On Saturday, June 17, 1995, I had just returned from an up & down week at South Carolina’s Palmetto Boys State, sponsored by the American Legion. It was up & down due to the weird things going on with my body that just didn’t seem normal-night sweats, back pains, inability to use the bathroom at times, throwing up after I ate, & being really tired participating in sports activities throughout the week.
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Where’s the Balance in Life for ________ (Attorneys, Doctors, White/Blue Collar Workers)?
This article was brought on by two separate contacts I had with friends inquiring about the satisfaction and enjoyment I obtained from doing my job. Both of these friends were fellow attorneys but working in different specialties. I was honored to be contacted by them because they are both hard working and intelligent individuals with
Blackberries, Iphones, and Touch Screens Oh My: Simplicity Save Me
Lately I have caught a lot of grief over my cell phone and its simplicity. The poor thing only makes calls and texts. It use to have picture taking abilities but that doesn’t work anymore. The phone I have is a flip phone and sometimes the screen will not work.
I have tried the fancy
We Need Cycle Killers, Not Psycho Killers: Shooting People Aint Too Cool
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Embracing the recent Spring like days with open arms, I awoke on Wednesday, March 25, 2009, to a light rain, dark clouds, and cold weather. Nothing outside the normal as we had still not approached the 85-95 degree days of a “Southern Summer” but we had enjoyed a teaser of warm temperatures.
South Carolina Foreclosure Sale: My Personal Experience
The current home I live and work out of is on the West End of Greenville, South Carolina:
- nestled less than a block from $250,000.00 condos and single family homes of the Pendleton West Subdivision;
- less than two blocks from the Greenville Drive baseball field and Liberty Tap Room (closer than Pendleton West is to
The Greatest New Year’s Resolution Ever
I have been trying to find motivation after returning from my first full week of vacation without any contact with the office to offer some great epiphany or advice. Instead I simply return with a clear head and a fresh start, which is good enough for me.
However, I did come across an article in
The Devil’s Drug
I had never heard of methamphetamine referred to as the "Devil’s Drug", until I saw what a crushing blow it could have on a local family, leaving young children and a loving wife in its wake.
It’s hard for loved ones and even addicts to reach out for help but there are so many resources made