On a recent walk through my neighborhood, I noticed the trash in the ditches. I have been aware of it for some time, but on this particular day it stood out, a bit too ugly amid the beauty of spring nature.
Last week I found out that an old friend of mine from high school passed away. After graduating in 2007, we lost contact with each other, except for the occasional back-and-forth on Facebook.
Raise your hand if you live in Sevier County, but have been treated by at least one Knoxville doctor in his Sevierville office. I have been seen by three such doctors. Not sure how Obamacare will affect their satellite offices here in our county, but, hopefully, they can continue to stay open. It really helps not to have to drive to Knoxville for doctors’ visits.
Another year, another coaching search. That’s life as a Vol fan these days. At the risk of going against the national trend and some of our outspoken fans, it might be time to be a little more patient.
Following last week’s column in which I commented on the “Noah” film loosely based on the biblical account in Genesis, I received a couple of emails asking if I had seen the recent “Son of God” film and what I thought of it. I did see it, and I reacted both positively and negatively to it.
The deadline came and went last week, and I'm pretty sure the world didn't end.
A few nights ago Jean and I watched a TV movie based on an Agatha Christie novel. “Based” is the key word here and is what today’s column is all about. But first, let me explain to those who may not be familiar with Agatha Christie (1890-1976) that she was a British writer of detective novels, short stories and stage plays.
The University of Tennessee at Knoxville may be orange, but it has shades of violin brown, too.
At a recent press event for the opening of Dollywood, I got a unique opportunity to meet a legend when I took part in a roundtable interview with Dolly Parton.
Most of us are familiar with the phrase “April showers bring the flowers that bloom in May.” And, of course, the April Fools’ Day observance has been around since medieval times. But are you aware of some other designated days annually contained in April?
If you saw “Super 8,” the hit movie from a few summers ago, you’ll recall scenes that take place in a suburban kid’s cluttered bedroom, circa 1979.
"They got on a 12-point run and turned this game around,” might be a phrase you have heard during the ongoing NCAA basketball tournament games. You’ve also probably heard something like, “They’re on a 13-2 run.” Even a casual basketball fan knows the first phrase means one team has scored 12 straight points while the other team has gone scoreless. The second phrase means one team has scored 13 points while the other team has scored two.
A major debate, in all corners of our country, is how to “fix” education, with people proposing ideas on what the public education system needs and how resources should be spent.
During an early morning walk in a city park today I saw a man and his chocolate Lab strolling my way. The dog suddenly sprinted from the man’s side and from the paved walkway, dashed across an open grassy area and sprinted toward a large tree. About the time the Lab reached the tree, the man and I met.
Spring may still be a month away, but, just like the tourists, we take advantage of every sunny day sandwiched between cloudy, rainy days. One sunny February day, I took my children and their bikes to the Gatlinburg Trail.Publication
A little more than a year ago, I went to a Society for Professional Journalists seminar on open records laws. The first insight on the federal Freedom of Information Act was, “It’s broken.”
Best I remember, I’ve seen the Academy Awards or Oscars TV program one time. That was when I was in college and went by my fraternity house, where some members and their dates were heavily involved in discussing who or what should win each award. However, some follow-up news about the 2014 ceremony caught my attention this week. I’m referring in particular to the acceptance speech by Best Actor winner Matthew McConaughey.
The sunshine landing on the table while we have breakfast seems strange after two weeks of cloudy skies which brought rain and snow. Do we know you, sunshine? Summer seems so long ago and spring is still not in sight.
Technology is wonderful, particularly for those who are passionate about music, like me. Just about any song ever recorded, I can look up on my phone or computer instantly.
I appreciate the email messages in response to my Valentine’s Day column last week. If you didn’t happen to see the column, it was about the celebration, challenge and test of endurance in navigating through a wedding anniversary on Feb. 9, Jean’s birthday on the 12th, and Valentine’s Day on the 14th.
For what seems like most of my life, I’ve been having variations of the same conversation: people complaining about violence, vulgarity and profanity portrayed in our culture, whether it’s on television, music or video games.
As is usual this time of year, I have been experiencing celebration, challenge and a test of endurance. All of us have been reminded through printed and electronic ads that St. Valentine’s Day is a time to purchase and give flowers, candy, jewelry, cards or some other tokens to the ones we love. Relatively speaking, this one date is pretty easy to remember and prepare for.
With Christmas behind us and several people to thank for their gifts, I sat down with my children and asked them to draw some pictures as a way to express gratitude.
I’ve got skiing on the brain. Can you blame me?
An article titled “The ripple effect” appeared in The Dallas Morning News this week, written in correlation with the Feb. 5 National Signing Day for college football, the day when high school graduates show just how truly “committed” they are to the colleges to which they previously “committed.” The article is about how head coaches and assistant coaches moving from one college to another make an impact in regards to the teams with whom the players eventually sign scholarship papers.