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The Back Nine

Some observations from a couple of my recent columns.

I wrote a column about a month ago of doing something nice for someone and how it makes your day. It was past time to get my Georgia tags and I had purposely put this off because it had always been a hassle. I had long ago learned I would not be successful on the first trip. This time was no exception.

On my first trip to get my license, whatever I took to prove my residence was not good enough; they needed utility service in my name. Thankfully, I only live a mile down the road so after a quick trip, I now had a Georgia license.

Then on to the McDuffie County Tax office to get the tags. I had proof of insurance, title, registration. I was wearing a Georgia sweatshirt, had black and red shoe laces and stamped a big G on my forehead. Simple enough, right? Wrong, I lacked proof of wife. Laurie Bland, who was helping me, explained that since both of our names were on the title, we both had to be there to sign for everything.

Another thing I learned long ago is to not kill the messenger, so I took a deep breath and asked what their hours were. It was clear my wife would have to take a day off, because she works in Augusta. She moved one of her two furlough days to last week and planned to get her license, tags and on to South Carolina to get the last of our things out of storage. Well, the DMV had chosen to take one of their furlough days that same day. Ms. Bland had said we needed to get her license before we could get her tags.

We went to the tax office to see what could be done. Ms. Bland assisted us as we explained the situation. She found a way to help us and we had all the paperwork in hand so there would not be a need for a third trip. Ms. Bland was very professional and sent us on a two-hour road trip in a pleasant mood, happy that our vehicles were legal in Georgia. Thank you, Ms. Bland.

I also mentioned in a recent column about the senseless act of littering. If people would only hang onto it, soon enough you will stop somewhere and there will be a trash can.

Several times in the last week I have pulled up to a convenience store and notice folks emptying out what appears to be their entire back seat full of fast-food junk, empty soft drinks, paper, etc. One young lady was still filling up bags after I had gone inside, waited in line and came back out. I had to smile and think that there are some people out there who are getting it. Maybe my next column will be about the need to clean your car out of habit rather than necessity so you can see out the back window. I am not complaining, though, I would rather see it piled up in their back seat rather than on the side of the road.



Web posted on Thursday, March 04, 2010













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