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  • Hiprocrisy over Foster Care

    In an op-ed dated May 2, Kentucky Attorney General Andy Beshear demonstrated both breathtaking hypocrisy and a fundamental lack of comprehension of Kentucky law. Beshear suggests that the Bevin administration should stop defending the Commonwealth in court against a judgment that, unless overturned, will cost Kentucky tens of millions of dollars not appropriated in the current budget.

  • Angels in disguise

    Even in the final scene, I am not at home.

    I am alone in a friend’s basement, pulling my graduation gown over my head. The game room is bright with lights as I stare into a wall of beer-themed mirrors, the contents of my makeup bag rolling across their pool table as I line my eyes with a kohl pencil.

    My friend’s dad walks in, surprised, and jokes, “Hey kiddo. You moving in?”

  • Keep your eyes on the road buddy!

    You see ads on TV all the time about safe driving.

    Over the last few years, I have met countless people that are not paying attention to their driving. How do I know this? They are on my side of the road!

    It happens too often. In fact it happened Friday afternoon.

  • Mother Nature is ready, are you?

    Well, we got plenty of rain. Here on the farm it was the good kind. Gentle, consistent rain allows for water to be soaked up, instead of running off. Thankfully, I had done a little fertilizing so the rains worked it into the soil and the plants have shot up.

    The winds were not so friendly. They beat the daylights out of some of my transplants. They’ll recover, but my one container tomato plant, that I over wintered, took a beating. The tomatoes are still hanging on though and I should be eating my first tomatoes this week.

  • sanity to fireworks use

    Column as I see ’em …

    First a little house cleaning. For those who care, I’m still in the Buffalo area, caring for my mom. Her will to live is incredible, and I’m a better man for witnessing that.

    Thanks to the tech wizards at our corporate headquarters in Shelbyville, I’m just about fully functional from here and able to access the computer on my desk as if it where in front of me, hence me filing some copy this week from afar.

  • Are you remaining silent as evil and sin run rampant?

    I saw an interview this week with a man who owns an orchard and family farm near Lansing, Michigan.

  • Celebrate Memorial Day with these recipe ideas

    Make your Memorial Day memorable. This is always such a busy time of year with graduations, weddings and getting ready for summer vacations.

    Whether your hosting a party this weekend or going to one, these recipes are easy and fast to prepare and you’ll look like a star.

    Red, White and Blue Salad

    5 ounces package of baby kale

    1 pint strawberries, quartered

    1 6 ounce container blueberries

    1 5 ounce container crumbled feta

    1/4 cup salted roasted sunflower seeds

    1/4 cup buttermilk

  • Losing my mother, gaining a brother

    My mom’s dying, and I’ve been gone for a few weeks spending time with her before it happens.

    When that will be God knows; the rest of us are left to sit, wait and be thankful for the short time we have to be with her.

  • Fire blight symptoms visible

    Fire blight is the most important disease of apple and pear in Kentucky.

    Symptoms have begun to appear throughout the Commonwealth; however, initial infections occurred at bloom. The pathogen survives winter in dead, dying, and diseased wood and in cankers. Removal of these pathogen sources can reduce spread of fire blight and should be completed in late winter while the pathogen is dormant.

    Fire blight facts:

  • Hope — we all need it

    A week or so ago, I spoke at a fundraising event for the George Washington Carver Community Center in Crystal River, Florida, near where I live.

    The center is built on the footprint of the historic all-black George Washington Carver School.

    I spoke to them about hope.

    On Thursday, I also spoke about hope to some ladies at a local Presbyterian church.

    Hope is one of my favorite topics, if not my very favorite. Without hope, I would shrivel and die.

    I suspect you would, too.