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Governor Phil Bryant certainly took his sweet time deciding whether or not there should be a state takeover of F-rated Jackson Public Schools. That is sure not the same approach he took back in 2014 when he pounced on the takeover of our then B-rated Scott County School District.
Wonder what the difference is?
Folks my age and older — some younger too I suppose — are always talking about how different things are today than when we were kids. It’s pretty much a never ending cycle. Our parents said it about us, we said it about our kids and they’ll probably say the same thing about their kids.
The crisp morning air and chilly breeze felt good just before daylight Monday morning as I walked the dogs. It felt like it should feel this time of year. It was just the opposite Saturday in Starkville where we suffered through the heat in the football stadium, and as much or more so beneath the tailgate tents.
My wife and I took a road trip to Hattiesburg this past Saturday. We had been wanting to go to this place called The Lucky Rabbit for months. I know the name kind of sounds like a strip joint, or bar, or maybe a casino, but in reality it is a big ole warehouse filled with vendor booths. A wall-to-wall flea market.
When the President ripped open a culture war a few weeks ago, I decided I was not going to write about it because the whole intent of Donald Trump was to create division. The week after, I wrote a draft, and I trashed it because I still felt it was too divisive.
It happened again Monday just after 7:00 a.m. while on my way to work. The traffic signal facing me at the intersection of Hillsboro Street and Hwy. 80 in Forest turned green. I was on Hillsboro so that means the light had to be red on the side the folks traveling on Highway 80 were on. Everyone knows that, right?
It was still dark when I woke up Friday morning. I could hear the gurgle of the automatic coffee maker and the inviting smell of Maxwell House French Roast drifted up the stairwell as I made my way down to take the dogs out for their morning ritual.
Monday morning on my way to the office — about halfway between Sebastopol and Forest — one of the ever present Scott County School buses heading toward us, with yellow lights flashing, slowed and looked to be about to stop. The chicken truck driver in front of me slowed down and then eased on past.
The permitting of wine and liquor sales in Forest faces the uphill challenge that entails first gathering and certifying 798 registered voter signatures on a petition. And then, within 60 days of delivering the petition, those in favor must turn out voters to actually pass the measure.