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These are perilous times for heterosexual males. It is open season on male sex offenders and, to add to the hazard, the definition of sexual offence is imprecise and subject to individual judgment. The potential roles of temptresses and extortionists are confounding factors.
The city of Jackson should be very proud of the Murrah High School Concert Singers. I have heard this outstanding group on two or three occasions, most recently at our church Christmas concert. Their a cappella renditions were fantastic, and their accompaniment of Guy Hovis' solo “Mary Did You Know?” blew my Christmas socks off.
The Mississippi Public Service Commission finally drove a stake through the gasifier heart of the Kemper County Lignite Plant. So customers won’t pay for most of its $7 billion cost. But the PSC may allow $300 million more in gasifier collateral costs for its turbines running on natural gas. These toes are still sticking up.
Sports broadcaster extraordinaire Dick Enberg died during the Christmas holidays – December 21 to be exact – at the age of 82. He brought so much joy to my life, his passing shouldn’t go without comment.
So, of course, my first comment: “Dick Enberg, is gone. Oh my!”
I lost my gardening partner five weeks ago, and it doesn’t get any easier, day by day, going on alone.
Today would have been Herman’s 88th birthday.
So hard to realize that all our projects, planned together, are now up to me, and of course son Kevin and great friend Pete McKay.
The cliché, patience is a virtue, has more merit than you realize. This is especially true in regard to our hunting and fishing endeavors. Our human nature typically manifests itself into wanting something or everything not in due time but now.
The Beauty of the New Year is our momentary hope that we can actually do better.
It is the same in sports. In football, you hope the second half will be a turnaround. In tennis, the next set will be better than the first. In golf, there’s always the chance to improve on the back nine.
Like many immigrants, I came to the United States with my husband and three daughters, ages eight, six and five, in 1982. We decided to immigrate to join my family that was already here (two sisters and mother). The prospects of living in the states did not appear all that difficult to us while in Colombia. However, it was.