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Columns

  • God in the storm

    I grew up in Tornado Alley. Tornadoes were more of an event I enjoyed than a threat I feared, so invincible did I think I was as a child and teenager. As we gathered in the Shively’s storm shelter with other neighbors, I rather enjoyed the social gathering and naively hoped the twister would somehow be bad enough to cancel school but not destructive enough to hurt anyone.

    Questions of why, an inevitable response to suffering, weren’t in my purview, at least not then.

  • A time to remember

    We celebrated a very important holiday, Memorial Day, on Monday.
    It was a day that meant different things to different people. For many, it was the unofficial start of summer, marked with vacations and cookouts. For others, it was a day of reunion, used to reconnect, reminisce and remember loved ones.

    The original meaning of the one holiday we reserve for memory, though, is to honor those who made the ultimate sacrifice to ensure our freedom and our way of life.  Those who gave their lives for our country.

  • The scissor lift incident

    Mark Simms, a friend of Cindy and me, offered to let us use his scissor lift when our family and my now son-in-law’s family were decorating the St. Dominic gym for their wedding reception.

    Mark had one stipulation; “Don’t mind loaning it, but don’t let Kenny near it or on it at any time.”

    Then he mentioned something about wanting to get it back in one piece.

    That Mark, he’s always a kidder.

  • How I became a tree hugger

    “What are you doing, Dad?” my son asked when he called me on his cell phone.

    I was sitting on our back patio, admiring the work I’d done, having just planted the first third of my garden with the non-genetically modified seeds I had oh-so carefully selected. I wanted to come as close as I could to having an organic garden.

    Then just as I leaned back to relax, I stood up straight, squinting at the tractor spraying the field behind my house. It was coming closer and closer to my garden.

  • Changing lives one person at a time

    “Few bonds in life are more influential than those between a young person and an adult.”
    — Unknown author

    Washington County High School seniors will be graduating this week. It is a momentous milestone in their lives. They will leave their family and friends, and their decisions, good and bad, will decide their lives for decades to come. My son is among those students.

  • Are you the bad neighbor?

    Will there be fences in heaven?

    That’s another way of asking, will your bothersome neighbor’s heavenly mansion be next to yours? Before you petition heaven’s city council for a privacy fence or request that your bad neighbor be confined to the eternal promised land’s back forty, make sure you yourself aren’t unwittingly the neighbor from hell who somehow slipped under the pearly gates unnoticed while St. Peter was distracted by a game of heavenly baseball.

  • Relay for Life and the auction

    When you do nothing, you feel overwhelmed and powerless. But when you get involved, you feel the sense of hope and accomplishment that comes from knowing you are working to make things better.
    – Pauline R. Kezer

    Have you ever wondered what Relay for Life is all about? Read on because you’re about to get a real rundown.

  • Paying tribute to those who served

    FRANKFORT – We are each called upon to serve others in our lives. For some, this duty to the greater good means military service. Young men and women from across the Commonwealth step up to meet this challenge again and again, knowing well the risks. Yet, they still take that sacred vow to protect us from enemies foreign and domestic.

  • What Mama said... and what she didn’t

    Growing up, my mother was like a lighthouse to me: Her light was always on, a beacon guiding me through the daily adventures and the bumps and bruises of childhood and adolescence. At the end of the day, she was always there, welcoming me to the safe harbor that was my home.

    Years later, when I left home for other places, and the home lights were but a distant flicker, I would remind myself of Mom’s words. And often, they would light my path.

  • Here are some tips when planning your future

    We all make choices in life that determine where we will be in the future. Some are minor choices, some are major choices, but each one guides our life forward like the rudder of a ship. I’m not going to lie. There are many things I would have done differently as I look back on my life.

    I was thinking about that the other day when I visited St. Dominic for its science fair. I saw all the bright young kids that are in the beginning of their lives with so many decisions ahead of them.