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Tucked away in a plastic bag buried in a box of odd memories, I have a small, flat piece of stone. It’s very crumbly and jagged, so the bag is in a small box. There [Read More]
By Cynthia Nelson Greater Tabor City Chamber of Commerce We would like to devote this column to an upcoming event. We hope all of you will help spread the word on the following September event. [Read More]
On a cold winter’s day, with a nor’easter howling in from the Atlantic, I thought I would be stabbed by Santa Claus. He wasn’t really Santa, of course. He was just a scruffy, down on [Read More]
In the days after the signing the document that would give birth to our country as a nation, riders headed out with copies to share throughout the colonies. Some areas wouldn’t learn the news for [Read More]
The things I take for granted are things they never knew. I am writing these words in a comfortable, air conditioned office, despite the thermometer soaring to sinful levels. I had a good supper last [Read More]
When I was in Kosovo, I met up with a staff sergeant from the unit we were relieving. A part of that changeover involved getting familiarized with the area we were in, local customs, etc. [Read More]
It should surprise no one that I am a Southern Baptist. First and foremost, of course, I am a Christian. Then I am a Southern Baptist. There’s doctrine and then there’s the often-overused term dogma. [Read More]
Courtesy Tabor City Chamber of Commerce We are beyond blessed to represent the greater Tabor City area. This past Thursday, we had the privilege of holding a Ribbon Cutting/Open House w/Tour event of 5 Star [Read More]
His name was Woody. He never got to run a deer, tree a coon or trail a rabbit. He never got to chase a ball, bark at a cat, or follow a little kid on [Read More]
I was taken aback the other day while talking with a random diner at one of my favorite eateries. I didn’t know him from Adam’s housecat, but we struck up a conversation. We’re around the [Read More]
When we were little and made silly faces, many of us were warned by our mothers that our faces would stick that way. I have come to the conclusion that I may have a permanent, [Read More]
I was involved in a conversation the other morning, but I have no idea what was said. That’s life with goats. Breakfast is usually served to our livestock as I head out for work, at [Read More]
Recently, amidst the ever-changing North Carolina weather, I found myself looking up at the clouds in wonder. From one side of the horizon to the other stretched a great blanket of rolled, gray cotton moving [Read More]
I got out of the truck and a gust of wind threatened to steal my Stetson. I caught it before the Stratoliner could live up to its name, pulled the hat down firmly, and ran [Read More]
It’s no secret that time changes things. Sometimes for the good and sometimes for the bad. Change can be your friend and change can be your enemy. For our little area here in Eastern North [Read More]
In those days, a newspaper office was a magical place. People were always moving, talking, coming and going. A single BB-sized hole in the darkened front door allowed the sunlight to show dancing dust motes [Read More]
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