Columns

As a reporter I am used to asking questions. Sometimes the answers are obvious and other times they are hidden.

This Sunday evening before the Fourth of July, I have one question that has plagued me since March 1 when I first found out a 3-year-old child had been dropped off at the Brunswick Novant Medical Center and died shortly after.

How could anyone kill a 3-year-old child?

I just don’t understand.

I type with trepidation early this morning in my Little River, S.C., living room, the back screened-porch door cautiously open to the sounds of light rain and a crow cawing in the distance for his breakfast.

Things just haven’t been the same since I got lured in by my new Magic Mesh instant screen door, one of those As-Seen-On-TV miracle products that seemed to be just what I—and my cats—needed to survive summer.

 I’m hardly a sharp-shooter, and most likely wont’ be an expert gunslinger anytime soon.

And while that suits me just fine, my boyfriend insists I practice my marksmanship, for safety, of course.

It’s not uncommon for me to find a text message on my phone alerting me to a gun purchase, or a phone call announcing a family membership to a local gun range.

In case you haven’t heard, President Barack Obama and Co. are headed to the ever-important swing state of North Carolina for the Democrat National Convention this September.

Charlotte will play host to the DNC beginning Labor Day, and it turns out some local lawmakers are concerned about their resources during their visit to the Tar Heel State.

It’s not security resources they’re worried about. Their venues are big enough. And there are more than enough restaurants and hotels to give Charlotte a nice little end-of-season economic boost.