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Nine phone calls and three hours later . . .
It seemed like such an easy thing to do — change the password on my e-mail account.
My free, personal, yahoo.com e-mail account that I have owned for about 12 years.
I’ve changed the password at least 25 times since I started it when I was in graduate school.
It’s an e-mail account I refuse to give up without a fight.
It was hacked recently, though. In fact, it was hacked twice in two weeks. -
Middle School Madness
I recently stumbled across some old school memorabilia of Lee’s and Brittany’s from their Middle School days – a collection of great little books called Middle School Madness. Evidently, the students were allowed to make these books in one of their classes, and they are so cool.
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Citywide revival becomes life-changing weekend
Something amazing and wonderful happened last weekend — the walls of about 15 Jacksonville churches fell down and their members gathered together in one location to worship and praise as one.
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Sobering parallels between the 1920s and 1990s
Periods of history are like snowflakes – no two are ever exactly alike. However, when you compare the decades of the 1920s and 1990s, and the decades of economic instability that followed them, the parallels are quite sobering.
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Something about seasons
The splashing and laughter, hot dogs and burgers—summertime is hard to beat.
Summer, the hot season.
Seasons are something we connect with, something we can relate to: we all have a favorite season. -
A Father’s Day tragedy
Lancaster Police Officer Craig Shaw and Jeremy McMillian, 37 and 23 respectively, were shot and killed on Father’s Day.
Both of these men were fathers — one, Shaw, was doing his duty to protect and serve the people of Lancaster, while McMillian was simply driving his two children into an apartment complex that day. - Locating Summer Bass
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A debt of gratitude
There are three flag poles at the edge of our lot here at work — three flag poles that all too often and for too long stand empty.
Over the past couple of months, several entities and individuals have helped us fill those flagpoles, and to those folks, the Daily Progress staff and I want to give a hearty and very well-deserved “Thank you.” -
When the great ones fall ...
I first became aware of Helen Thomas when I was a seventh grader at Central Junior High School in Nederland (yes, Texas). She came to speak to the students at our school.
At 13, it was just a thrill to get out of class for a program. I didn’t care what the topic was.
But this rather imposing-looking — and even more imposing-speaking — woman captivated me. - More Columns Headlines
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Nine phone calls and three hours later . . .
