On most Sundays, the 45 or so congregants at Faith Lutheran Church on Johns Island recognize the regulars who gather to worship at the little sanctuary on Maybank Highway. A few years ago, a couple of strangers hesitantly stood at the back. Their names were Poney and Annie. Both needed a lit…
Apparently, there’s a movie remake in the works featuring the one-and-only Mary Poppins. According to the ad I saw, the movie is due for a Christmas release. You tell me … if it’s not Julie Andrews, then can it really be Mary Poppins? If the chimney sweep is not Dick Van Dyke, then does it r…
Goose Creek High School’s enrollment hovers around nearly 2,000 this year. The Berkeley County school has a mix of civilian and military families due to its proximity to the Naval Weapons Station and Joint Base Charleston.
Through the years, this column has included my fondness for a variety of different foods. From biscuits to boiled peanuts and from rice with any meal to Moonpies, I’ve not been afraid to reveal that my taste buds have not really evolved. As a matter of fact, they often resemble the food pref…
Just off Exit 187 on Interstate 26, there’s a small community called Pringletown. Most folks wouldn’t consider it a destination. There are a couple country churches, a gas station, a strip mall and a hair salon.
I’ve never owned a brand new car. Every vehicle had already belonged to somebody else. Some were very fast, others were stylish. A few were sporty and some were classy. A couple were gas guzzlers and two or three others were convertibles.
As we watch the Winter Olympics, there’s a new-found appreciation for how quickly we all grew tired of the snow and ice that held the Lowcountry hostage last month. It was beautiful the first day or so, and then we all recognized why we don’t choose to regularly live in that environment.
If all you know about North Charleston’s new police chief is that he’s black and came up through the ranks, you won’t qualify as a credible witness. “Yeah, I am black, but I’ve been black for 52 years,” he says with a chuckle.
This flu season, we’re all — rightfully — sensitive to being around each other. We open doors with our elbows and keep tissues at the ready. Some of us have actually started wearing infection-fighting masks as an extra layer of protection.
A large number of our veterans are displaced, living with lingering effects of post-traumatic stress disorder and substance abuse. Because of those realities, they have no family or support network.
A coach is somebody who leads, motivates and teaches. They lead by their actions, motivate with their words and teach through experience. When they step aside, it is usually because they no longer feel they’re effective. That wasn’t what sidelined Tim Touchberry, but he’s found a way to rema…
Well, another year has come and gone and it’s yet another unsuccessful relationship for me with the folks at the Publishers Clearing House Sweepstakes.
Merry Christmas! Depending on the ages of people in your house, today may modulate somewhere between ho-ho-ho and ho-hum. I wouldn’t expect that you’d be reading this column before you opened your presents. I’m flattered if that’s the case, but seeing what I have to say should be much farthe…
As a teenager in North Charleston, I have a fond memory of watching donuts float down the production line and then receiving a warm bath of glazed glory beneath the glow of the neon "HOT NOW" sign.
Since we all seem to sit in traffic every day around here, I can’t help but notice the back end of cars. Inching along our interstates at 7-10 mph provides an opportunity to check out the various bumper stickers that people choose to decorate their vehicles.
Nostalgia certainly sweeps across us this time of year. Familiar songs, smells and scenes fill our senses and make December, well, go ahead and say it — It’s the most wonderful time of the year.
Remember the quote about “some people see things as they are and say ‘why?’ while others dream things that never were and say ‘why not?’ ” I’ve recently found one of those people.
As 89-year-old Bill Fesperman leans over the pool table, his eyes squint past the bill of his World War II cap as he pockets the 8-ball. He shakes the hand of his opponent and quietly returns to his stool.
If you’re not texting or emailing or Facebooking these days, then you’ve made a conscious decision to isolate yourself from the rest of the world. In the same breath, I might confess that from time to time it’s refreshing to take a break from all the noise.
While walking through an area high school recently, I happened upon the lunchroom. It looked like the food court in the mall.
We’re gonna hop around to some random thoughts today. We’ve all been dealing with so much serious, heavy subject matter concerning everything from a despicable mass murderer to those who have lost all material possessions thanks to the destructive forces of Mother Nature — it feels like it’s…
It’s been topsy-turvy the last two or three weeks. The weather put most of us in this time zone on alert, and while we dodged catastrophic problems, many others did not. In addition to those atmospheric alterations to many lives, the political climate raised temperatures and consciousness to…
When not driving down the road and looking at your phone, it may surprise you to learn there are so many other things vying for your attention: Billboards, traffic signals, message boards, business signs, church announcements, school fundraisers, restaurant specials ... the list goes on and on.
In September 1989, a day after Hugo, I had a rake in my hands as I stood in my front yard trying to figure out where to start. Music and conversation could be heard from a battery-operated radio on the front steps. The sun was shining and the sky was a bright blue. But hope and happy days se…
I know we’ve all spent the last few days worrying and wondering what this powerful storm might do to us. There are so many unknowns and various joggles or turns that steer such a storm this way or the other it’s virtually impossible to know exactly what’s in store.
As I approach year number seven of my weekly column writing, I’m happy to report that I’ve never missed my slot. For the first couple of years, I didn’t know that I could. There were accommodations made for vacations, but for a weekly column, I wasn’t aware of the rules, so I just kept suppl…
We live in a world where there seems to be as much misinformation as there is truth. At times, it is tough to tell what’s what. We hear terms such as fake news and have come to expect spin doctors to put their interpretation on what we just heard and why we should believe it or dismiss it.
From time to time, people approach me with kind words about something I’ve said in this space or thank me for a shared memory. It’s not my intent to constantly take rides down a highway from yesterday, but it seems that’s where my mind often seems determined to venture.
Nothing’s free anymore, right? There’s no free lunch. Well, that’s not necessarily so when it comes to something called the Little Free Pantry.
Downtown Charleston is an extremely walkable city. That’s a good thing because if you have a car, finding a place to park it might take a while.
I wish I liked tomatoes. I love tomato sauce, ketchup and salsa in small doses, but have never intentionally eaten a tomato. Just don’t like ’em.
As a young boy, David Bruns loved to play on the docks at Shem Creek. He’d always wait to see what the fishing boats and shrimp trawlers unloaded. The salt spray and pluff mud seemed part of his DNA. Born and raised in Mount Pleasant, Bruns looked like he could be a defensive lineman. But he…
Charleston is no longer a small town. Neither is Mount Pleasant, North Charleston or Summerville. Moncks Corner and Goose Creek are growing by the moment, and who knows what changes are ahead for Ridgeville and Jedburg once the Volvo plant is operating under a full head of steam.
Many of us are enjoying a three-day weekend as we celebrate Memorial Day. This holiday was originally created to remember those who died fighting in the Civil War. It was called Decoration Day when first instituted in 1868. It now is designed to remember all who sacrificed their lives while …
I think my neighbor Joe and I are two of the last people in the Lowcountry without riding lawn mowers. We both still push our mowing machines. Cutting the grass, at my age, is a pain. But paying somebody else to do it is painful, too, because nobody can cut my yard like I do, right?
A few years ago, an Orange Grove Elementary Charter School child lost her first tooth. In her excitement to show her mother, she ran across the playground, opened her hand — but it was gone.
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