There is a waterline that runs through my life story, a dark indelible stain that marks the time before and after Hurricane Hugo. It’s like a tattoo, worn out of sight, an initiation into a brotherhood of survivors. Either you were here, or you

Boredom is a terrible playmate. It makes you do stupid stuff. Like para-kiting. Combine a bunch of teenaged boys with driver’s licenses, not enough to do in a small town, no shortage of imagination, a lack of common sense, and you’ve got a

I wrote a blog today about The State newspaper kowtowing to USC’s football coach by not allowing its sports columnist to write about the team. Today it changed its mind. Unfortunately, once the warrior blinks, he can never look his

Walking through the kitchen the other day I spied a bottle of Karo Syrup on the counter and my mind turned to mush as I remembered my worst day in the grocery business. Granted, I was on the wholesale end of the grocery business so nobody

It seems every few months another medical “study” hits the news media declaring that prostate cancer might be over-treated in America, that it’s slow-growing and many middle-aged men might forego surgery and other treatments and simply die of