Go for a walk!

By ELIJAH JONES,

Walking.  I've always been a walker.  Only thing is, these days, not enough of us walk anymore, we drive. 

In fact, we'll drive around the mall parking lot for minutes, looking for that "perfect" parking space, the one closest to Dillard's main entrance.  But back in days of old, people in Hattiesburg walked, a lot.  Especially me. 




(PRIDE and) PREJUDICE

By ELIJAH JONES,

Prejudge. Prejudice. Are the two words like first cousins? I'm reminded of an incident to use as an illustration.

Many years ago, when I lived in Los Angeles, Sunday afternoons were dedicated to free time, getting into my car and exploring some of the many things to do in that megalopolis of a city. 





Hustle & Bustle: Get downtown Hattiesburg where the lights are bright!

By ELIJAH JONES,

Downtown, where all the lights are bright!  You older folk, like me, should remember that song by Petula Clark.  

I would've been in grade school, only eight years old, when it was a pop hit.  

We're talking 1964, when AM radio ruled the airwaves. At  that age, Hattiesburg was just about the only city I knew.  




Artistic tragedy

By ELIJAH JONES,

 On my usual Saturday drive to Walmart on U.S. 49, I often find myself driving past the abandoned Pat Harrison Waterway District building. 

You've seen it a million times. The building was located near Mamie Street and the highway, at the main entrance to Forrest General Hospital. 


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