Jackson Beautiful: Truth in a Bus Station

Buildings matter. This is a concept that is foreign to us now. As anyone who spends more than a few minutes driving around our city can easily attest to, the vast majority of the buildings (houses, stores, banks, even—I cringe as I write this last one—churches) look like they have come out of some factory where they are mass produced on an assembly line. Buildings used to mean something. There was some idea, value, universal concept that held the building together and directed its growth and form.

Need and Be Needed

Connections in life are kind of a funny thing. When I think of the people who have influenced me in my past and whose teachings and values I subconsciously carry with me to this day, the difference in each of those people is quite striking. There are few common denominators between them. They range from passive to aggressive, from strong type A personalities to passive type B personalities, from men to women, and any other clichéd opposite I could choose to put in this description.

The Story Behind Jackson Pop-Up Shops

The Pop-Up Shops in Jackson had a humble beginning, but are quickly becoming a known downtown staple for every season. Spring of 2014 brought Jackson’s first Pop-Up Shop, mainly with the efforts of local founders Lisa Garner and Keely Beasley. What sparked the idea for a Pop-Up in Lisa’s mind was the desire to sell her recently developed project Garner Blue, featuring a variety hand-dyed fabrics and accessories.

The Star Center Partners with Lincoln Elementary

“It takes a village to raise a child.” We’ve all heard the phrase. And we have all seen the positive effects of a community working together to help their children succeed. Thanks to the Star Center, the village surrounding the students of Lincoln Elementary just got a little larger.

Crown Winery: A Taste of Florence in West Tennessee

Many of us slide eagerly down Wednesday’s hump toward Friday. When the last day of our workweek finally arrives, we breathe in deep as if the air is suddenly sweeter and more soothing than whatever else we’ve been breathing. We follow up our posts with TGIF hashtags. And best of all, we feel a sense of solidarity with our fellow man because, regardless of race, gender, religion, or creed, we are all thanking God that it’s Friday.