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Columns

  • Everyone just wants to be ‘liked’

    No body wants to be the last person picked for any team. I know, I was usually the scrawny, freckle-faced, redhead who was the left-over player.
    I wasn’t ever really “picked” because I was what was left.
    It’s all about being “liked.”
    Now, nearly 50 years later, being liked has a new avenue of validation. It’s called facebook.
    I don’t spend a lot of time on facebook with the whole social networking thing, but it has proven a great way to catch up with some old friends and to stay in touch with new ones.

  • Federal troops form Camp Frazer

    By: Bill Penn

  • LVC’s Literati and our community

    By Ashley O’Brien, Guest writer
    High on a hill, above the Licking River* is a college truly making a wonderful name for itself.  I am a student at Maysville Community & Technical College’s Licking Valley Campus and am in my second semester. This semester, I wanted to get more involved with school.  
    I am the accompanist for the Campus Choir, which is directed by Bill Webber, but that wasn’t enough for me. I woke up one morning on fire for school. I started making plans of how I could do more, be involved, and make a difference.

  • A family of pen pals have first face-to-face

    Very seldom does a story walk in off the streets and into my office.
    However, that’s exactly what happened  last week when the busiest senior citizen of Harrison County, Charlie Tribble, brought Prue Manson from Timaru, New Zealand, by for a chat.
    Prue came to the states to make visits all around, but primary on her itinerary was visiting her mother’s pen pal, Beverly Steffe.
    Miss Steffe, a retired school teacher and sister-in-law of Charlie, had been pen pals with Prue’s mother, Heather Scott, since 1978.

  • Warmer weather is gone, but I need more volleyball

    With the city spending money on City Hall gym, I think it is time to bring back some of the winter sports to Cynthiana.
    All summer long I have enjoyed learning the game of volleyball.
    From the diving and spiking in the sand to the occasional, “accidental” shots I took toward my wife’s head.
    Yeah, nothing is better than getting off work on a Monday afternoon and heading back the long gravel trail to the front-yard, sand volleyball court.

  • ‘We will not forget’

    If you notice our inside special section, you’ll see that we are saluting all of Harrison County’s first responders.
    I’ve said it many times before, not just on the 10th anniversary of the 9-11-01 American tragedy, these men and women have my highest admiration.

  • Community theater gives small town taste of big city

    The arts are strong in the community, just ask anyone who goes to the theater.
    I have always enjoyed theater and watching plays and musicals.
    I was into theater, especially in high school when Laura Stephens cornered me and told me how I WAS going to be in her first musical “State Fair.”
    Stephens, a former student of the well-known drama coach Bill Caywood, looked to bring theater and arts back to Harrison County High School after a long drought of no student plays.

  • The camping bug has taken a bite outa me

    I’m going camping this weekend.
    My dad and step mom are what true Floridians call “Snowbirds.” They usually launch for the sunny south around the first of October.
    So this weekend will be the last hoorah before they take flight.
    As I said, I’m a camping fan.
    Well, as best you can be with air conditioning, mattresses, porcelain and running water.

  • Remember the pyramid...the food one that is

    Sometimes it is difficult to talk about the problems that face our community, especially when kids are involved.
    I was recently at the schools taking pictures for the first day back to school.
    The kids, I must admit, were really cute. As they swarmed off the buses with their Sponge Bob Square Pants and Hello Kitty backpacks and confused-looking faces, something caught my attention very quickly.

  • Remember the pyramid...the food one that is

    Sometimes it is difficult to talk about the problems that face our community, especially when kids are involved.
    I was recently at the schools taking pictures for the first day back to school.
    The kids, I must admit, were really cute. As they swarmed off the buses with their Sponge Bob Square Pants and Hello Kitty backpacks and confused-looking faces, something caught my attention very quickly.