Life comes at us fast. Just last year, I escaped a two-and-a-half year long job working at a hometown grocery store. Stuck in that place, mopping and sweeping 16 aisles every night, I often felt as if I was suspended in life's cold purgatory. Don't get me wrong, I loved the people, but staying there was a rusty ball and chain that kept me stationary, always reaching for more.
There has been a lot of conversation lately about Gov. Sonny Perdue and the possibility of a merger of the two-year colleges in the University System of Georgia (USG) and the Technical College System of Georgia (TCSG). It is a pending decision left to the discretion of the governor and the legislators.
As my tenure at this fine institute dwindles away as does the wick of a long-burning candelabrum, a rather demoralizing notion recently enveloped my cerebral formations as I scoured through potential scholarship literature. There are, seemingly, scholarships for everything: sports ability, academic achievement, musical talent.
Dear Editor, The condition of gaming tables in the campus game rooms are a direct reflection of the behavior and treatment of said tables by the very student patrons you claim deserve better. The air hockey tables at both locations were damaged by students sitting on them, despite instructions and posted notices prohibiting the use of the tables as a seating area.
Debra Nave Feb. 13, 1970 - Feb. 2, 2009 A tribute by Ella Dasher, part-time instructor of English Thursday, Feb. 5, 2009, I sat reading The Rome News Tribune and having my morning coffee. An article on the left- hand side of the paper caught my eye. A woman, Debra Nave, had been shot several times by her husband, who had then shot himself.