Columns

Two years after we moved to Emory in 2011 I wrote a column called “I’m a city girl, and I hate bugs!” In it I recounted three recent incidents that involved discovering a rather large bug in the glass from which I had just taken a swallow to wash down a couple of pills, the spontaneous dance I performed in the kitchen when a cricket made its way up the leg of my jeans, and the fate of a rather large spider that took up residence in our bath tub. […]

The week before Father’s Day, I changed my Facebook profile picture of a favorite picture of Dad and me. I was about nine months old which would have made him about twenty-six. […]

Just when I think I’ve experienced all that country life has to offer, I find something new – or at least new to me. […]

Crawfish. The first thing I did before beginning this column was to Google the correct name for these strange looking creatures. […]

The leadership of Believers’ Baptist Church puts a big emphasis on building relationships among the church family and the community. […]

The people of Uvalde suffered a great tragedy last week, and we suffered along with them. When something like this happens, there is so much that needs to be said, but too many words are the wrong ones. […]