There are three times each year when my Judeo-Christian convictions dictate the nature and substance of what I write about in my column. Three of the major holidays in our culture are uniquely Christian in nature.
Six or seven months ago (when the coronavirus first showed its ugly and deadly face), that it would still be devastating lives, families, and the economy in the process.
Many of my columns stem from my personal experiences and upbringing.
Certainly, everyone of us living and breathing (to some extent) belong to the category of people who have some degree of remorse for some past misdeeds that we either perpetrated or to which we were an accomplice.
I have been called strange and irregular by both my family members and close friends.
Today, I want to share a true story with you of a man who is well-known in our locale. Practically everyone in Dillon County knows or have heard of Doug Miller, as he is commonly known.
My wife and I reared two children who are now adults. I look back in retrospect and see the areas where I both succeeded and failed as a father.
Arguably, there are fewer occupations and places that have rendered service to African-Americans down through the years and has had a greater impact on black life as barber shops and beauty salons.
Having a wife and daughter who are passionate career educators, I have given much thought to the dilemma of whether or not children (in grades kindergarten through twelfth) should return back to the classroom.