By Gary Lloyd If journalism could afford a time machine, I’d go back to Aug. 2, 2010, on Laurel Drive Southeast in Magee, Miss. It was late in the afternoon on a hot Monday, deadline approaching, but I should have talked to bystanders and family until the batteries in my tape recorder went dead, should … Continue reading Why didn’t I write that?
By Gary Lloyd A Trussville cemetery is now listed on the Alabama Historic Cemetery Register by the Alabama Historical Commission. Mt. Nebo Cemetery, located on U.S. Highway 11, was favorably reviewed by the Commission late this year. Mt. Nebo is the 43rd cemetery in Jefferson County to be listed in the Alabama Historic Cemetery Register, … Continue reading Trussville cemetery lands on state historical list
By Gary Lloyd I listen to a lot of music. If I’m not in work meetings, chances are that my cheap Sony headphones are covering my ears, funneling the sweet sounds of a wide range of music, from Luke Combs to Linkin Park, from Don Henley to Dierks Bentley. I’ve recently been on a Lynyrd … Continue reading All I can do is write about it
By Gary Lloyd The questions, outrage and jokes posted to Facebook in recent months have persisted longer than the waits at the Trussville railroad crossings. My intention for this column was to give you some history of the railroad tracks in Trussville, which reached this area in 1870, with locomotives carrying sandstone throughout the Southeast. … Continue reading My Train of Thought
By Gary Lloyd SCOOBA, Miss. – Former Clay-Chalkville High School and University of Alabama standout defensive lineman Quinton Dial is being inducted into the East Mississippi Community College Sports Hall of Fame. The induction will happen Thursday, Sept. 23 when the Lions host Holmes Community College at Sullivan-Windham Field in Scooba, Miss. Dial is one … Continue reading Former Clay, Crimson Tide standout heads to EMCC Hall of Fame
By Gary Lloyd I have stood inside the ropes at Augusta National Golf Club in Georgia, among the pink azaleas and tall dogwoods, and played for free at the Country Club of Birmingham, yet, inexplicably, I can’t get a long-shuttered driving range out of my mind. It always seemed to be on … Continue reading Home on the range
By Gary Lloyd The spine is tearing and the dog-eared pages are beginning to curl, but the words inside still hold together. Well, at least they do for me. It’s a book from my freshman year of college, titled Journalism: Who, What, When, Where, Why and How, by James Stovall, and its importance was lectured to … Continue reading That’s news to me
By Gary Lloyd On the corner of Washington and School streets in Boston, where the most notable of all American Renaissance authors gathered and discussed their books, you can now swing open the historic doors, make your way to the front counter, and request roasted chili-corn salsa on your $8 burrito. The Old Corner Bookstore, … Continue reading One for the books
By Gary Lloyd I have never killed a deer. Heck, I’ve never stared at one through the scope of a Remington or from atop a deer stand strapped tight to a tall oak. No, for most of my life I’ve only seen deer from a heated seat of a Hyundai Tucson or Kia Sorento, through … Continue reading Deer in the floodlights
By Gary Lloyd In days as implausible as these, as much as I have tried to avoid the vitriol on social media and television, I still was compelled to write. It’s what writers do during, well, any times, whether they be wild Wednesdays or mundane Mondays. If happenings are not written down, people forget. But … Continue reading Praise for local leaders
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