THE SHELBY INDEPENDENT

Romance will never be the same

I remember the first time I gave a girl I liked a giant Hershey kiss. I was in the 6 th  or 7 th  or 8 th grade – maybe I was in high...

The names of restaurants have always annoyed me. I don’t know why, that’s just how I’m wired.

While I was in South Dakota, I learned a lot I didn’t know about the eagle. Mostly what it represented to the Lakota people, one steeped in history, bravery and wisdom.

There’s no place quite like North Carolina.

Mondays remind me of The Gremlins

If it’s not summer, and definitely not the cool feel of Fall, then, what is this abysmal period of discombobulating season called?

Kings Mountain needs to make some major changes.

The Pavilion was a magical place — at one time, from what we were all told.

The last of the pre-internet pioneer children. The last of the “just yell for my mom, she will hear you!” When you fell off your bike and br

OPINION / HUMOR — Opening a cylinder can/ tube of ready-to-bake biscuits is the baking version of Russian Roulette.

OPINION — Wash those apples carefully…