• Believe it or not, we strive to do our jobs well here at The Springfield Sun. My goal each time I walk into the building is to provide fair news coverage for the readers of this newspaper.

    A phone call last week prompted me to verify my approach.

  • If you truly know me and Cindy, then you can understand the phrase “opposites attract.”  Actually, that is a misinterpretation.  The phrase should be “opposites attack.”

     Cindy and I are just not on the same sheet of music.  We disagree on almost everything, even small things, and it leads to some pretty bazaar arguments that resemble old “Abbott and Costello” comedy routines.

  • We had just left the Hindu temple when I noticed the red dot on my mother’s forehead. It was the “tilaki,” the third eye or mind’s eye, associated with many Hindu gods, also symbolizing the idea of meditation and spiritual enlightenment. I, a recent graduate of a high school education, feeding on my scholastic possibilities, feeling strong in my evangelical superiority, upbraided my mother: “You let them mark you! And, that’s a false religion.”

  • . . . and their grandsons.

    More about that in just a minute.
    Washington County High School does a lot of things well, but do you know what they do great?
     It’s their Veteran’s Day program, which they have been holding for the past several years.
    I’ve been told by many people that I ought to stop in and see why so many veterans look forward to attending this program every year.
    My curiosity was piqued,  and I attended it early on this past Friday, Nov. 4.


    Last weekend was a first for me, as I traveled to my alma mater to check out the state marching band finals. 

    Being back on Western Kentucky University’s campus always stirs up memories, as you might expect. 

    I have never been to a marching band competition, but I have heard a lot about them over the years. 


     I couldn’t take it any longer. Fatigued at the end of the work week and convinced my St. Louis Cardinals would not survive game six of the World Series, I turned the light off and was fast asleep by 11:15 p.m.

    Early the next morning, Lori asked me who won. 

    “Oh, the Texas Rangers did,” I mournfully informed her. “I stayed with the Cardinals until they left the bases loaded and fell behind 7-4.” 


    Firemen never die, they just burn forever in the hearts of the people whose lives they saved. 

    ~Susan Diane Murphree


    So what makes up a volunteer firefighter?  

  • Dear Editor,

  • It doesn’t take a very close examination of this week’s The Springfield Sun to see an abundance of successful, high-achieving women on the pages.

    It thrills me to see the recognition that Laurie Smith, Sister Claire McGowan, Jan Fattizzi and Pat Kirsch have received recently.
    I’ve worked with most of these women on several occasions, and have been impressed by each for their many talents. Springfield and Washington County are undoubtedly a better place because of these hard-working visionaries.

  • Since our inception in 1993, The Caring Place has written many articles in The Lebanon Enterprise. I have given insight of the feelings and the pain of domestic violence from the point of view of the women who have experienced it. I have explained to you about the struggles of the families who came to us, and what they face daily. We have also given the perspectives from staff.

  • I know that fall has officially arrived on the farm when the farmer’s pants are covered with stick tights from belt to hem. 

    After the laundry, shredded cockleburrs surface in the most unexpected places, such as underwear and sheets, in spite of diligent prewash searches.  All the resident wildlife is moving to shelter to survive the coming winter; the annual invasion of field mice, crickets, and spiders into the house is well underway.  

  • Sometimes I love to sit down and write silly little stories and hope that I make someone, somewhere, forget their troubles for a while and laugh.  Today is not one of those days. 

    I have a serious topic to write on with the permission of my wife, Cindy.  The reason I asked her is because it’s related to her life and common throughout the U.S.  The story is about Cindy’s overeating problem.

  • Veteran’s Day is on Nov. 11, but here at The Sun we are getting a head start on honoring this country’s veterans.

    We are trying to gather information on veterans in the county, or relatives of residents in the county who are veterans, so that we can honor them in the Nov. 9 issue of the paper.
    The information we are looking for is listed on page A9. As you can see, we’re also looking for pictures.  

  • Dear Editor,

  • Dear Editor,

  • The words had inadvertently found their way on the printed page; they were obviously not meant for anyone to read. Only two words: “No hope.” But they said so much. Too much.

    They were printed next to the name of a cancer patient for whom we prayed. I flinched when I read them. No one is beyond hope--- not even those who appear to be victims in the last stages of cancer.

    It was a dark and stormy night. 

    Well, maybe it wasn’t stormy exactly but the extended weather forecast said it would be by next week.  It might not have been dark either as I remember a full moon that night.  Naw, I remember now it was dark.  The full moon came from some kids that drove by as I was dragging my garbage cans down by the road.  That was the only “full moon” I saw that night.
    Okay, so it was not a stormy but a dark night.
    Yep, that’s it.

  • Dear Editor,

     The sun shined a lot brighter on Washington County this afternoon and, in fact, on Sunday too.  
      It should be remembered as a proud moment for Washington  County,  regarding how the local, neighboring counties, state and national  resources came out in force to search for Randall Chesser.  

  • “Ask not what your country can do for you - ask what you can do for your country.”
    John F. Kennedy

    When a country is filled with people that live the quote you see above, then that country can be called great.
     I know a man that lived it everyday of his life.
     My wife called me at work last week to say that Washington County resident Mr. Hugh L. Grundy had very quietly passed from this world to the next at the age of  95.  He is that man.
     Do you know who Mr. Grundy is?

  • I hope that Randall Chesser is in a comfy bed, feet propped up, with a warm, fluffy comforter tucked over his slight body.

    I hope that his favorite television show is on in front of him, or his favorite game, or that someone is reading his favorite book to him.
    I hope that he is surrounded by his favorite aunts, uncles, cousins, relatives.
    I hope that he’s wearing a big grin, one like I’ve seen in the school photos of him.
    I hope Randall Chesser feels safe and secure, rested, fed and comfortable.