Most of the people of North Carolina are partial to the University of North Carolina system. Whether they prefer the UNC at Chapel Hill or N.C. State, or some other UNC institution, they are proud of UNC.
On Black Friday, I went with my daughter to take the children to see Santa, who was appearing at a shopping “village” near her home in Huntersville, with a central courtyard, a giant tree, some singing bears, and a warm little hut where Santa sits on his throne.
We all have the right to enjoy a safe community. Many have chosen Chapel Hill to be that safe place in which they live, learn or work. The maintenance of our safe community requires a commitment from all of us.
So, there I was, huddled with eight to 10 other poor souls on the stone front veranda of the courthouse in Hillsborough on a below-freezing morning, until a bailiff with a heart opened the front door and let us in. We all had to go through an airport-like security station, where I had to cover up the book club book I’d brought, with the unfortunate-in-a-courtroom name of “Necessary Lies.”
Patricia Jones’ doctors told her “There is nothing you can do.” They continued to prescribe medications and watch her diabetes worsen until, finally, they told her there was nothing more they could do except put her on insulin. “There is no cure for diabetes,” they said.
North Carolina's Clean Water Management Trust Fund (CWMTF) was created by the General Assembly in 1996. It has done a lot of good things for our environment.
Sorry, but I’m taking a tiny detour in the story of my court date this week, just to remind you all that my birthday was this past Friday (I know your present is in the mail) although the year I was born (around 1836) it fell on Thanksgiving. Yes, my parents wanted a turkey -- and they got me! Shut up.
On the second Sunday, most every month, a few cars make the long trek down our gravel driveway at 2:30 in the afternoon.
We had a friend over for dinner recently, who was visiting from the mountains. Michelle’s a hoot. Before dinner she had a couple of margaritas with us, and told us a story she made me promise not to tell, but I’d had a couple of margaritas, too, so I consider that promise alcohol-induced.
The reason she didn’t want it spread around was that it was about her husband’s dog, Bubba, and he didn’t know the whole story himself, so all you people who may visit Blowing Rock – ssshhhh!
It has been quite a few days in the debate about public education in North Carolina.
Joe was a garbage collector. Working alone, he would drive his truck up to the curb, put the brakes on, swing out of the cab, step over to a garbage can, grab it and swing it up into the truck.
In one of my favorite scenes in an old-favorite Clyde Edgerton book, the elderly Mattie Rigsbee makes her lunch and attempts to settle in and eat while watching one of her favorite “stories” on TV.
A large flock of Canada Geese took up residence at Dallas Park in Gaston County.
Rebecca Duffeck used to visit them nearly every day. In June of this year, she went to see her beloved geese. To her astonishment, no geese were there. Instead, hundreds of geese feathers lined the banks of a lake.
When I wound up with an airline voucher that would go away if I didn’t spend it, I decided to return “home” to Santa Barbara for the first time in close to 10 years. Even though I’ve lived in Chapel Hill for 23 years, a part of me still yearns for beach walks, mountain hikes, my many friends and the fare of Superica Taqueria.
Good morning, boys and girls! My name is Ms. Wentz, and I’m here to teach you music while your teacher is out, and I’m so excited to see you all! And, this is my kindergarten class, is that right? Well, my goodness, you look much older than that -- you look as big as the bigger kids! We’re going to have so much fun today because -- Yes, dear?