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Today's Opinions

  • Be not afraid


    Be not afraid.
                     — God
     
    It’s pretty scary out there isn’t it?
    You know what I mean.   
    It doesn’t matter where you work or where you live in this old world.  It’s like everything has dropped off a cliff.  Many families are nervously waiting to see what happens next, if it hasn’t already.

  • Be not afraid


    Be not afraid.
                     — God
     
    It’s pretty scary out there isn’t it?
    You know what I mean.   
    It doesn’t matter where you work or where you live in this old world.  It’s like everything has dropped off a cliff.  Many families are nervously waiting to see what happens next, if it hasn’t already.

  • Saying goodbye


    Goodbyes are never easy, but they are often necessary. This one is no different.

    For those who may not know, I have received a promotion and will now serve as publisher and editor of the Central Kentucky News-Journal in Campbellsville. The CKNJ is owned by Landmark Community Newspapers, Inc., which also is the parent company of The Springfield Sun.

  • Saying goodbye


    Goodbyes are never easy, but they are often necessary. This one is no different.

    For those who may not know, I have received a promotion and will now serve as publisher and editor of the Central Kentucky News-Journal in Campbellsville. The CKNJ is owned by Landmark Community Newspapers, Inc., which also is the parent company of The Springfield Sun.

  • An old practical joker

    Some 38 years ago I worked on Main Street at a clothing store called Cunningham’s.  You wouldn’t know it now, but Cunningham’s was a family-run business that operated for almost 150 years in Springfield.  
    It was the anchor of all commerce in downtown Springfield, and probably hit its peak in the 1940s.  It was located right across from the present-day Springfield State Bank.  The last Cunningham, Clifton, died a few years ago, and the store sits empty today.

  • Let's put a stop to school bullies

    Not because I was a “green” freshman or because I was a little fish in a bigger pond. Rather, it was terrifying for me because I was bullied.
    There were a group of girls that got a rise out of picking on my twin sister, our best friend and me. It started out with spitballs being thrown at us in the gymnasium bleachers. The spitballs eventually turned into big wads of bubble gum. And, of course, name-calling was a common occurrence.

  • Missing the boat on school taxes

    When I attend public meetings, I’m there as eyes and ears for the members of the public who do not attend. I’m not there to offer comments, or have reactions or show emotion to what takes place. That’s why I hope my jaw didn’t drop, as it felt like it did, when the Washington County School Board members did not second a motion for a proposed tax increase Friday evening.

  • Ghost stories

    Ghost stories are a childhood tradition that never fades around a hot summer night.  Just the phrase “ghost stories” causes the neck hairs to rise up.  This is especially so if you’ve ever met a master storyteller.  I did once when I was about 4 years old.  His name was Damian Warren of Springfield.
    I’m 53 now, so four for me is almost half a century ago.  It was a different time, and entertainment was hard to come by.  You could read or go outside and play.  My choices were narrowed down due to being illiterate.