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Columns

  • Don’t torture yourself...that’s my job

    While my husband Bud and I were attempting to find something decent to watch on television the other night – and it’s a desert out there, I tell ya – I started thinking that it has been some years since I compiled a list of my favorite movie quotes.

    Although there are more interesting things to write about-I didn’t.
    It is sad to say that there are few quotes worth adding since the last time I updated my list. And it’s sad that two of my favorite quotes include the word “taters.”

  • Moms make tough choices

    Like most kids, my daughter has her battle with the run of the mill sicknesses that every child gets. It was a Friday night like any other, my daughter was running around and I was trying to get her settled down for bed but it was Friday so I normally let her stay up a little later. I got her settled into bed, spent a little time to myself then it was off to bed for me it had been a long week and I needed a good nights sleep.

  • The return of Ricky-Bob

    There lives in the J. B. Miller park, deep within the pooled, bottomless water known most commonly as “the old reservoir,” a finned behemoth called “fish” by the ignorant and “monster” by the wise.

  • A good night’s sleep

    I am not a big video gamer type of guy but occasionally I will get a wild hair and fire up the ol’ Playstation 2 and play a game or two. I did it yesterday when one of my girls was trying to play a college basketball game and she was playing as my beloved Kentucky Wildcats and the other team was the rival Mississippi State Bulldogs. She was doing pretty bad (losing by 10 points…in the first quarter) so I had, to commandeer the controller from her hand and redeem my national championship teams honor. Of course, I didn’t fare much better.  

  • Touch my pocket, I get steamed

    I’m more than a little steamed and it’s not because of the hot weather we’ve had recently.

    I’m hot under the collar because of situations and things I just can’t fathom.

  • Wishing for the old days

     

    I sure do miss the old days.

    I loved being able to conveniently go into a video store and marvel at shelf after shelf of titles to choose from.

    In the mood for a scare, the horror section provided all the chills you needed.

    If laughter was what you needed, rows of comedy flicks would fill your giggling desires.

    There was just something about the ability to pick up a box cover, read the synopsis and glance at pics from the movie that made the experience greater.

  • PERSONALLY SPEAKING

    (Editor’s Note: This column was first published April 23, 2009. It is being re-printed in memory of Jane Scroggins, who died June 9, 2012. Her obituary can be found on page 7 of this issue.)
    “I plain wanted to be a country doctor and I never regretted the choice,” Doc Scroggins said. But, the truth is, though he was a country doctor, his influence stretched throughout the United States and flowed into Europe, Asia and anywhere else that there was wildlife and farmland.

  • DOWN AND DIRTY


    After the heat-wave in late May the blueberries ripened like wildfire, the Colorado potato beetle larva peppered the Pontiac potato patch and the cabbage worms nearly devoured my kale. I pick and squish and drown but so much was happening at once I needed a little assistance. As you know I do not use chemical pesticides in the vegetable garden. I will reach for a bio-insecticide if I must, however. Bio-insecticides include plant oils and compounds, naturally occurring bacteria, viruses and protozoa. We are essentially using nature to eat nature.

  • PERSONALLY SPEAKING

    One of those multiple addressed emails came to me recently that stated how bad Obama was for giving bridge jobs to the Chinese and how it was yet another of his attempts at messing up American lives like his Iraq and Afghan wars.

  • My time has come to say goodbye

    About two years ago, I came to Grant County to be a sports writer.
    It was a dream job from the beginning, being able to cover sports since I didn’t have the athletic ability to go anywhere beyond high school cross country.

    After getting my degree in journalism from Northern Kentucky University in 2009, I began a year-long search for a local sports writer position.