We are now living in the era of fake news. If you don’t believe it, you obviously did not watch the telecast of the Academy Awards ceremony on Sunday night.
In the spring of 1973, I was an undergraduate majoring in Football Appreciation at the University of Tennessee. Like a lot of college students, I skipped several classes that spring, and I’ve got the transcript to prove it.
But I didn’t cut class in May of 1973 to throw a Frisbee or to enjoy springtime in the mountains of East Tennessee.
Unless you are a divorce lawyer, February is one of the best months of the year. That's because right smack in the middle of the year's shortest month comes a day for lovers ... Valentine's Day!
I love bookstores. I particularly love small, cozy independent bookstores that are cluttered with stacks of books.
I generally hate to shop, but I make an exception when it comes to bookstores. I love to browse around them, sipping on a cup of coffee, and occasionally plopping myself into an available lounge chair and start reading some special book I have found and intend to buy before I leave the store.
This coming Sunday marks the beginning of a new year.
We can thank Pope Gregory, XIII for this annual new beginning of sorts, since he introduced his calendar to us in 1582. He reportedly did it because he wanted there to be one day in early winter when we would all watch football bowl games on TV while eating black-eyed peas.