I haven’t always been beloved like I am now as your editor – or at least I’d like to think I’m somewhat beloved. Okay, I’ll go with somewhat liked or even tolerated. No, there was a time, back in the old days, that I was despised by some, enough that they formed a club against me.
This past week I returned to my Saturday night hobby for the first time in nearly two years. I had taken a sabbatical from my hobby after my work hours made it difficult to continue my weekend routine. However, prior to my temporary leave, I’d enjoyed my Saturday night pursuit for about a decade.
I don’t put much stock in New Year resolutions. In my experience, New Year resolutions are simply a way to put off things for another year, only to let them go by the wayside after a week or two of half-hearted attempts to change one’s life.
With Y2K-plus-20 arriving in a couple of days, it harkens me back to when I was the victim of the crime of the century.
As I sat in my office, ruminating over what to write about this week, the subject matter came to me from out of the blue. Actually, it came from within, specifically from a “rumbly in my tumbly” as the ancient philosopher Winnie the Pooh used to say. It seems like I may have picked up a slig…
Do you ever find yourself raging against the machine? I do. As a middle-aged guy, I still have a healthy distrust for technology. Sure, I was the first one on my block to get the internet and was one of the first folks in my town to get a cellphone, even though it was one of those big bag ph…
How exactly does one get motivated to play a role like the Grinch? Especially when they’re a happy, carefree guy like me who is always smiling and rarely grouchy?
It took me almost three months but I finally made a ginormous mistake this past Monday, my oversight depriving everyone in Tullahoma their sports page (although you are getting extra sports today to make up for it).
If you’ve been reading my column for very long, you know that I dabble in humor. I try to lighten the mood when folks open up their Sunday edition to the opinions page and are inundated with impeachment, impeachment and more impeachment. Yeah. Listening to the same old verse gets old. And, b…
During last week’s column when I was talking about learning to fly the hard way, I mentioned in passing that I had been shot at three times in my line of work, pointing out that the newspaper business can sometimes be a little on the dangerous side. Much to my surprise, that simple comment h…
I’m actually lucky to be alive to even write this column given the many endeavors I’ve undertaken in my life that could have gotten me killed. It’s not that I’m not appreciative of life, it’s just that I have a thrill-seeker personality that sometimes puts me in situations that aren’t the sa…
It may surprise you to hear the admission I’m about to make given the fact I am a career newspaper reporter and have published six full-length novels. I don’t like to read that much. Hide your children’s ears. I’m sure Dolly Parton will black list me now.
Don’t you just hate that one guy who claims he isn’t scared of anything and is all the time bragging about what a tough guy he is? You know, he walks around like he’s an alpha male, talking about how nothing ever phases him. Don’t you want to see him get his come-up-ins just once? Don’t you …
“That could have been me!” I yelled to my friend, shouting over the sound of Axl Rose as Guns N’ Roses performed “You Could Be Mine” at the Exit 111 Festival on a chilly Sunday night this past week
I think everyone should have to run for office just once in their life to understand how it is on the other side of the street in the dog-eat-dog world of politics. It’s easy to criticize and villainize when you have no idea of what you’re talking about.
For those of you who don’t know me yet, I’m a middle-aged guy – well preserved to be from the beginning of Generation X - but still I’m advancing in years. Actually, calling myself middle age is a bit hopeful since, if I’m presently at the mid-point in my life, then I will live to be 108. Yo…
My name is Duane Sherrill. I’m your new editor and I’m a man. Well, I am now anyway. Up until a few years ago I was a woman.
It might seem like a simple concept, but it’s one that’s come up several times in conversations we’ve had about our mural installations lately, so it’s appropriate to pose the more fundamental question: What, exactly, is art?
Skydivers have a home in Tullahoma!
Fifty years ago yesterday, Neil Armstrong stepped out of lunar excursion module known as the “Eagle” to become the first man to set foot on the surface of the moon.
Notes from the Mayor
As I was growing up I remember a great sense of astonishment as I learned how to work the telephone.
As a Tullahoma native and Tullahoma High School graduate, the well-being and success of my hometown and home county has always mattered a great deal to me — despite choosing to leave the state for college and my current adventure moving to New York to work in magazine journalism.
On occasion I struggle to find a good topic for my weekly ramblings.
Am I the only person who simply can't have anything nice?
Understanding who we are as a community, what our role is as a newspaper and prioritizing hyper-local content – then expanding on it to be more complete than ever.
To the editor:
One criticism I’ve heard of The Tullahoma News is that our pages are too liberal and that they’re out of sync with our readers.
On Friday, the Tullahoma High School football team, cheerleading squad, marching band and JROTC honored its senior members during senior night ceremonies before the Wildcats hosted Giles County. All photos were taken by staff photographer Zach Birdsong.
History holds solution to TNReady’s failures
Killing the golden goose
Never to be forgotten
Glenn Anderson
‘Fake news’ rallying cry damages real reporting
Nita W. Shumaker, MD
Rooster’s crow as old as time
Frank Daniels III
Thoughts on who we are
The true meaning of Christmas
Let us give thanks
Chris Rone, MD
Jacy Warrell
Let us give thanks
Randy McNally
Weldon Payne
TENNESSEE JUSTICE CENTER
Daybreak
Lee H. Hamilton
