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As I read last week’s “Guest View” on page five of the Enquirer-Herald, I found it obvious that some people just don’t “get it” in regards to the countywide smoking ban that went into effect some months back.

South Carolina is making the rounds as the punch line of the late night comics again thanks to another one of our silver-tongued politicians.

Less than 100 people cast a vote in last Tuesday's special election. Not counting the 18 absentee ballots 77 people bothered to show up at the polls on Election Day, and three of them were the candidates on the ballot.

As 2009 skids to a close like the jet that cracked in half in Jamaica the other day, we thought it would be a good time to take stock of the year that was and suggest a few resolutions for some of the prominent newsmakers of the year that was.

Soon, smoke will be in the air as South Carolina's foresters, farmers and other land managers begin a very busy part of their year.

This is a Christmas present, metaphorically speaking. Or to be more precise and literal, this new column is a Christmas present from the Enquirer-Herald and myself for all the Enquirer-Herald readers who have an interest in the local arts scene.

One of the many things our founders got right was to build a wall of separation between government and religion. Yes, we realize that the phrase “wall of separation” does not actually appear in the Constitution itself, but it has become shorthand for the first clause in the First Amendment ...

As a soldier in the United States army, I have often pondered what it means to be patriotic, what it means to serve our country, and what it means to love America.

Gov. Mark Sanford no doubt hopes that the successful wooing of a Boeing jet assembly line will bolster his image as a can-do governor. But it may be too late for that. A recent review of the governor's calendar over his seven years in office presents a more complete and less flattering picture.

The recent visit to Charlotte by Dr. Maya Angelou triggered an automatic recollection for me of one of the greatest theatrical experiences I ever had. In 1961 I had made friends with Natalie Ross, a young actress who was the understudy for Sarah Marshall in the Larry Parks Broadway Play, "Come Blow Your Horn."