An email I received quoted Robert Orben, “Old people shouldn’t eat healthy foods. They need all the preservatives they can get.”
I suppose this statement could be debated. Charlie Sampson, my maternal grandfather, was born in 1889 and lived to be ninety-seven. For a great part of his early life he undoubtedly ate food that was grown on the farm, most likely without aid of pesticides and preserved by home canning on a wooden cookstove. My great aunt Lidia Mincey lived to be ninety-three, and I’m sure she grew up under similar circumstances.

Cool weather is the best time for spice cookies. Something about that time of the year calls for the warming effect of spices. These are easy to make with a box of cake mix.

By Archie Wilson Jr.
It is a common belief across many ideologies that at some point in time there will be a last day. Even science acknowledges the inevitability of a last day for our planet; as the universe, or our sun will eventually destroy the earth in some manner, usually involving intense heat.
Go figure!
The point being we have a general consensus across the board that at sometime in the future the gig is up for us all. So what does the Bible say about that universally expected last day?

With part two of The Life of Hank Williams, we will go back to November of 1949 and the European tour to entertain United States Air Force servicemen in Germany.
The entertainers and management staff of the Grand Ole Opry, which totaled 29 people, loaded into a C-54 Skymaster of the US Air Force, which had been the official plane of General Dwight D. Eisenhower, supreme commander of the Allied Forces during WWII. He later became president of the United States for two terms during the 1950s.

I know many people who are not comfortable with their age. Not me. My age doesn’t bother me at all because I am thankful for the eras that I have experienced.
For one, I came of age in the 1980s. I loved the music and the styles. But, the first full decade I experienced was the 1970s. I started Kindergarten in 1970, so I spent all of my elementary school years in the ’70s.
What I remember most about that time were the fun fads.

Several years ago, on a family vacation to the beach in the Gulf of Mexico, I joined my husband for a pleasure ride in his newly purchased rather used ocean fishing boat. He and some other family members jointly purchased a 24-foot center console fishing boat.
The boat would normally reside closer to the Atlantic coast but we were graced with taking her out for his first voyage with her in the beautiful Gulf waters. At this point in time, I had not yet been bitten by the fishing bug and enjoyed sitting on the beach while my husband enjoyed fishing.

One of our local churches, Irwin’s Chapel in Sharps Chapel, is forging a connection to Africa to help solve a community need.
Walk 4 Water Union County’s first annual fundraiser is coming to Wilson Park in Maynardville on Sunday, May 21, from 1 to 4 p.m. This will be a family fun celebration of all the blessings we have in Union County while raising funds for wells in Uganda where millions of people do not have access to clean, safe water.

Most people experience headache pain at some point in their lives. Headaches can range from a mild, dull ache, to severe, throbbing pain accompanied by nausea. The location of the headache and the kind of pain you’re feeling are a good indication of the type of headache you have.

Tension headaches are the most common type and appear as pain almost anywhere in the head, scalp, or neck. As tension headaches are often due to a combination of stress and back or neck strain, chiropractic care has been proven to help provide relief for these headaches.

As kid, I realized playing softball had many benefits. Needless to say, these were not the same kinds that an adult would recognize. To me, the benefits were things that I could do without getting into trouble: slide and roll in dirt, swing a bat, get sweaty, and stomp in the mud. Let’s face it, if my knees weren’t in such bad shape, I would be doing that stuff now.

At the beginning of June, 1987, I was a soon-to-be twenty-two-year-old. I still had challenges with acne and weighed 120 pounds “soaking wet”. I was degreed, certified, and looking for a job.
Actually, I started that process during Christmas break of 1986. I called David F. Coppock, then Superintendent of the Union County Public School System. Mr. Coppock listened to me “pitch” myself for a job, then responded, “I guess you want to come in and fill out an application.” I replied that I wasn’t yet graduated, and he said that was fine, just to put my anticipated date of graduation and certifications.