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Today's Features

  • A chicken in every pot and a car in every garage.

  • “Lord willing and the creek don’t rise.”
    This was a common phrase used by folks in Kentucky. It referred to the belief that the Lord was in charge, and barring unforeseen circumstances such as rising creek waters, one would go ahead with their plans.
    This adage was particularly applicable to early settlers in Owen County who made their homes near the numerous creeks in the area.
    When heavy rains flooded the waterways, most folks were unable to cross at the creek fords and travel came to a standstill.

  • Ahhhh! I’m late.
    I am suffering from company-lag this morning. My cousins from Missouri and Savoy, Illinois came last Monday evening and left this morning at 7 a.m.
    I was up at 5:45 a.m. to cook breakfast and help them find their stuff, finish packing and load their van.
    Dobbs and I went to the sunroom to sit down and listen to the quiet and went back to sleep. I finally stirred myself and came to the kitchen and start a load of towels and wash the dishes, when it suddenly dawned on me – This is Monday and I should have the column in by now.

  • Buffalo traces wound through dense forests leading settlers to a new land. The proximity to the Kentucky River, an abundance of clear creeks and the rolling hills of Owen County gave promise to these early pioneers of an agrarian paradise.
    The area known today as Lusby’s Mill appealed to the Cobb, Clifton, Perkins and Osborne families and they were among the first to create a thriving Owen County community in the 1790s.

  • This column will probably not make any sense.
    I was hoping to get through early before Ray and Wanda got here but that just didn’t happen.  I hired them earlier in the month to come and strip the paper off the stairwell and paint it. They got here at 8:15 a.m. I can’t keep myself from jumping up every few minutes and trying to help. My computer sits in the kitchen about 20 feet from the stairs going to the basement.

  • One of the funniest stories I’ve heard in a while is about the especially handsome man who decided it was his God-given responsibility to marry an extraordinarily beautiful woman so they could have the best looking children ever.
    He happened onto a farmer who had three breathtakingly gorgeous daughters. So he explained to the farmer his mission, and asked permission to marry one of his daughters. The farmer agreed, telling him to look them over and take his pick.

  • Good morning from the Branch, and it’s a very chilly morning here.
    I had to roll out of bed early and I was not ready to leave the warmth of my bed. It really feels like fall.
    I am up before the sun because I made the mistake last spring of making an appointment with Dr. Clements to have my yearly check up on Monday.
    Yes, I still have teeth thanks to Freddie.
    I’ve had my coffee and here I am at the computer before the sun is up typing away.

  • Josiah Sawyer Jury was born May 28, 2014, at 7:21 p.m. in Saint Elizabeth South Medical Center in Edgewood. He was 7 lbs. and 10 oz. and was 20 and a half inches long. He is the son of Tony and Kristy Jury of Glencoe. He is welcomed to the world by his brother Jeremiah, 5. His grandparents are J.O. and Judy Burkhead of Lancaster and Freddy and Jean Jury of Cox’s Creek.

  • I was amused the other day to read some suggested voicemails greetings that truly are a sign of the times in which we live.
    Here’s one that gave a chuckle:
    “Hello, I’m not here right now. In fact, I’m out getting a new parakeet. If you leave a message after the beep, I’ll be sure to get back to you. Oh, and by the way, a word of advice; never try to clean a parakeet cage with a vacuum cleaner.”
    And this one: