peeves.

Katie Hart Smith

We learn by doing

 How do we learn? How did you learn to walk, drive a car, or bake a cake? I bet you learned by doing.

Dave Emanuel, Cut to the Chase

Riding into the future – on Micro-transit

On October 27, 1904, public transportation achieved a trend-setting milestone when New York City opened its subway system. For a 5-cent fare, a subway rider could quickly and easily travel to areas that were formerly difficult or extremely expensive to reach.

Bill York

News has changed.

At age 10, I delivered papers every morning. I kept one paper to read. I wanted to be a reporter and write for a newspaper.

Marlene Ratledge Buchanen

Hey Y’all | Savannah and its friendly ghosts

It was a dark and stormy night on the lonely, haunted cobblestone streets of Savannah. During the Revolutionary War, many soldiers on both sides of the battle were killed. The townspeople could not bury them fast enough.

Katie Hart Smith

The Power of Play

When was the last time you took time out of your busy schedule to play? Whether inside or outdoors, and regardless of your age, can you recall the last time you permitted yourself to have unbridled free time – to imagine, to explore, or to escape?

Bill York

My fishing days are over

It all started on my grandfather’s farm when I was 10 years old, during the Great Depression. When my chores were done, I dug some worms, got my cane pole and headed for the old mine pond.