Author: Becky Holland

I remember sitting on the grass at football practice at Middle Georgia College, watching the Warriors go through their daily runs and drills. They were preparing for their next game. I watched as the coaches worked with their specific positions. … Read more

Football has been a favourite sport of mine to watch ever since I was a wee thing, at the age of 6, watching the Dallas Cowboys of the 1970s. Sunday afternoons in the fall would be dedicated, after church, of … Read more

In my little apartment, people might say that my cats rule. Millie, my grey tabby, and Lucky, my deaf white kitty, would agree that they do, though I think that they like to make me believe that I do. They … Read more

The emergency weather siren rang loudly that night, just as the skies surrounding the campus of the University of West Alabama began to darken, and the winds began to rise. Immediately, Millie, my grey Tabby cat, tore for cover beneath … Read more

I opened the e-mail from the president of our college with anxious emotions. I had been waiting for word from him concerning a plight I had launched concerning getting myself declared an in-state student. I had been living and working … Read more

My mom's father, the Reverend James C. Madison, was close to 80 when he died, eight years ago. For many years, Grandpa had served faithfully as a minister in North Carolina, Mississippi, and Louisiana, USA, and was one of the … Read more

My mother had been injured as a result of a stupid and senseless crime. A young man who had worked at our family contracting company had attacked my mother with a broken brick in her office. His reasons are not … Read more

If my friend, Jim, had had any sense, he would have said "no" when I first asked him if he wanted to make some extra money helping me wash down sidewalks, stairs, and walls at one of the students' apartment … Read more

As soon as I saw the little creature staring at me, I knew I was gone. Cute as a button, white as could be, with a little streak of black on its head, it was mewing. My heart ached as … Read more

After working for six hours, putting together the latest edition of The Bleckley County News, I got the call that my other "boss" had taken a job at the University of West Alabama. My first thought was, "Where in the … Read more