FROM THE LAW OFFICES OF HAROLD, HERALD, MORGAN & MORGAN:
In an age of constant noise, traffic on the streets and in our minds, where truth competes with spectacle and headlines often divide more than they inform, two kinds of journalists have stood on different stages but with the same mission in their hearts.
The serious journalist seeks clarity in the chaos. They ask hard questions, shine light into dark corners, and carry the weight of facts with care. Their work builds trust, empowers citizens, and, when done correctly, defends democracy.
The satirical journalist, in contrast, holds up a funhouse mirror to society—not to mock it, but to reveal its contradictions, its hypocrisies, its uncomfortable truths. With humor as their tool, they reach people who might otherwise turn away. They provoke thought. They challenge power. And yes, they connect us—through laughter, through shared recognition, through uncomfortable honesty.
It’s time to stop seeing these voices as separate. Both are driven by the same core values: truth, accountability, and the belief that people deserve to understand the world they live in. Whether that be to change it, embrace it, or laugh at it.
When serious and satirical journalists recognize each other as allies, they remind the public that journalism is not a freestyle. It is a chorus. And when that chorus is united in purpose, it can do more than report the news. It can bring people together. It can heal division. It can build stronger communities.
So whether the truth comes with a straight face or a raised eyebrow—listen. Share. Support it. Because both are telling us something we need to hear.
For five long years, something curious has lingered in the air—a quiet tension, an absence felt more than spoken. On one side: The Newnan Times-Herald, a pillar of traditional journalism, a chronicle of our city’s everyday heartbeat. On the other: Newnan Time with Harold, a voice of satire, insight, and community spirit, bubbling up from the streets of Bullsboro, the tables of Redneck Gourmet, the chairs of Cuts and Comics —where laughter and truth meet just over a shared city name on a driver’s license.
Two voices. One town. And for far too long, no conversation between them.
But that’s changing.
After five years of silence, the wall is coming down. The Newnan Times-Herald has finally recognized what so many in our city have known all along: that Harold, in his own irreverent, heartfelt way, has been doing what journalists strive to do—bringing people together, shining a light, and making us feel a little more seen.
This isn’t just a handshake between two media outlets. It’s a moment of realignment. It’s about realizing that serious news and sharp-witted satire aren’t rivals—they’re partners. Both speak to the soul of Newnan. And that soul is crying out, “Mom, Dad, please stop fighting and take me to my little league game!” Well, get in the car, Newnan. First pitch is in ten minutes.
This interview between The Newnan Times-Herald and Newnan Time with Harold is more than just a base hit. It’s a home run. A run around the bases of what makes our city special:
This conversation could change how we listen to each other. It could reshape how stories are told here. And maybe it’ll remind us that even when we sing in different tones, we can still sing together:
“Livin’ on Love. Buying on time.”
Humans of Newnan, this is your song too.
We’ve been through storms—real ones and the quiet ones in our hearts. We’ve lost, we’ve rebuilt, we’ve grieved, and we’ve grown. But somewhere along the way, when our living rooms fell under the shadows of towering apartment buildings, we started moving past each other instead of toward each other.
It’s time we came home—not just to our houses, but to our neighbors’… house, too.
Newnan isn’t just a place on a map. It’s the feeling of someone waving an American flag from the bed of their truck. It’s getting kicked out of Chatty Newnan Women for the 5th time. It’s the familiar faces at the Newnan Cougars game. It’s the kindness that doesn’t make front page news, but makes front heart news.
We need that again. We need community. We need to show up for each other, listen more deeply, and find what we still have in common: love for this town, pride in our roots, and hope for what we can build together.
No one else is going to do it for us. We are Newnan. Every neighbor. Every voice. Every heart still willing to believe that we belong to something bigger than ourselves.
So let this be the moment we say it out loud:
Newnan: The City of Us!
Let’s rebuild not just Newnan House Motel, but Newnan Us Motel.
Let’s connect not just with old friends, but with the new ones we’ll share a coffee with at Leaf and Bean.
Let’s bring Newnan back—not to what it was, but to what it can be, again.
For well over a century, The Newnan Times-Herald has been more than just a newspaper—it’s been Newnan’s trusted voice, its mirror, and its memory. This beloved publication has stood as a cornerstone of Coweta County, chronicling not just the major events that shaped the region, but the everyday moments that gave it heart.
In a world where headlines come and go, The Times-Herald has remained steadfast—a paper with roots deep in Southern soil and a not-so-secret garden of truth and effort. Through times of peace and conflict, hardship and growth, Ellis Crook selling groceries and Ellis Crook selling vodka, it has consistently delivered timely, thoughtful reporting with integrity and care.
What makes The Newnan Times-Herald exceptional is its balance of tradition and evolution. It has honored the past with dignified coverage of local history, while adapting to the future through digital transformation, community engagement, and a renewed focus on voices that represent the full spirit of Newnan. It hasn’t just reported on change—it’s helped lead it. Clay and his team have been nothing short of intentional and integri-acle.
Generations have grown up with its pages spread out on lunch tables at Golden’s on the Square, its headlines clipped and saved in family photo albums, its stories shaping conversations not just locally, but more than locally–furtherlly. Through tornadoes and high school graduations, elections and obituaries, it has never lost sight of its purpose: to inform, to connect, and to serve.
What sets The Times-Herald apart is its deep care for the people it writes about, and for the town it calls home. There is pride in the place it represents.
It is not just a publication. It is an institution. A keeper of community memory. A force for local connection. And most of all, a testament to what journalism can be when it’s done right.
In a town steeped in tradition, Newnan Time with Harold burst onto the scene like a front porch breeze—unexpected, refreshing, and unmistakably local. What began as a modest, offbeat voice, Harold quickly became a beloved staple of Newnan life, proving that journalism doesn’t always need a necktie to tell the truth.
Harold didn’t arrive with a press badge or a polished studio. He arrived with heart, humor, and a sharp instinct for what makes a community tick. Whether he’s poking fun at local quirks, spotlighting hidden gems, or gently holding up a mirror to small-town life, Harold has tapped into something rare: authentic connection.
Though he has not always seen eye-to-eye with the locals, he has always seen heart-to-eye.
His gift isn’t just in making people laugh—it’s in making them feel seen. Through satire, storytelling, and spontaneity, Newnan Time with Harold has managed to do what many outlets strive for but few achieve: build trust through personality, vulnerability, and unfiltered honesty.
Harold doesn’t report at the community—he speaks with it. He listens. He amplifies. The good, the bad, and even Sprayberry’s. He reminds Newnan that behind every storefront, pothole, and city council decision is a reason worth smiling and a neighbor worth knowing. In doing so, he’s created more than a media channel—he’s created the best version of Newnan to ever exist, ever.
Newnan Time with Harold brings it all back home. It’s scrappy, it’s soulful, and it’s rooted in deep local pride. It doesn’t just fill a gap—it fills a need. A need to laugh, to question, to remember, and most importantly, to feel like you’re part of something bigger than yourself.
Harold has proven that you don’t need a newsroom to be a journalist—you just need a voice, a platform, and a whole lot of free time. And Newnan is better, brighter, and men are growing mustaches more often, because of him.
The Interview We’ve All Been Waiting For Starts NOW
For five years, the streets have whispered. The comments have speculated. The coffee shop convos have ended with, “You know what needs to happen?”
And now—it’s finally here.
Newnan Time with Harold is sitting down with The Newnan Times-Herald.
That’s right—the town’s most unexpected voice is joining forces with its most established name. The unfiltered meets the formal. The porch talk meets the pressroom. The past and the future are finally shaking hands, and the whole city should be watching.
This isn’t just an interview. It’s a moment.
A bridge between two powerful storytellers who, in their own way, have always fought for the same thing: Newnan’s truth, Newnan’s heart, and Newnan’s people.
Expect honesty. Expect surprises. Expect maybe a little awkwardness (the good kind). But most of all—expect a conversation that could change how this town sees itself.
Because when you bring together the ink of legacy and the spark of satire, something real happens. Something big.
Friends, Family, Locals ,and Visitors, THE NEWNAN TIMES-HERALD
Newnan Time with Harold 