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Today's Opinions

  • Hello there, again


    Hi Washington County. It’s me again.

    Usually you’ll find me over on the sports page. Today, you get a double dose of me.
    As you read last week, The Springfield Sun is without publisher Jeff Moreland. He has moved on to become publisher and editor at The Central Kentucky News-Journal in Campbellsville. We don’t yet have a new fearless leader.

  • Hello there, again


    Hi Washington County. It’s me again.

    Usually you’ll find me over on the sports page. Today, you get a double dose of me.
    As you read last week, The Springfield Sun is without publisher Jeff Moreland. He has moved on to become publisher and editor at The Central Kentucky News-Journal in Campbellsville. We don’t yet have a new fearless leader.

  • Be careful, those words could be your last


    I was standing at the street corner, waiting for the light to change when I saw him out of the corner of my eye. He was waving his left arm from his car window, urgently trying to get my attention.

    Then, pulling out of his parking space, he stopped in front of me, blocking me from crossing the street. Only after he lowered his electric window on the passenger side could I see who it was.

  • Be careful, those words could be your last


    I was standing at the street corner, waiting for the light to change when I saw him out of the corner of my eye. He was waving his left arm from his car window, urgently trying to get my attention.

    Then, pulling out of his parking space, he stopped in front of me, blocking me from crossing the street. Only after he lowered his electric window on the passenger side could I see who it was.

  • S. Wiley On Politicians


    Do you people remember Mr. Wiley?

     Mr. S. Wiley, or Slick to his friends and the folks at the FBI, is my 93-year-old “personal advisor”, formerly from New York City.  Mr. Wiley used to be my financial advisor until he lost all my money, and that of the rest of his clients.  I’ve been holding him hostage in an attempt to recoup my loses from his loved ones.  However, strangely enough, no one’s come looking for him despite my many ransom letters.

  • S. Wiley On Politicians


    Do you people remember Mr. Wiley?

     Mr. S. Wiley, or Slick to his friends and the folks at the FBI, is my 93-year-old “personal advisor”, formerly from New York City.  Mr. Wiley used to be my financial advisor until he lost all my money, and that of the rest of his clients.  I’ve been holding him hostage in an attempt to recoup my loses from his loved ones.  However, strangely enough, no one’s come looking for him despite my many ransom letters.

  • Gardens and Kentucky rain


    Summer’s garden season is winding down, gardens are flooding our county kitchens with buckets of tomatoes, squash, corn, peppers, cucumbers, beans, okra; more food that I can put on the table in one meal, so the refrigerator drawers are stuffed. 

    Counter tops and pantry shelves are packed with shining jars of garden blessings, as colorful as grandmother’s crazy quilt, both destined to warm up a long winter night.

  • Gardens and Kentucky rain


    Summer’s garden season is winding down, gardens are flooding our county kitchens with buckets of tomatoes, squash, corn, peppers, cucumbers, beans, okra; more food that I can put on the table in one meal, so the refrigerator drawers are stuffed. 

    Counter tops and pantry shelves are packed with shining jars of garden blessings, as colorful as grandmother’s crazy quilt, both destined to warm up a long winter night.