Letters

I would like to know if there are other people who wish for the days again when basketball was a non-contact sport? I played grade school and then weekend pickup games when I lived in Harrison County in the late 50’s and early 60’s. We all knew what a foulwas...even the referees.
The way college and NBA players are allowed to push, hit, hold, trip and further abuse each other is detrimental to the game in my opinion.
Jimmy Moore
Williamstown

This is a gripe letter. To all of us who look at someone without teeth and judge them for not getting them, shame on you and me.
I’m guilty too. Just go to your phone and call every dentist in there and you will soon know why.

I was involved in a serious motor vehicle accident in September 2011. I hydroplaned, hit a guardrail and flipped my truck. I had serious injuries, multiple fractures and both of my legs were mangled. Doctors told me I was millimeters from death.

The entire first week after the accident, the doctors contemplated amputating my right leg. That morning my EMT was Wanda Hammons. Not only did she save my life, but she figured out my right leg was actually rotated 180 degrees and bent back under me depriving it of blood.

We’ve had such a mild winter that several days in January and February I bought lemonade at little kids’ lemonade stands. Already theses little 6 to 10-year-olds have more business experience than the spoiled brat child in the White House.
Von Hilliard
Dry Ridge