Carole Townsend

Carole Townsend

(Not So) Common Sense | They’re like Google, with wrinkles

We in the United States celebrated Veterans Day last week. From coast to coast, we enjoyed parades, tributes, the laying of wreaths, and at the Vietnam Veterans War Memorial. Nearly 60,000 names of veterans killed in that war were read, day and night, for four days.

Carole Townsend

“It’s for your own good, dear.”

By Carole Townsend | Columnist | Gwinnett Citizen 

It’s late October, and we’re smack in the middle of my favorite time of year. From now through Christmas, I’m in my element as a mom and grandmother.

Carole Townsend

To “e” or not to “e”

That is the question 

Funny how we use different ways to mark our age these days, isn’t it? It used to be that graying hair and crows’ feet were sure indications of a woman in her mid- to late 50s. Thanks to Clairol and miracle face creams, we can no longer depend on those telltale signs.

Carole Townsend

(Not So) Common Sense | Teaching patience, based on experience

Do you have children? If so, I’m willing to bet that you have at least one whose personality mirrors your own. The phenomenon can be as frustrating as it is rewarding. In our family’s case, it’s our youngest child – my daughter – who inherited many of my traits.

Carole Townsend

The best (and the worst) of humanity

The newest household name – Irma – is wreaking havoc here in the southeast United States. A couple of weeks ago, I only knew one person named Irma, and she’s such a sweet and kind woman.

Carole Townsend

Dating your best friend – yes or no?

If you have children, I’m willing to bet that you’ve learned a lot from them. Boy, I sure have. Still do. My husband and I have four children; when we married, he had two girls, and I had a son and a daughter. They are spaced exactly two years apart, so that worked out nicely.

Carole Townsend

(Not So) Common Sense | Dog days are here now, but hope is on the horizon

We’ve all heard the expression “dog days of summer.” For the longest time, I actually thought that this expression referred to the long, hot days of summer that are so long and brutally hot, even dogs suffer. Thank goodness for Google (actually, thank goodness for my freshman Government professor, for throwing that random reference into the middle of a long, dry lecture. It’s all I remember from his class).