Ready Player One

By JAMIE MASSENGALE,

I n a dark room, there is a child playing video games. The glow from the screen reflects from his face as he moves his character across the screen. His eyes beam like giant orbs of light when his character achieves the goal. The game's music echoes through his ears, carving its way into his memory. 



Party in the Back

By JAMIE MASSENGALE,

I was watching the Clemson and Notre Dame football game on TV last week when I saw something that I was not expecting. 

With Clemson dominating the game and Notre Dame having to punt on nearly every single drive, the cameras focused on Notre Dame punter Tyler Newsome. 




Progression

By JAMIE MASSENGALE,

I stood there in an empty train station. Confused. And scared.

When I was in my early twenties, I took a trip to visit some relatives that live outside of Atlanta. 

Instead of driving, I decided to take Amtrak. I had never experienced riding on a train before and thought it would be a fun way to travel. 


Big Dreams

By JAMIE MASSENGALE,

When I was growing up, I loved to play soccer. It just so happened that Hattiesburg Mayor Toby Barker and I were on a State Championship-winning soccer team based out of the Jaycee Soccer Complex in Meridian.

The year we won the Under-12 state championship was actually the same year as World Cup ‘94, which took place in the USA. 



Need a Lyft?

By JAMIE MASSENGALE,

For those who don’t know me, I have recently changed jobs. I had been working for a prominent law office in downtown Hattiesburg for the past 11 ½ years. 

I didn’t quit, and I was not fired. I was let go or laid off you could say. When I was first told that I needed to look for a new job, I was nervous and scared.