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Today's Features

  • Claire Alexis Tabor was born Sept. 2, 2011, at 11:51 a.m. at Central Baptist Hospital in Lexington. She weighed 7 pounds, 2 ounces and was 18 3/4 inches long. She is the daughter of Greg and Jessica Tabor of Georgetown. She is the granddaughter of Debbie and Frank Smoot Jr. of Owenton  and  Bertha and the late Donald Tabor of Owenton and the great-granddaughter of Naomi Smoot of Owenton and Doris McClure of Dry Ridge.

  • Elijah, along with his parents, Josh and Lilly Walters, announce the birth of his baby sister, Brianna Ralynn, born Sept. 3, 2011, at St. Joseph Hospital Lexington. Brianna weighed 6 pounds, 11 ounces.
    Paternal grandparents are Steve and Cindy Walters of Monterey; great-grandmothers are Joyce Walters and Barbara Watson, both of Monterey. She is the niece of Jeremy Robinson of Louisville. Bri is the great-granddaughter of the late Bill Brown, Cleveland Walters and Stuart Watson.

  • After two weeks of dry weather, the rains started a week ago Sunday afternoon and didn’t stop till the following Thursday. It felt more like November than September.

  • The cool, misty rain enveloped the picnic pavilion at the Owen County Historical Society Museum, and the scheduled September picnic was moved indoors at the I.O.O.F. Hall. However, even the effects of a hurricane could not dampen the festive mood as over 30 people gathered to share a chicken dinner — what’s a picnic without chicken — and trade stories.

  • In the continuing saga of my ongoing battle over household décor with my husband, this time it’s the back sliding glass door.
    But before I get to that, let me back up to say that in the first 30 or so years of our marriage my husband rarely expressed an opinion about how to decorate the house except for one hard and fast rule: I could choose any color to paint the walls as long as it was antique or Navaho white.
    Other than that I had free reign — and I love to reign.

  • Didn’t really have much to write about this week. It was kind of a lost weekend. Wanda didn’t send any news and my life was nothing to write home about either.
    Bruce and Fay did get the hay, such as it was, cut and rolled.
    The barn martins left about the 30th but I had several things that week and didn’t mention it.
    The humming birds have just about gone, too. Labor Day weekend is over and so is UK’s less-than-stellar football game. The less said about that the better.

  • They came from all walks of life — farmers, carpenters, homemakers, teachers, and bankers. What they held in common was their love of history and their dedication to its preservation.
    Owen, Carroll, Gallatin, Trimble, Henry, and Switzerland counties’ historical societies gathered at the Owen County Extension Office last week for the annual six-county picnic. Over 70 people attended and the food, fellowship, and entertainment combined to offer an enjoyable evening for all.

  • When he was young, he dreamed of one day becoming a pilot, and in 1938 Owen countian, Harry Clark Karsner, received his Commercial Pilots License. During World War II he was a flight instructor at Ryan’s School of Aeronautics in California, but it was after the war that Clark Karsner became well-known throughout Owen County and the surrounding area.

  • Last week while on my stay-at-home vacation, I went fishing.
    For billions of people around the world, that news would be a big fat no big deal because it’s done all the time so ho hum, tell me something I don’t know.
    However, for me going fishing was a big fat very big deal because it was my first time ever.
    At 56, I had never fished before, and for months now I have been wanting to, almost to the point of it being an obsession. I don’t know why I’ve been wanting to fish so badly, only that I have.