Opinion & Editorial

‘Heaven on Earth’ becomes hellish nightmare

By Dink NeSmith“Heaven on Earth.”For each of us, those three words have a distinct definition. For me, it starts with love of family, friends and community.

Two strangers linked forever

By Ronda Rich        Several years ago, an obituary in the Atlanta paper caught my eye and I clipped it out. I ran across it recently and, again as then, I found myself fascinated by how it summed up the man that died and what that summation says about our society.

Spring Cometh Forth

By Ronda Rich        Spring cometh and ‘tis a beautiful sight, indeed.It has been several years since we’ve had spring. Rudely, cold winters have turned straight into hot, humid days. But this year?

Health-care folks, like Miss Ann, deserve our thanks

By Phil Hudgins        All of this talk about vaccines has a lot of people confused. Are they dangerous? Are they effective? Will we turn into toads?        What do I do? Well, I listen to my doctor. He or she spent umpteen years in school studying medicine, so I figure he/she knows best.

Remembering my Granny, Kat

By Carly HendersonMy Granny, Kat, was born on Valentine’s Day 1923. I always thought it was fitting that she was born on a day representing love, because you couldn’t help but adore her.The world was lucky enough to have Kat for nearly 102 years, and I was lucky enough to have her for 22.

When A Woman Needs A Gun

By Ronda Rich Our dear friend, Maxine, has had her share of woes. On the other hand, she has had sweet blessings. She is thinly built with delicate features, warm smiles and trademark Southern woman kindness and courtesy.

Cat tales

By Denise Etheridge   Four of the five of us who make up the small but mighty staff at the White County News can be considered cat lovers. Erin owns three and the newest feline member of her household is expecting any day now. She rescued the stray mama-to-be kitty shortly before Easter.

Humor helps smooth bumps in life’s road

By Dink NeSmith   "A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs-jolted by every pebble in the road." – Henry Ward Beecher   The Great Depression didn't just sprinkle pebbles in the road. It spread rocks of despair on almost every path.

Don’t It Make You Wanna Go Home

By Ronda Rich Not long ago, I drove home, the back way, from running errands in town. It had been a few months since I had been down those roads. I was astounded. New construction boomed with a subdivision being dug through the angry, unyielding red dirt.

How I Missed the Easter Egg Hunt

By Emory Jones I hope you had a good Easter. Ours sort of went off the rails when my pet pig, Cunningham, found a brochure somebody had tossed over our backyard fence. It advertised an Annual Easter Egg Hunt Extravaganza at the famous Nacoochee Valley Indian Mound in Nacoochee Valley.