For a while, it seemed our world stood still. All was almost surreal. The silence of the skies and absence of contrails was like what one might expect in a sci-fi movie. An entire nation was singularly focused on what unfolded before it on the morning of Sept. 11, 2001.
BY Richard Whiting
If you’re not a habitual front-to-back newspaper reader, then flip back a few pages. There, on page 3A, you’ll find Chris Trainor’s weekly column. There you will read that Chris is danged excited, and understandably so. He’s gearing up for college football season.
Sorry to beat the proverbial dead horse, but it’s all because we want to keep you around as long as possible. And not just as subscribers and readers. We genuinely care.
A couple of songs keep rolling through my head as Sunday approaches. No, not a hymn. Although that would be appropriate, my ministers would say.
Originally, this was to be about fun stuff, such as if you missed out on Stone Brewing’s Enjoy By 07.04.21 IPA you missed another good one. Or the brewery’s fancied up cans of IPAs with labels created by guest artists. Also good.
It’s a -30- after 33 years for Bill Rogers. That’s not quite accurate. The 33 only accounts for the years he’s been at the helm of the South Carolina Press Association.
In just a couple of weeks we can all show just how unified we can be. We can be colorblind.