Taking advice isn’t always best route

When I crank up my truck, Juanita is ready. Wherever I go, she goes. She is full of information. But unless I ask a question, she says nothing. I’ll tell you about my know-it-all traveling companion in a minute. But first, there was this man last Thursday.

Trust our health authorities, get the shot

We reported last week that the number of Hart County residents receiving the first dose of the COVID-19 vaccine is on a steady decline even though only 26 percent of the county has received an initial dose.

‘Have you called your mama today?’

How far back can you remember? Our three children are convinced that I can remember the day I was born. That’s a stretch, but I tease them that I do recall the ride home from Ritch-Leaphart Hospital in downtown Jesup. My dad, Big Dink, worked for Harrison Funeral Home.

Let’s not rush to a bypass decision

In the coming weeks, discussions will likely pick up among Hart County and City of Hartwell officials regarding the possible construction of a bypass around Hartwell.

Were you weaned on a dill pickle?

Henry Ford believed that, whether you thought you could or couldn’t, you were usually right.  The automotive icon was right, too. Everything we do—or don’t do—is tied to our attitude. You’ve seen it.  There are folks who are absolutely unsinkable, despite the circumstances.

City, county need cohesion, communication

Collaboration is key. That is why we at The Sun are urging the Hart County Board of Commissioners and the Hartwell City Council to collaborate on issues pertaining to the growth of our community.

Pete Craft was a loyal friend

A cardboard box. A practical joke. A shared laugh. That’s how our friendship began more than a quarter-century ago. Our family was looking for a weekend playground.

We can all help to fight child abuse

Child Abuse Prevention month should, as was the intention when it was founded in the 80’s by a national proclamation, encourage each local community to reflect upon what it is doing to combat the problem.

Together is better

We may never have that one, post-pandemic moment where we come together in celebration after months apart — like V.E. Day after the second World War. The normalcy is creeping back into our lives gradually  but there’s a growing buzz in Hart County, especially the past couple weekends.

A test of patience and persistence

On Christmas Eve 1981, he was hiding in the azaleas and peeking through the blinds of our dining room window. Who? Satan himself. And I am sure that he was laughing, as I was buying my ticket to Hades. But before it was too late, better judgment rescued me. I stopped fuming and called 911: Big Dink.