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Opinion

  • Summer in Kentucky means it is hot, sticky and humid. I’m not particularly fond of either of the three but this summer is different.

    Experts say you can blame it on El Nino, or a period of warm seas that lasts for about three months.

    I’m mad at that El Nino because it’s his fault the tomatoes were late getting ripe.

  • When my car started to shiver, I knew I was in trouble.

    I don’t have a good history with cars, blowing transmissions in my previous two cars. This time, I was heading south on U.S. 25 and felt the car shake. I was hoping that I could get the car back to Dry Ridge, but halfway up a hill, it stopped and I blocked the entire lane.

    In these situations, a person can learn a lot about themselves and about the people around them.

  • Dear Kentucky State Trooper; this column allows Ken Stone one of the following: free roll through stop sign; speeding up to 40 miles over the limit; or one free hand gesturing road rage incident involving others lack of ability to merge.

    I’m hoping that the trooper will only read the paragraph above, say, “OK” and send me on my way. Let me explain why I should receive the above, and possibly you too.

  • Ferris Bueller said, “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”

    I’ve seen that come true this summer. The only way I can think to write my last column is to stop, look around and share a few ‘snapshots’ from my internship with you.

    My first week as an intern I was assigned an economy story. Jamie told me to see what I could get out of locals dealing with the economy and how it’s affecting them personally.

  • Some people simply amaze me.

    People who drive 20 miles under the speed limit while traffic backs up for miles.

    Celebrities who believe their political opinion means more than anyone else who has a vote.

    Parents who do not care to pay enough attention to their kids and their safety.

    The list of my pet peeves is endless.

    However, two weeks ago I witnessed acts of kindness all over Grant County that amazed me in a positive way more than anything I’ve seen in awhile.

  • When people seek to exploit economic, social, or other ills for purely political purposes the result is inevitably a skewed, oversimplified analysis of the problem, its causes and potential solutions. Such was the case with a recent column that contemptuously mocked the efforts of conservatives – republicans, democrats, and independents alike – to stem the rapidly rising tide of government intervention, control and spending.

  • Grant County lost two lovely ladies last week.

    Miss Della Jones and Mrs. Geneva (Mam-maw) Hutchison were a lot a like.

    Miss Della, Grant County’s oldest resident at 106, was a joy to be around. She had the most beautiful smile that managed to light up her dark eyes. She was soft spoken and genteel, but when she did speak, her words carried a lot of wisdom and thought.

    I first met Miss Della when she turned 100. That interview was one I’ll never forget because she was such a character. I spent an enjoyable afternoon talking with her about her life.

  • I usually do not answer a squeaky wheel, but when one complains about a “ludicrous mix of disinformation, misinformation” and then uses the press to mislead the public, I just can’t help but to get out the can of oil. Bill Adkins’ rants about the Tea Party in last week’s Grant County News and like any good liberal, he uses smoke screens in the form of attacks on the previous administration to hide the devastating policies of the current liberal administration.

  • On April 15, 2009 I, unintentionally, attended a Tea Party event at the Grant County Courthouse

    ‘Unintentionally’ because it was held on the same day as the circuit court met (and that was probably why others happened to attend) I simply walked into it. I was offended by the lack of fact in the fiction presented by the speakers. It was dishonest and shameful.

    I listened to such a ludicrous mix of disinformation, misinformation and, well, lies, that when asked if anyone else wanted to speak, I was inspired to raise my hand.

  • There’s been a lot of hype about tea parties lately and I just want to give my opinion on the whole thing.

    I have been researching the economy’s problems and solutions, listening to political voices and talking to family and friends. I don’t watch hours of CNN or talk shows every day but I do stay up on current affairs in the news, catch the occasional O’Reilly on TV and listen to Bill Cunningham on radio. I consider myself an informed citizen, which I find rare these days.

  • Luck would have it that I have been fortunate enough to see two of my best friends fall in love.

    My freshman year at Presbyterian College, Jay Wilson and Marianne Shaddrix met each other. Jay was a fraternity brother of mine and we went through the trials and tribulations of pledgeship together.

    Jay and Marianne started dating each other and there was always something about them. It seemed like such a perfect match. I can’t imagine two better people and I’m glad they found each other.

  • Unaware that the ghost of Mrs. Hogan was jumping angrily around them, ghost shotgun in hand, screaming “boo” and “get off my porch,” 29 guests dined oblivious to the rain under the protection of the double porch at the back of the historic Hogan House.

    The guests were momentarily oblivious to the beautiful surroundings while they consumed, with passion, the finest salmon that mankind could offer or Larry Spear’s ¾ inch smoked Bruce’s pork chops.

  • When life is stale, be adventurous. Be spontaneous. That has somehow been embedded in my head. When I feel myself doing the same thing day after day, I have to try something new or do something out of the ordinary.

    Last weekend I was starting to feel stale. I was fighting the flu all week (doing poorly) and I hadn’t gotten much of anything accomplished. My days consisted of going to work and rushing back home for Tylenol and a lazy night.

    Needless to say, Sunday, I needed something fresh.

  • It’s not everyday that you meet real-life heroes.

    I got the pleasure of meeting three this past weekend during the 65th anniversary of D-Day in World War II.

    I only spent about 90 minutes with Jouett Faulkner of Dry Ridge and two of his fellow former Army medics, but I could have listened to them all day.

    The trio were part of the 60th Medical Battalion that stormed Omaha Beach in Normandy, France.

    It was difficult to not be in awe sitting with them, listening to them tell their stories.

  •   It all started when our washer machine blew up and flooded the entire laundry room.

  •   WHEW! The 2009 Grant County Relay For Life is in the history books now. But what a night it was!

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    It’s not easy to write a column. I can spend several hours, even days trying to figure out a subject to write about.

    I think about what’s going on in America, what’s going on in Grant County and what interests me. But sometimes, I still come up blank, so I’m going to write about what I know best. My family.

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    This summer I will be involved in the community not as a resident but as a student intern at the Grant County News.

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    Community news or the snippets of life that matter to  Grant County people are the backbone of any community newspaper.

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    I’ve been thinking a lot about retirement lately.

    Sure, I will only turn the big 3-0 in July, but is it ever too early to dream?