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To everything there is a season
It starts with purple and white violets and bluets and unnamed tiny yellow flowers defying winter in our woods, then progresses way too fast through pink wild geranium, white fleabane, magenta redbuds, white dogwood if it’s a good season, and suddenly, Queen Anne’s lace and the lavender blue of chicory that signals full-blown summer... »Parents shouldn’t have to bury their children
Editor’s note: This column was originally published Feb. 23, 2006. Parents shouldn’t have to bury their children. But we do. This week my husband and I are preparing for the memorial service for our 30-year-old son Rex, who was fatally shot in Virginia Beach on Feb. 17. If you have to die young, it might as well... »An open letter to my son
Editor’s note: This column was originally published June 21, 2005, and I’m so glad I wrote this as a letter to Rex and gave him a framed copy. A year later, Bill and I had to face what every parent fears most. Our firstborn, Rex Bachner Hibbert, was fatally shot in Virginia Beach where... »Very poignant words.
Please don’t kill the reporter
One thing they don’t tell you in journalism school is how upset some people can get about things you never see coming. J-school professors also don’t prepare you for readers who seem to have no idea newspaper writers have feelings, too. Maybe I am too sensitive. That’s what my daddy always told me. Yet even after... »I love big hair – no ‘teasing’
I love big hair. No “teasing.” I can’t help it. I was a child of the ’50s and ’60s, when big hair was the thing, teasing was something girls and women did to their hair by back-combing it with a teasing comb, and Aqua Net was king. I come by the fascination with hair honestly.... »I must say your article made me laugh outloud. I too love big hair. So much infact that I have ...
Without any intention of doing so when I wrote about "big hair," I evidently offended wig wearers, at least, a ...
Smarter-than-average-bear breaks into my car
It sounds like the punch line to a bad joke: “Why did the bear break into the car? To get to the chocolate chip cookies.”
Bad Bear is back, and this time he broke into my car. The black bear yearling who roams our small mountain evidently read the poster stashed in the back that... » Perhaps a more pertinent question the insurance company should ask: Do any of your neighbors have a bear suit and ...
I do believe it's the same bear. We know that one has a sweet tooth because of the number of ...
Grandma’s hands
I looked down the other day and saw my grandmother’s hands. They were mine, of course. I had to admit my once-skinny fingers weren’t anymore. My Grandma Mosier had good, sturdy peasant bones, used to hard work and hard times. The former Maria Werner came over from Transylvania with two little boys in 1920, leaving my... »Meg and I share those hands. Hands that took me for walks, played pinochle, and made strudel. Hands ...
My mother’s china
When I was a little girl, I didn’t appreciate my mother’s china – or her crystal, or the drop-leaf mahogany table where I inevitably got stuck with a leg in front of me at dinner parties.
But now, I wish I could tell her that those two or three times a year when we have... » Oh my goodness! I am sitting in my easy chair with soft music and the smell of my favorite Mocha-scented ...
I was one the privileged guests to eat dinner on my Aunt Mary's china when you all were living in ...
Mother Nature sent the wrong order
I looked out the window in the full moon the other night and half expected to see wolves streaking across the snow fields.
I know it’s been more than 100 years since the last known wolf was killed in the South, in the Great Smoky Mountains in 1905, but maybe we’re not living in the... »
Bats in the…wine bar?
I figured it was about time for some animal high jinx; the wildlife have been too quiet around our place lately.
The outdoor animals have been behaving, except for those dratted squirrels stealing not only the bird food last week but also the suet cage – what do they do with those things, anyway? I... » Wil mentions a lot of good points, but I will hasten to recognize the bat you showed in your article ...
I suspect that bat is sick, affected by White Nose Syndrome (WNS), an emerging fungal pathogen that is killing bats ...
Meet the Locals
Meg Hibbert
Meg Hibbert has been editor of the Salem Times-Register and The New Castle Record since July 1999, and holds more than a dozen awards from the Virginia Press Association for feature writing, columns, business articles and education coverage. She and her husband, Bill, live in Salem and are avid University of Georgia Bulldogs.
Meg Hibbert
Meg Hibbert has been editor of the Salem Times-Register and The New Castle Record since July 1999, and holds more than a dozen awards from the Virginia Press Association for feature writing, columns, business articles and education coverage. She and her husband, Bill, live in Salem and are avid University of Georgia Bulldogs.
Meg Hibbert
Meg Hibbert has been editor of the Salem Times-Register and The New Castle Record since July 1999, and holds more than a dozen awards from the Virginia Press Association for feature writing, columns, business articles and education coverage. She and her husband, Bill, live in Salem and are avid University of Georgia Bulldogs.
Meg Hibbert
Meg Hibbert has been editor of the Salem Times-Register and The New Castle Record since July 1999, and holds more than a dozen awards from the Virginia Press Association for feature writing, columns, business articles and education coverage. She and her husband, Bill, live in Salem and are avid University of Georgia Bulldogs.
Meg Hibbert
Meg Hibbert has been editor of the Salem Times-Register and The New Castle Record since July 1999, and holds more than a dozen awards from the Virginia Press Association for feature writing, columns, business articles and education coverage. She and her husband, Bill, live in Salem and are avid University of Georgia Bulldogs.
Meg Hibbert
Meg Hibbert has been editor of the Salem Times-Register and The New Castle Record since July 1999, and holds more than a dozen awards from the Virginia Press Association for feature writing, columns, business articles and education coverage. She and her husband, Bill, live in Salem and are avid University of Georgia Bulldogs.
Meg Hibbert
Meg Hibbert has been editor of the Salem Times-Register and The New Castle Record since July 1999, and holds more than a dozen awards from the Virginia Press Association for feature writing, columns, business articles and education coverage. She and her husband, Bill, live in Salem and are avid University of Georgia Bulldogs.
Meg Hibbert
Meg Hibbert has been editor of the Salem Times-Register and The New Castle Record since July 1999, and holds more than a dozen awards from the Virginia Press Association for feature writing, columns, business articles and education coverage. She and her husband, Bill, live in Salem and are avid University of Georgia Bulldogs.
Meg Hibbert
Meg Hibbert has been editor of the Salem Times-Register and The New Castle Record since July 1999, and holds more than a dozen awards from the Virginia Press Association for feature writing, columns, business articles and education coverage. She and her husband, Bill, live in Salem and are avid University of Georgia Bulldogs.
Meg Hibbert
Meg Hibbert has been editor of the Salem Times-Register and The New Castle Record since July 1999, and holds more than a dozen awards from the Virginia Press Association for feature writing, columns, business articles and education coverage. She and her husband, Bill, live in Salem and are avid University of Georgia Bulldogs.
Sundays hit me hard. son passed on a sunday. your words are loving.
frank white August 9, 2010
Sunday was the day my son passed. Sun. hits me hard. Your thoughts are great.
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