Time to dust off the controller

Eleven years ago I was about to enter my freshman year of high school. I don’t feel old but saying that sure does make me feel old. I spent my summers saving up for one video game before going back to school — EA Sports College Football.

Wrestlemania at The Hartwell Sun

As a sports junkie, I will freely admit there are some weekdays where it’s hard to get your work done. March Madness, the opening rounds of The Masters, and the Olympics are all events that I’ll need a television and a computer on hand to keep up with the coverage despite having a full time job.

Thanks Taylor

Two Sundays ago, my confused 11-year-old daughter Vivian and I were sitting on the couch together. “Daddy, why is Travis Kelce running from one side of the field to the other before the ball is snapped?

Wife of the year

While I love watching my children open their presents on Christmas morning, at 46-years-old it’s rare that I get excited about opening a gift of my own. I don’t need or want anything, and if I do I’ll just buy it on my own. My attitude reflects most men I know.

“Oh Christmas Tree”

The holiday season is upon us, and for many families that means planning a trip to the local Christmas tree farm. Having a real Christmas tree can be a great tradition this time of year, but there are some important things to consider when selecting and caring for a real tree.

Heartbroken for my former home

While thirty-three of my forty-six years on this Earth have been spent as a resident of the great state of Georgia, from 2010-2023 your editor lived in Florida’s capital city of Tallahassee where he worked under three governors including Charlie Crist, Rick Scott, and Ron DeSantis.

A Dream Come True

In the final minutes of the greatest rivalry in college football, I couldn’t think of how proud a man I called Pepoppy would be. If you know my family, you will know that almost everyone is a Georgia fan. It made sense though as my family moved to Watkinsville, Ga.

Watching my old man cry

My father, Ron Fargason, has never been much of a crier. In my 46 years on this Earth, I’ve seen my 76-year-old dad cry a total of three times. The first two instances are obvious choices.

Losing a piece of our history

The chorus of Bryan Adams classic 1985 hit Summer of ’69 starts off by saying, “those were the best days of my life.” The Hartwell Sun’s lead graphic artist Vickie Baskins always has a smile on her face when you ask her about that summer in question.

One year at The Hartwell Sun

I cannot believe it has already been a full year since I took over as the sports writer for The Hartwell Sun. But it almost didn’t happen. A little over a year ago, me and The Hartwell Sun’s Dawson Baker worked together during that time for another business in Hartwell.