Editorials

Most Sundays, I sit behind a rowdy group of octogenarian ladies at church. When I ask how they're doing, I never get "My bunions are acting up" or "I think the gout is coming on."
No, there's usually some sass and always some humor. This past week was no exception. (Names have been abbreviated to protect identities and my backside from catching a swift kick).

Last week's Nashville Graphic carried coverage of the Northern Nash High School Boys Basketball team winning the 6A state championship - the first time since 1968.
Though I'm a Southern Nash High School alumna, I was extremely excited for the Northern Nash Knights when word came they had won. I anxiously awaited for that text to roll in from our folks covering the game. When the phone dinged and I opened the text to see "WE WON!!" -- I couldn't help but to jump out my seat to do a little victory dance myself.

This photo published in The Nashville Graphic on June 20, 1968 of a worm farm, owned and operated by Ellis Nelms of Nashville. Nelms raised red wigglers. In this photo, Bertha Silver aids Nelms by counting the worms as she puts them in boxes for sale to area fisherman.