Tidbits - August 1 2019



  We are all creatures of habit.
  When a routine changes, even briefly, it throws your life out of whack.
  Once a year, Emory has worship service at 9 a.m.,  because our sister church, Nazareth, has Homecoming.
  We try to get the word out, but annually we have people showing up for a 10:30 service. I don’t know if it happened this year. I was already gone.
  When I got home, I was lost. Normally, I listen to the last few minutes of First Baptist in Columbia’s telecast, but I got home on hour before it began.
 What did do? I started writing this column, which I normally do Sunday afternoon, which is also a routine change.
  When the Index-Journal started printing our paper, we had to change the printing time to a night, because that’s when they run their presses.
  Our Tuesday afternoon printing routine was changed to Monday night.
 Our deadline for news and ads changed to Friday afternoon, instead of Monday.
  Sunday became my Monday afternoon for laying out the paper and writing my column.
  There is one major advantage for me with the new set-up. Instead of covering the County Council meeting on Monday and coming home and writing the story for the coming week’s paper, I now have a week to write the story because the paper is being printed on Monday night.
  For 30 years or more, I drove to Lexington on Tuesday to pick up the papers, which were printed that afternoon, at varying times.
  The printed time alway depended on when we got the paper pages  to them, and press issues.
  Now, I drive to Greenwood on  Tuesday morning, and the papers are ready when I get there around 8:30 a.m., because they were printed during the night.
  On one of those first Tuesday mornings, I decided to something I had never done before. Before  I left, I went to the drive-thru and ordered breakfast to eat on the way.
  Now, I alternate between McDonald’s and Burger King every Tuesday. That’s the only day I get hungry at  breakfast time. My stomach has adjusted to the routine.
  People were well aware of my shopping excursions in Columbia on Tuesday while the paper was being printed, and began giving me shopping suggestions in Greenwood.
  Greenwood does have plenty of shopping options, but few places are open at 9 a.m. I now have a new routine, Big Lots and Ollie’s, then I head home.
  Our papers are back at practically the same time each Tuesday, around 10:15.
  My routine changed again due to the where the papers are printed. In the “old” days, I’d dropped papers at The Circle on my way back.
  Now, I have to drive from Saluda to The Circle to make my delivery.,
  Wednesday, things get back to normal. I delver papers to stores and take the bagged papers to the post office.
  Delivering, I still take my smoking route. Although I have not smoked in 11 and a half years, I still use the route that gave me a chance to smoke between one store and the next. Routine!
  Thursday is normal, and then Friday becomes Monday. We used to be able to take some Fridays off in the old days. Now, it’s deadline day.
  Now, I use that phrase Eddie Miller made famous, “I’m confused.”


  Sunday morning, I record “CBS Sunday Morning.”
  When I get home from church, I eat lunch, then crawl into bed for my nap. Before I doze off, however, I start watching my recording of “Sunday Morning.”
  Invariably, I fall asleep while watching it. When I awaken, I’ll rewind to what I was watching when I fell asleep ... and I’ll fall asleep again.
  When I awaken, I go through the same routine and usually, I doze back off. It’s amazing, and it’s not a boring segment that causes this. It’s one I actually want to see.
  Eventually, I watch the segment without falling asleep .... but I have to watch before 10 p.m.
  Something happens to me at 10. No matter how hard I try, I cannot stay awake.
  I was a fan of “NCIS: New Orleans” until CBS moved it to 10 p.m. I quit watching, knowing I would never see a complete episode.
 I have tried to watch “Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald” four times on HBONow. My first attempt, I saw the beginning and the end, but no in between.
  The last three times, I saw the beginning I had already seen, but no more. I am bound and determined to see this movie out of spite to my sleep genes.
  I’m a fan of “Stranger Things,” and have watched all three seasons, or have I?
  I am not a binge watcher. I like to watch one episode a week, starting at 10 p.m. on Sunday.
  When I see characters on the show I’ve never seen before, perhaps I slept through their introduction.
  I’ll keep trying.
  The “ Black Mirror” episode with Miley, I made it halfway, so I think I can get that one in.(Nope, I tried Sunday night and failed again.)
  The ideal thing would be to watch these programs during the day ... like “CBS Sunday Morning”....


  I was glad to see this year’s Tractor Pull was a sell out.
  Something unusual happened. There was no rain!


  I was saddened by the death of Alfred Nichols last week.
  His late wife Grace worked with my mother many years at Saluda High, and they kept up with each others’ families. We knew all the activities of Todd and Carmen, and we’ve kept up with both of them through Facebook.
  Alfred was a fine man who will be greatly missed.
  I was shocked to learn of the passing of Zach Croft.
  Zach was a brilliant young man, who graduated from Saluda High and Carolina, then went on to get a law degree at the University of Virginia.
  Zach wrote a few “Letters to the Editor” when he was at SHS and at Carolina. His last one was in 2011, and concerned the need for things to change in this state.
  He wrote: “Last week, I joined together with several concerned citizens to found a group called South Carolina Third Way.  This group will seek to offer practical solutions to real problems, ideas that actually provide jobs for our people rather than lining the pockets of lobbyists and political insiders who have for far too long been living lives of luxury at the expense of the voters they exploit.  We hope to take the best ideas from both parties on issues ranging from education and infrastructure to tax and funding reform and bring them to the forefront, allowing ideas rather than personalities to be the focus of our civil discourse and taking the counterproductive motives out of the conversation.
  ...So though we have endured much and continue to face a system determined not to yield to change, we recall the words of Tennyson who reminded us that “‘tis not too late to seek a newer world …that which we are, we are; one equal temper of heroic hearts…strong in will to strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.”   
  Yes, Zach was political, but what we should remember about Zach is his kindness.
  Terry Winn posted on Facebook a high school picture of Zach standing behind her late daughter Autumn.
  Although Autumn died in a tragic auto accident 12 years ago at the age of 16, Zach continued to check on the Winn family to see how they were doing.
  Terry wrote, “Now, they are together again.”