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Today's Opinions

  • Dithering on drinking puts young people at risk

    The start of a new year often brings with it a resolve to try something new, fix something old, or tackle a problem too long left unsolved. Imagine what the start of a new decade could offer.

    A specific problem that has long suffered from vast national equivocation has been one that involves the health and safety of young people: underage drinking.

  • Woman seeks grandparents’ rights in South Carolina

    I am a grandmother and a Lancaster County resident. I have no say over my grandchildren because there are no grandparents’ rights in South Carolina. I do not think that is right and I feel like other grandparents feel the same way I do.

    I think this law needs to be changed and I challenge all grandparents to take a stand by writing Congress and state legislators about changing the law.

    Man gives us no rights in South Carolina, but God does by loving and treating our grandchildren fairly.

    Christine Taylor

    Lancaster

     

  • Demolition day on a snowy hill

    In the gentle early hours of my bedroom, barely lit by daybreak through a crystalline cloak of frozen gray, the melody of my mother’s voice issued a reprieve from the rush to school that day.

    “Look outside. There’s no school today,” Mama reported softly yet with a particular glee sympathetic with the excitement she shared with her slumbering children.

  • Sometimes a hug is all you can do

    It was a week when sports editor Robert Howey was on vacation and I was attempting to cover for him. From across the counter, she gave me all the pertinent information about the upcoming scholarship fund- raiser golf tournament.

    I was writing down the who, what, when, why and where when she stopped mid-sentence. I glanced up from my notepad. Her eyes were filled with tears. Then I recognized the name. The scholarship was in honor of her son, who died in a bicycle accident in downtown Charleston. He had just graduated from Clemson and was working in the port city.

  • No middle ground exists in Washington

    Recently I noticed that opinion pieces on The Lancaster News Web site draw a bunch of comments. Some of them mince no words.

    So, I’m gonna open my can of worms from which I fully expect some rabid replies.

    Wednesday night the president of the United States of America spoke before Congress and the American people. This president is  our only president, regardless of how some feel about him. I don’t think TV networks should give their opinions on the president and what he may say, before he speaks.

  • Time to pay respect. lots of it

    Being estranged from old friends and hometown sometimes feels like being exiled to a remote island with no boat in sight. That’s especially the case when you get word that a friend or their parent has died.

    As much as you want to, getting to the funeral to pay respects and demonstrate your compassion to your friend or relative can be nearly impossible.

    Deadlines, distractions and meeting pressures at work or your home far from your emotional base cause one to rationalize that being there can wait.

  • Couple praise son, Junior Civitans

    We want to congratulate my son and the Lancaster High Junior Civitan Club. This past year, the club won International Club of the Year. These young men work hard and give of themselves and their time to do many charitable projects. We want the citizens of Lancaster to know they deserve their proper recognition for this award.

  • Faulkner is leader we need on school board

    I have known Tyrom Faulkner, also known as The Chocolate Spider Man, from years ago when the Hill was the meeting place for old and young.

    That’s where Tyrom hosts the annual Hope on the Hill event. The Hill could have been the place where Tyrom dreamed of making the Fatherhood Project a reality.

    The Fatherhood Project helps men become better fathers and the program has meant so much for those who truly want a change in their lives and the lives of their families.

    He was the disc jockey for our block parties we used to have at Pardue Street Apartments.