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Today's Opinions

  • Father honored for service during WWII and Korean War

    To the editor:

    Our father, Noel Phillips Sr. was with the 735th Tank Battalion under the command of General George S. Patton during World War II. Dad entered the war in August of 1944 in France. He was in the 735th until the end of the European war that ended on his 20th birthday.

  • Remembering and honoring those men and women who served

    There is confusion between Memorial Day and Veterans Day sometimes.

    Memorial Day, sometimes called Decoration Day, is a day to honor deceased friends and family, usually on the last Monday of May.

    Veterans Day, Nov. 11, is a federal holiday to honor all veterans - both living and deceased. It is a time to honor the deceased and to recognize and thank those living that served and those that are serving the citizens of the United States throughout the world.

    You probably know a veteran of past service, and more than likely, you have close kin that served.

  • City street needs repair

    To the editor:

    To the elected officials of Cynthiana - I am writing with a tongue in cheek request for help. I own my residence, which is on the west end of Battle Grove Avenue. You may not have noticed but we haven’t had the benefit of a nicely paved street for some years now here on Battle Grove. What with all the water and sewer leaks, not to mention the gas line leaks, a good part of our street has been made up of poorly applied cold patch and gravel for some time now.

  • Nothing is normal about the night of fright

    People do crazy things on Halloween.

    For the most part, my childhood Halloween’s tend to blend together - a blur of witches’ costumes, candy and orange and green swirls.

    But there is one Halloween that continues to stand out from the rest.

    It was the Halloween that proved all things normal are disregarded on the night of fright.

  • Kentucky pays tribute to veterans

    Next Wednesday, Nov. 11, our nation will recognize the 90th anniversary of what was known for years as Armistice Day but what we now call Veterans Day.

    President Woodrow Wilson chose that date because, in 1918, it marked the formal end of World War I, the first major global conflict that, unfortunately, did not live up to one of its popular nicknames: The War to End All Wars.

    The decision to include all veterans, not just those who served in World War I, came in 1954, when Congress passed and President Eisenhower signed that intent into law.

  • There’s always ghosts walking at Rohs

    My first-ever, real job was at Rohs Opera House.

    I don’t count my father’s monetary bribes for a Mt. Dew refill as a real job.

    “I’ll give you a dime if you run upstairs and get me another glass of Mt. Dew,” he would say.

    The first night of my first real job, I thought I was going to die.

    “It’s Thursday night so we’re going to need to change the marquee,” the manager said. “You’re not scared of heights are you?”

  • Teens donate food to Pantry

    To the editor:

    I would like our community to know, if you already didn’t know, what a great group of teens we have in our little city.

    On Wednesday, Oct. 28, several youth groups from our local and rural churches banded together to collect food for our local Food Pantry. This was called ‘SuperHero’ and was their way of celebrating trick-or-treat. A great amount of food was collected and the Food Pantry wants them to know how much it was appreciated.

  • ‘Work is a blessing, a gift from God’

    Today I scrubbed my kitchen floor, on my knees with a bucket of sudsy water and a brush, “Cinderella-style.”

    After that, I polished all the stainless steel and rubbed the countertops with stuff that made them gleam. Then I vacuumed all the wayward popcorn from underneath the couch cushions and cleaned both bathrooms.

    When I finally sat down with my can of diet ginger ale, it hit me how good it felt to work with my whole body.

    The scrubbing motion stretched my tight back and polishing the stainless steel until I could see my reflection made me smile.