I know it’s not an exact match, but I see some similarities. In 1946, my aunt, Rosellen Howell (whom, growing up, I called Aunt Zellie), headed to New York City at the ripe…

Yep. These three gals — all in the 75-85-year-old range died recently, according to my local paper, The Columbia Flier. Why did this strike me as curious? Not their ages, of course. Their…

The Economist, in an article called “The Big C,” had some information I’d like to share here. If you’re a regular reader of Hometown Columbia, you may have gleaned by now, that the…

Waiting at a stoplight the other day, my eyes scanned the scene and I saw — yet again — one of those “got whatever?” mimic-The-Dairy-Council ad campaigns. I sighed a big sigh and…