Once again, we interrupt our regularly scheduled programming to address immediate developments of fascist theocracy and rapid unraveling of American…
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The first year we moved back to my husband’s hometown, we lived out at his family’s beach house on Tybee Island to get our bearings. Accepting that I…
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Dead low tide ought to be the best time to paddle around Tybee’s Back River, but the wind was blowing so strong my nostrils were flapping. I’d put in my…
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My dear groom taught me early on in our courtship that the southern tip of Tybee Island is an excellent place to set one’s mind adrift when the current…
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While there’s something to be said for whistling past the graveyard both figuratively and literally, I’ve never been any good at forgetting about life’s…
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Please forgive me, folks. I had another column ready to go for this week, all tidy and written in advance of the high school graduation ceremonies and…
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My heart broke somewhere between the stadium fireworks and the pinning of the corsage. At first I thought it might’ve been an exuberant case of acid…
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It all starts with a tickle around the hairline. You’re just sitting outside minding your own business, watching your kid shred some turf on the soccer…
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Ok, folks, we have an election coming up in less than three weeks, but you probably already knew that. In light of this week’s leak that the Supreme…
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Exactly one year ago this week, I leapt. I held my breath and squinched my eyes up tight as I sent my first column since 2018 into the world—or more…
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I haven’t really gone to the movies in years. Even before the pandemic, I rarely stepped into a theater to watch a film, unless it was a special…
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I’m always up for a field trip, and this weekend brought a chance to travel sideways to downtown Atlanta, where I tend to stand around gaping like a…
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