OPINION | DEBRA HALE-SHELTON: Georgia plays a starring role
Georgia, you've been on my mind.
Georgia, you've been on my mind.
If you believe 2020 has been tough, allow me to point out a few overlooked blessings the year has given us.
I'm old enough to remember when it mattered if presidents lied, when they didn't cozy up to dictators, and when they tried to hide their illicit affairs and ce…
I recently said goodbye to a longtime part of my family and hello to a new member.
I’m afraid, and I don’t scare easily. When I worked for The Associated Press in Chicago, I walked home from work many nights hours before sunrise. While report…
I never wanted to be a reporter. I wanted to be a writer.
The older I get, the more I have to remember and, all too often, forget.
It’s not even 9:30 p.m., and I want to sleep, for a long time and without interruption.
I’m losing my hair and my hope. And one has nothing to do with the other.
Not long ago, on July 23 to be exact, we took our daughter Annie out to eat to celebrate Forever Day, the anniversary of the day we adopted her in China in 200…
When she was little, my daughter enjoyed watching television programs like "Caillou," "Dragon Tales" and "Sesame Street." She liked "Mister Rogers' Neighborhoo…
When I was a little girl, I lived in a green house on Union Street. It had two bedrooms and one bathroom. Life was good, even fun.
I think of the "good old days" a lot these days.
Am I the only person who questions the authenticity of a man named Peter Popoff, or, for that matter, other famous people who prophesy magical events in the 21…
When I was a child, little girls made mud pies and ate candy cigarettes. We also played jacks, hula hooped and worried that Russia was going to bomb us.
I was visiting my mother when I heard a familiar voice coming from the television. I looked up, and that's when I saw the familiar expressive hands and the fam…
A reader suggested I focus on what's ahead in my life rather than the past to boost my spirits.
I was Facebook surfing when I noticed this post.
He's going to cut down my crape myrtle.
The first time I read J.D. Salinger's The Catcher in the Rye, I was a college freshman.
June 6 was my first time to dine inside a restaurant since the coronavirus hit this country so hard.
I am a believer--in God, the Bible, prayer, and the basic humanity of most people. I am a believer--in sin, hypocrisy, hate, and the worst of humanity.
Why would anyone ridicule others for wearing protective masks that could help prevent people from spreading the deadly coronavirus to others? The answer is sim…
His name was Robert Sylvane Smith. His family called him Slick; his girlfriend called him Bob; the Marines called him PFC, then Corporal, and finally Sergeant.
Mama always said I was "made of sugar and spice and everything nice." I have no reason to doubt her words.
The older I get, the easier it is for me to say thank you ... and no, thank you.
My maternal grandmother, Annie Lee Smith, was a tiny woman who began each morning kneading biscuit dough, frying bacon or sausage, and seemingly enjoying break…
In an age when we have access to the truth at our fingertips, it seems that an increasingly vocal number of Americans buy into misconceptions about important i…
I'm old enough to remember a time when life was simpler, if not better.
Here are a few ways to stay busy, or at least pleasantly distracted, during the covid-19 pandemic and the resulting need for social distancing.
I've not heard anyone preaching the joys of solitude lately.
When I was a child--maybe 8 or 9 years old--I had a nightmare, one I've never forgotten.
I'm a bookaholic. I collect books, especially cookbooks, old and new, small and large, some personally autographed, others bought at yard sales or bookstores. …
Sometimes the hardest memories are the most important ones, for time has an uncanny way of putting life and death in perspective.
Anne Throneberry was like no other widow I had ever met. Her long blonde hair was braided, and she was dressed like a cowgirl in blue denim and brown boots whe…
A few of you have asked about my heart surgery; actually surgeries--plural--since I had two in about a week's time.
I have a problem. Well, a few problems. One is that I don't wear my hearing aids as often as I should. Another is that my sister-in-law, Andrea, and I are dest…
I leaned back in the comfortable chair, looked out the window, and silently admired the leafless sweetgum tree. The scene reminded me of the opening in Christm…
I considered writing about my new year's resolutions, but one of them was to quit running late. Then I realized this column wouldn't appear until almost three …
"Zhou Jing Ping," the woman announced as another woman walked into the large room and placed a little girl in my open arms.
Once upon a time I was a teacher. The experience was no fairy tale.
I was thinking about the most fun stories I've ever covered or read from afar--not necessarily the biggest, but the ones that still make me smile or laugh even…
Anyone who knows me well knows that I tend to be on the hyper side.
To My Not-So-Dear GPS:
We had a tasty but quiet Thanksgiving this year. Five of us from three generations, from my 89-year-old mother to my 18-year-old daughter, sat around a table a…
Anyone working in journalism for as long as I have is bound to have a few mistakes that made their editors' eyes roll. The good news is that such journalists c…
I began reporting the news and, hence, death before I could vote or had my first taste of alcohol.
I'm always running late whether for marriage, motherhood or appointments. So it shouldn't surprise anyone that I was late to dating.
I was at work when the phone rang. The caller was my daughter Annie, then nearing her 14th birthday. She sobbed loudly.