Maybe you’ve heard the objection before against Christianity, or maybe you’ve said the objection before yourself, and it goes like this: “There are too many hypocrites in the church!

From 1929-2016, The Tallassee Tribune featured a weekly column called “Dirty Digs.” This week, the style of this space reflects how Mr. Eubanks and Mr. Cottle might have covered some recent news.

For the third time, the State’s Charter School Commission denied the application of the Magic City Acceptance Academy. The denial wasn’t an outright no to the state’s gay community; it was by abstention, as some members of the commission voted yes and some voted no but others chose to not si…

One of the things we deeply desire in times of uncertainty is to know God is in control. We want to see how God is moving in the circumstances of our lives. The test of faith is we often cannot see clearly how God is working. While on rare occasions God works through miraculous means, the va…

Have you ever have a day where you are just blank?

Over the weekend, I was honored to present the eulogy for Mrs. Pat Burak, a lifelong resident of this area and former colleague at Tallassee High School. Her contributions to our community were so great, it seems only proper to remember her in this space today.

Editor’s Note: This article is a reprint as Mr. Brantley was unable to send a column this week.

In our formative years, we were taught the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. That’s something we can all agree seems good, fair and accurate in theory.

We are losing an art and that’s the art of whistling.

Summer’s almost over — and being that it was the longest summer break in the history of summer breaks, I’ve had the opportunity to reflect upon the glory of being able to work.

We’ve seen it at every single level over the past few months. Whether it has anything to do with sports or not, every decision continues to get passed on from one governing body to the next because no one wants to step in and make a bold decision one way or the other.

I will turn their mourning into joy; I will comfort them and give them gladness for sorrow. - Jeremiah 31:13

When I was a small boy, one of our biggest entertainment options was reading the funny papers. I liked Li’l Abner.

I used to see this guy around Troy when I was a student. Big fellow. Moved quickly, though, always in a hurry to get someplace.

A decade ago, I was still working full time at my “day job” and was stationed at The Tallassee Tribune. I was still writing a weekly newspaper column, and a rumination on completing another decade of existence was titled “Nothing rhymes with ‘60’” (vs. cutesy phrases like “Lordy, lordy — loo…

I’m tired of being in my feels and pouring my emotions out in ink. So, I’m changing the narrative back to sports — my sanctuary.

Growing up as the oldest sibling is never easy. Usually you are the first to make mistakes in life, so your younger siblings don’t have to go through them and they learn from you, whether it’s punishments or life lessons.

This week, the new administrative teams at Southside Middle School and Tallassee High School were announced and are settling into their new roles.

“Who lives? Who dies? Who tells your story?”

“Those who fear you shall see me and rejoice, because I have hoped in your word."

They say two is better than one; and the more, the better.

I leaned back in the water and felt the wave gently rock me from side to side. My friends — my adopted family — chattered in the distance, their voices blending into a perfect harmony of happiness.

Four months.

“Our soul waits for the Lord; he is our help and our shield. For our heart is glad in him, because we trust in his holy name. Let your steadfast love, O Lord, be upon us, even as we hope in you.”

Let's go back to around 1956. My father-in-law is sick with cancer and the VA asked if they could send him to the Memphis, Tennessee VA and do some research on his particular type of cancer. He said yes and away he went with no delay.

I’m in my mancave on this beautiful Sunday morning singing.

“For you have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling; I will walk before the Lord in the land of the living.” — Psalm 116:8, 9

We sure did have a nice weekend in Tallassee thanks to the hard work of some very dedicated individuals in the community. If you missed it, you missed a lot.

I kind of know what I want to say I just don't know where to start. He has always been a part of my military life even when I got drafted into the Army. The days and nights we traveled together to camps, recruiting, even to foreign countries, and he never changed. We watched them build three…

In the summer of 1974, the United States was at a crossroads.