The best route for a Sunday cruise

harley

There are certain must haves when I’m looking for the optimum spot for a Sunday afternoon cruise on my Harley Davidson Heritage Softail Classic – snake-like curves mixed with throttle turning straightaways, rolling hills, beautiful scenery, limited traffic and even fewer stop signs and red lights.
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Glad speaker realizes it’s time to put country and state ahead of politics

Joel McNeece

Politicians, speaking in 10 minute segments scattered across two days at the Neshoba County Fair last week, told those in the audience either the state is doing great, or is in dire need of leadership.
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Neshoba County Fair has plenty of great spots

Joel McNeece

There were nearly 30 of us packed on to the once large steps leading into the Salter-Denley Cabin on Founders Square at the Neshoba County Fairgrounds. The constantly growing family has made the annual group photo at the Fair quite the challenge.
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Meet Gary Johnson, our next president?

Joel McNeece

If ever there was a year for a third party candidate to break through, you would think this would be the one.
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Charlie McNeece wins the lottery

charlie ac

Charlie McNeece just won the lottery, setting him up for a life of luxury.
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Fireworks, friends and fun times

Joel McNeece

Things couldn’t have timed out any better in Bruce Monday night as the town’s annual Fourth of July celebration continued to get better and better.
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Need less frivolity, much more substance in Jackson

Joel McNeece

The steam was almost visible coming from Secretary of State Delbert Hosemann’s head as he talked about “The Great Scrape” of 2016.
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Visit with American Pharoah highlights visit to Kentucky

american pharoah

He came walking out of his stable, head high, ears straight up, seemingly looking straight at me.
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Soaking up shade from Houlka to Houston

Joel McNeece

I’m closer to completing the entire Tanglefoot Trail after a wonderful bicycling experience this past weekend.
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Jazz, the way it was meant to be heard

preservation hall

It was a small, dimly lit room filled with old wooden benches, a few tattered cushions on the floor, and paint peeling off the walls. If you didn’t know better, you’d think it was on the verge of being condemned by the City of New Orleans.
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