• Our man in Washington

    The campaign bus from Crazyville came to town the other day and my congressman, Representative Muck Flim-Flam Schmuck, Jr., got off.

    I’m proud to say that I voted for Schmuck when he first ran for congress.

    Everybody says we’re lucky to have that Schmuck up in congress watching out for our interest. He’s the finest politician that money can buy, and believe me, I understand that lobbyists are buying all they can.

  • The town, it is a-changin’

    It’s no secret that Washington County is undergoing a lot of change right now. There are a lot of new—and improved—things on the horizon, and that’s got me thinking about what the community will look like in, say, five years.

    Really, not even that long, because so many projects have already been set in motion.

  • Now I want to sing

    Some people are gifted with beautiful solo voices to bless an audience; other singers, perhaps not quite as vocally talented, bless others with quartet voices; then there are those that bless others by not singing.

    I’ve always thought of myself as being in that latter category.

    But that’s changed of late.

    Let me back up.  

  • Daddy, you’re going to be a grandpa

    “Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you”
    - God

    It always makes me laugh when I hear someone question the existence of God.

    I don’t get mad.

    I just laugh.

    Why can’t they believe?

    Is His existence any more inconceivable than our own?

    If you do look around, you will see evidence of God in all His glory, love and wisdom.

    So much of what He created brings so much pleasure to us.

  • Yet another hidden gem

    I’ve been at The Springfield Sun for two years now, and I can say without question that I still learn something new about Washington County every single week.

    Whether it’s meeting an interesting new person with a story to tell or discovering a place I had no idea existed, the story of Washington County is always unfolding in front of me.

  • What murders cannot kill

    There’s a surprising grace that falls our way whenever someone unexpectedly sings a beautiful song.

    It was a Susan Boyle moment whenever Angela Hockensmith began her solo in our church one Sunday morning. I could sense people looking wide-eyed at each other. Like me, they were silently saying, “I didn’t know she could sing like that.”

  • ‘Beyond glory’

    “Beyond Glory is as stirring as taps at dusk.”
    - Wall Street Journal Review

    You know I come from a family that has a long history of serving in the military.

    My grandfather served in France during World War I.

    My father and six uncles served in both the Pacific and European theaters during World War II. One of those uncles was captured during the Battle of Kasserine Pass in North Africa and spent the next 26 months as a prisoner of war.

  • It’s a festive time of year

    We’re midway through September and headed straight for October. That can only mean one thing: the festivals are on the way.

    It’s a unique time of year for many, but especially those of us in central Kentucky.

    Events and holidays come and go throughout the year, but nothing has a community feel like a local festival.

    In Springfield it’s the Kentucky Crossroads Harvest Festival, while Marion County has Ham Days and Nelson County the Bourbon Festival.

  • Who is rich?

    The real measure of your wealth is how much you’d be worth if you lost all your money.
    - Author unknown

    Every so often I’m tempted to buy a lottery ticket. Especially when you see the dollar figure get up into the hundreds of millions.

    The chances of winning are about as likely as getting struck by a meteor or Congress doing something useful.

    Still, it’s a nice little dream isn’t it?

  • Remember where you were

    Today is the day that we all remember where we were.

    I can’t recall speaking to a single person who doesn’t remember where they were on Sept. 11, 2001.

    I was in my eighth-grade language arts class at St. Charles Middle School, watching as the news unfolded. I still remember hearing that something terrible had happened, before seeing for myself when the TV was wheeled into the room from down the hall.