Category: News Exchange Columns

The Lost Art Of Making Do Tom Poland Posted October 6, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netHe was twenty-six when the Great Depression arrived, thirty-six when it ended. A decade of doing without taught him something about survival. “Keep something seven years and you’ll find a new use for it.” Granddad’s...

Lincoln Street Tom Poland Posted September 28, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netOne word. That’s all it takes, and the brain’s mystifying chemistry swirls past and present into an amalgam we call life. Phases pass before us in an experience akin to schizophrenia. We’re different people as we navigate life’s phases....

An Effigy Of Rock Tom Poland Posted September 27, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netSomething like sixty years had passed since I saw it. This time, however, I saw it from above. The WPA built a beautiful tower of stone so you can get a birds-eye view of a bird of...

The Relentless Grind: Football’s Hidden Injuries Tom Poland Posted September 14, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netWinter Haven Florida, February 1996—I covered Cypress Gardens’ 60th anniversary for Ski World magazine. It was Florida’s oldest theme park, one where Southern belles wore hoop skirts, skiers leapt from ramps, and women skiers built...

Mud, crushed granite, and memories Tom Poland Posted September 13, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netNostalgia pulled at me hard. On the second Sunday in September, I decided to see three things that were no more. And so I drove up Georgia Highway 79 to mom’s old homeplace. Gone. As I...

Aluminum, Glass, Rum, War, & Hemingway: When Timelines Cross Tom Poland Posted September 9, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netThe vessels resemble, cousins of a sort, my worn canteen and its shiny glass companion. The two came to me by dissimilar routes. A friend brought me the rum from Key West...

Old Island Haunts: Add Hazel’s Café to the list Tom Poland Posted September 6, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netOld island haunts. The fever to develop islands didn’t destroy all of them. In a few instances, someone decided, “Not for sale.” And so you can still find old stores, cafes, and...

The Feared Invader Tom Poland Posted August 30, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netLet’s talk invasive species. One will bite you. You can bite the other. You can eat it, but given time it will entomb all you possess. Fire ants or kudzu? Which do people fear most?I believe kudzu tops...

Drowning The Past: What We’ve Lost Tom Poland Posted August 30, 2022 By Tom Poland A Southern Writer www.tompoland.net tompol@earthlink.net I spent a lot of time on Clarks Hill Lake (Strom Thurmond Lake), during my teenage and college years. I camped, boated, and skied, but over the years lake fun...

The CCC: FDR's Tree Army Tom Poland Posted August 24, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netIf my mother didn’t like something, she’d tell you. If she liked something, you knew that too, and she liked the Civilian Conservation Corps, Franklin Delano Roosevelt’s “Tree Army.” That arboreal moniker resulted from the CCC’s...

The Pull Of The Macon Music Scene Tom Poland Posted August 19, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netI find my mind drifting back to Macon, and then I find myself driving kudzu-bordered roads. Macon, Georgia sits in the middle of Georgia. It’s not an easy drive from Columbia, South Carolina, to...

Book Event Season Is Upon Us Tom Poland Posted August 11, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netShe asked, and I told her. “What’s the writing life like?”“It’s a sentence to solitary confinement. You work in isolation for long periods, and that’s a good, peaceful day most days.”However, the day comes when...

The Power Of Moonlit Imagery Tom Poland Posted August 2, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netHerman Melville created Moby Dick, the great white sperm whale that bit off Ahab’s leg. James Dickey had a 12-point white buck that swam from island to island in moonlight. And I recall boyhood tales of...

The Dark Corner Tom Poland Posted July 27, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netI’d been there many times but never realized just what a dark history existed until I visited a legal distillery up that way. “Folks still go in there and disappear,” and old timer told me. Maybe so.I asked...

The National Park Nearest You Tom Poland Posted July 19, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netHere in the classic South, we have two choices when it comes to national parks. We have the Great Smoky Mountains National Park in Tennessee and we have Congaree National Park near Columbia, South Carolina. Chances...

Botanical Beauty—For Women Only Tom Poland Posted July 12, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netWhat’s behind a name? Lots most of the time. Sometimes it’s obvious, sometimes it’s a mystery, but often it’s botanical. I’ve not met a woman named Star. Nor have I met one named Gazer, but Star Gazer?...

The Gospel. Sunday Piano Memories Tom Poland Posted June 29, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netThe old book and instrument of wood and ivory need each other. In fact, they share what biologists call a symbiotic relationship. In my recall of days of yore, the hymnal and old piano made beautiful...

Ferns, Nature’s Colonists Tom Poland Posted June 28, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netFerns bless us with classic Southern settings but doing so isn’t always easy. Random winds pick up fern spores and scatter them, their destiny determined by fate. Many end up lost at sea. Some fall on barren places...

Vintage Enamelware Tom Poland Posted June 24, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netI was visiting the past at the Lincoln County History Park when I spied a graceful blue enamelware pot sitting among fire logs. Warm memories came from that cold enamelware. Yes, that forgotten pot sent me reeling through the...

Thistles, A Prickly Subject Tom Poland Posted June 24, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netWe’d be walking to a farm pond in quest of bream when Grandmom Poland would spot a thistle. “Watch out for that nettle.” She’d hardly break stride leaning over to yank it from the earth. Thus, I...

Boneyards Tom Poland Posted June 24, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netTheir name belies their beauty, though its definition rings true. “Boneyard, | ˈbōnyärd |Noun, informal, a cemetery.” A cemetery they are, the resting places of maritime forests conquered by the sea. I’ve written about boneyards, now and then spelled bone...

Aldo’s Bench Tom Poland Posted June 21, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netThe bench you see overlooks an estuarine creek. That creek snakes its way into a wider creek, Pine Creek, I believe, that snakes its way into the Hampton River, which spills into the Atlantic near Pelican Creek Natural Area....

Bob’s Store Tom Poland Posted June 6, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netThe store’s filled to the brim with antiques. They hang from the ceiling. They fill aisles. It’s a place I could check out for hours. Why there’s even a …Wait a minute. I’m ahead of myself. Antiques didn’t catch...

A Peach Of A Summer Tom Poland Posted May 31, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netFrom my orchard of memories a lonely peach tree stands in the front yard of my youth. The tree looked sickly and produced fruit a tad bigger than a golf ball. The tree stood in the...

Porch Sitting Tom Poland Posted May 24, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netIt’s a vanishing art, porch sitting. There was a time, though, when folks retired to the porch just to pass the time. As a boy, I sat on my parent’s screen porch and counted the trucks going by. When...

The Cedars Of Philomath Tom Poland Posted May 19, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netLong ago it was, in the late 1980s. I was in a hurry to get back to South Carolina. Thus did I take Georgia Highway 22, known also as the Crawfordville Road. I knew that road would...

Folk Medicine Remedies Tom Poland Posted April 29, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netLike the Black Crowe’s “Remedy, and its line, I need a remedy”, folks of yesteryear needed remedies and they came up with them. We call their aspiring cures “Folk Medicine.” Once again I’m writing about home remedies, folk...

Through Broken Glass Tom Poland Posted April 19, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netThe old church just wanted to be left alone, but that didn’t happen. Someone shot out her windows. Some kid’s BBs shattered panes, leaving sharp jagged edges in their wake. Panes hanging like guillotines gave a gray catbird...

Masters Memories Tom Poland Posted April 11, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netThere comes a memory from long ago when Georgia had yet to win 1980 and 2021 national champions. No worries, Georgia was and is an annual world champion for those who compete for the green jacket.Living some 37 miles...

A Creek Runs Through It Tom Poland Posted April 7, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netWriters title works and often they fail to come up with a good one. Half Asleep In Frog Pajamas comes to mind. Sometimes a gem of a title comes along and its words and title stay...

A New Broom Sweeps Clean Tom Poland Posted March 23, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.net“A new broom sweeps clean, but an old broom knows the corners.” Mom pulled out this old saw when a new preacher attempted wholesale change or a new boss let the old employees go. The rest...

Rediscovering An Old Friend Tom Poland Posted March 21, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netMarch 3rd is a day I’ll long remember. A bit earlier I had given a talk to the Kiwanis Club at the Darlington Country Club. Returning home I chose to get lost. Just drive and see where...

An Old Tree, An Old Academy: A Magnolia and a School of Consequence Tom Poland Posted March 15, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netAs you top the Edgefield County rise, that fine word “copse” comes to mind. Copse, a small group of trees, that’s what you see. Look closer, however, and...

Cotton Pickin’ Memories Tom Poland Posted March 7, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netMy jaunts around the South take me past old haunts, a cotton gin now and then. I’ve seen gins in Salters, Bishopville, and other rural places. They sit idle. A spell back I ventured inside an old gin....

Miss Emily’s Oak Tom Poland Posted Feb. 28, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netShe planted the oak some sixty-eight years ago. Miss Emily was around twenty-six then. The years passed, the tree grew, and today it’s a setting Normal Rockwell would have appreciated. A classic Southern scene, it possesses the requisite...

From Savior to Survivor Tom Poland Posted Feb. 23, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netFour relics remind me of how things used to be: fire towers, windmills, chimneys, and silos. I’ve written about fire towers, windmills, and chimneys but never silos. I described where a rock chimney stands, its quartz glistening...

Wild Horses Tom Poland Posted Feb. 17, 2022By Tom PolandA Southern Writerwww.tompoland.nettompol@earthlink.netWhen I hear some determined soul say “wild horses couldn’t pull me away” thoughts race through my mind. First, I think of Muscle Shoals, Alabama. You’d think it’d be Mussel Shoals as mussels and waterways go together, but no,...