Columns

In just a few short days the 2012-13 school year will get underway.
Stores will likely be bustling this weekend with the last-minute back-to-school shopping... and students are eager to get back into the classroom.
This is where you hear the familiar sound of a record being scratched.
OK, not every student is ready to go back, but don’t you remember the excitement of the first day of school?

The other morning my friend and co-worker Cristy and I devised a solution for all the major problems of the universe.
Everybody stop.
Just stop. Take a breath. Step back. Chill out.
Politicians, stop politicking. Forget about focus groups and pork spending and back room deals and war room strategies. Democrats aren’t evil and neither are Republicans, so stop treating people with whom you disagree as enemies. We’re all Americans, so stop!

Barely a handful of Cynthiana men are wanting some changes in their neighborhood park and they are willing to put in the sweat equity to make it work.
Their hearts are in the right place.
“It’s for the kids,” said Howard, aka “Hud,” Custard, who is just one of the voices behind a plan to grow the Rev. Ross Park.
There used to be swings in the small park that runs along side the South Fork of the Licking River.

Every once in a while, I have the pleasure of writing a column that has small traces of comical relief.
Most of those columns steer clear of making me look anymore naïve or goofy than I already do. However, this is one tale that is simply too funny to keep among such a small group of people.
Two weekends ago, I had the pleasure of accompanying my best friends and their parents to their get-away home located near Lake Cumberland.
The week before we left confirms that I am still like a child the night before Christmas. The suspense was almost too much.