Opinion

Opinion: More adventures in customer service
David Carroll I believe in the importance of customer service. A while back, I dropped my cable/internet provider after spending half my time battling their… Login to continue reading Login…

Opinion: The state of the column
David Carroll My fellow Americans, in recent months, you’ve been enlightened by political leaders, real and imagined, who have delivered the State of the Union,… Login to continue reading Login…

Opinion: America’s grads
Danny Tyree “It’s been a long road / Gettin’ from there to here…” Yes, some of us with students in our lives have had “Faith… Login to continue reading Login…

Opinion: The power of song
Danny Tyree I don’t remember my mother singing much to me and my brother during our formative years. (Technically, I’m still in my formative years… Login to continue reading Login…

Opinion: Desperate for good news
David Carroll I keep hearing that people want more good news. This is despite TV ratings that consistently show viewers flocking to the cable anger-tainment… Login to continue reading Login…

‘Unprecedented’ times
Danny Tyree Over the years, I’ve gotten quite a few chuckles reminiscing about my youngest cousin Scott’s purely logical reaction to an unfamiliar food that… Login to continue reading Login…

Remembering two Braves legends
David Carroll In today’s world, it’s easy to forget how little we once knew about Major League Baseball. When I saw my first game, it… Login to continue reading Login…

Growing up on penny candy
Recently, we reminisced about Dippity Do, Hai Karate, Mr. Bubble and other products from our youth. That opened the floodgates. Many of you shared memories of products we rarely see today. Let’s take another trip down the aisles of A&P, Piggly Wiggly and Shop-Rite stores we visited every Friday night. As you know, pennies are being phased out of circulation. Let’s face it, most of us haven’t bent down to pick up a penny in years, so few tears are being shed.

Landline phones
My late mother would have been tickled by a front-page Wall Street Journal story that appeared on her 99th birthday. Mom loved meeting strangers and pumping them for information (“Why does someone your size carry such a tiny can of pepper spray — and where is the nearest eyewash station”), so she was always tormented by the new normal of people walking around with their nose buried in their “little machine” (smartphone).

Critic fatigue
Honestly, I’m glad when schools delve into poetry or offer students some semblance of art and music appreciation classes, but I worry about society’s overreliance on critics/ reviewers/public scolds.
