Editorials

Spring is barely two weeks old, but already breathtaking.
As in, many of us can hardly breathe when we go outside because of the pollen.
My formerly metallic black Honda is now a disgusting yellow-green. I was driving down Nash Street in Wilson the other day and briefly thought someone had launched a mustard gas attack at the Ward Boulevard intersection -- or that maybe a high school team bus had stopped for Big Macs -- but it was just a pollen storm.

There are always two sides to every story, even if we don't want to accept the "other side."
I learned late Sunday evening that a young man who grew up here in Nashville had returned home to deliver the Palm Sunday message at his hometown church.
This young man left for college four years ago with one vision for his future. He never once thought his journey, and passion, would change to follow God rather than the world's expectations.

This photo published on Oct. 3, 1968 in The Nashville Graphic. The annual membership campaign of the Nash County Farm Bureau was kicked off with a supper meeting at Buck Overton's. Shown here are those in attendance. The farm organization had a membership goal of 1,600 for 1969.