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Opinion

  • Drury’s deeds a lesson on what to do

    To the editor:

    I have to admit I bought The Anderson News [last week] because of the outrageous quote on the front page attributed to Ms. Drury, candidate for Anderson County judge-executive.

    I am amazed a candidate would refer to her would-be constituents as being without sense or intellectual ability.

    Then I read your article about your interview with her and the plagiarism found on her website.

  • While LeBron James was telling us — excuse me, blessing us — with his decision of where to play next year, a team of 10- and 11-year-old baseball players reminded us of what we love about sports.

    James, the latest example of a me-first superstar we have in sports today, decided it was necessary to take an hour of our lives so he could announce where he would suit up next year.

  • I’m smiling. As I write, it’s Thursday night and I’m listening to thunder boomers and a nice steady rain. It’s been two weeks of dry, hot weather and hand watering to keep things alive. You can almost hear the earth sighing with relief. Some native plants, that are our most hardy lawn weeds, were even curling up.

  • Silly Bandz are, simply put, silly.

    They’re the new “it” thing to have for children everywhere, and they’ve caught on faster than H1N1 did this past fall.

    Among other things, there are animals, letters and dinosaurs to choose from. The possibilities seem limitless.

    But what’s the big deal?

    Silly Bandz are colored rubber bands molded in different shapes. Seriously, that’s it. Despite the simplicity of them, they’re selling faster than stores can keep them in stock.

    It’s insane.

  • Oh my, it’s July. The Old Farmer’s Almanac is calling for two degrees below normal temperatures and four inches of rain for the month. Now, if we can just split that rain into one inch a week, we’ll be set.

    These cool nights, while wonderful for our energy bills, can set us up for some vegetable problems in the garden. Keeping in mind that offense is our best defense, I’m recommending that we all break out the chamomile tea.

  • Time seems to speed by at twice its normal rate when you’re on vacation.

    You’re driving here, running there, seeing this, doing that and before you know it, you’re driving back home wondering where all the time has gone.

    While taking a few days off allows you to “vacate” your normal life, rarely does vacation really equal rest.

    I’m also convinced that while on vacation with time passing so rapidly, one’s coworkers are experiencing time passing equally as slow.

  • Column as I see ’em ...

    I promise that every word in this column was typed by my fingers in concert with the organic word processor I store beneath my hair.

    It’s a shame the same can’t be said about some information on judge-executive hopeful Donna Drury’s campaign website, where she claims to have gained permission to post, without any attribution whatsoever, the words of other writers.

    I call it a shame because some of what’s written there is solid material upon which a candidate could base a good election campaign.

  • Tourism, county made ‘honest mistakes’

    To the editor:

    I found your June 23 article regarding the tourism commission intriguing though, perhaps, a bit misleading.

    I felt as though I should wash my hands after reading it.

    I assume you meant to imply some overt impropriety on the part of the tourism commission. What I gleaned from the article was that good people, both in the tourism commission and county government with the good of Anderson County at heart, have made honest mistakes and oversights.

  • I’m no UK basketball historian.

    I’ll put that out there in the very first line of this column because it needs to be noted.

    I am, however, a sports geek who believes he can put things in perspective fairly well while not carrying a bias in one way or another.

    With that said, the incoming men’s basketball freshman class at Kentucky will have a tough time reaching the lofty expectations their brethren from one year prior have now created. But they may go further when the calendar turns to March.

  • One of the things I love best about gardening is hearing people’s stories.

    The “I remember when” stories are the best and I always learn something. It’s usually grandma stories that focus on the end product like a big ol’ pot of beans and grandpa stories that focus on the how to like putting boards down to germinate the seeds.

  • Missed chance to protect dogs

    To the editor:

    As a man involved in promoting the protection of dogs in my own community and elsewhere, I have followed with interest the controversy surrounding the defeated proposal in Anderson County Fiscal Court which, if enacted, would have improved the quality of life for dogs in your locality.

    I agree with Stan Petry’s letter in the June 16 edition that the ordinance would “thrust Anderson County into a leadership position as a forward-thinking, humane community.”

  • Yes, I’ve let slip the occasional blue word or two, and no, after hanging out in locker rooms, hunting camps and at fishing holes for most of my life, I certainly don’t have what by any stretch would be considered virgin ears.

    But I can’t help but be taken aback at what appears to be a sudden rash of public cussing by local and national leaders.

  • Sometimes, I just want to sit outside and watch the farm. There is so much going on without me lifting a finger. Wildlife love my farm. I keep making new living places for them. When I cut tree limbs, I toss them into areas that provide plenty of cover for raising young. A walk around gives me a glimpse into life going on under my nose.

    Less than 80 feet from the house I spy a bedding area for deer, just 10 feet from a garden bed. Of the 17 acres, most are left wild. Tracks and droppings provide even more evidence of life. They must think of it as an organic Mall of America.

  • Speeding down the water slide at Paradise Pool with a Beach Boys medley playing in the background.

    Dancing like two idiots to Achy Breaky Heart or any other random country song playing on the radio.

    Striking out a batter and hearing him yell, “Alright!” from inside the dugout.

    These are some of my fondest memories with my father as a child.

    Growing up, I was a daddy’s girl, for sure.

    We spent weekends together, mostly at the pool if it was summertime.

  • There is one thing in this world that can completely consume us and take a stranglehold over our emotions.

    It can make you both cry for joy and out of despair. It can empty your bank account faster than a burglar. It can make you sit in certain positions out of fear of moving will affect what happens next. It can also make you twitch and sit restlessly in anticipation for what is to come next. But what is this thing that takes over our hopes, minds, dreams and emotions so effortlessly?

    Women? Maybe, but I’m talking about sports.

  • Tourism is broken in Anderson County and now it’s up to the fiscal court to fix it.

    Oh, there’s blame-a-plenty to go around for the way the county-created tourism commission has been operating for the past several years.

    First and foremost the blame falls to the fiscal court and judge-executive, each of which has turned a remarkably blind eye to an agency spending your tax dollars that willfully and admittedly has operated well outside the boundaries of the law.

  • Relay Committee thanks community

    To the editor:

    On behalf of the Anderson County Relay for Life Committee, I would like to take this opportunity to publicly thank everyone who took part in the Relay for Life of Anderson County on June 11 at the American Legion Park.

    Once again, the community of Lawrenceburg pulled together for a great night of fun while also raising money for the battle against cancer.

  • Friends fanatic. Friends-aholic. Friends freak. Label me whatever you want — my favorite TV show is one that has been off the air for gasp! six years.

    And that’s no secret. I’ve written about it before. In fact, a love of the show Friends was the first of many things I found I had in common with middle school teacher and dance coach Lisa Winfrey. And we found that out because of a previous column.

    Friends is my go-to show. My picker-upper whenever I need a pick-me-up. It’s the only way I survived a temporary breakup in 2007.

  • There are a lot of sayings I try to remember as I go through my young adult years.

    If you happen to have read some of my columns, you’ve probably realized that all too well.

    As I write this, I sit about 6.5 hours away from my home in Crozet, Va. That’s about 450 miles of driving through the rolling hills of the Bluegrass, the staggering coal-filled mountains of West Virginia, and natural beauty of the commonwealth of Virginia.

    But as I sit here today, I’ve realized a new saying; home is where the heart is.

  • Passing dog ordinance would have made us ‘forward-thinking’ community

    To the editor:

    Readers of The Anderson News may be well served by a reasonable response to last week’s editorial, “Latest pet ordinance deserved euthanasia.”