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Today's Opinions

  • Other voices

    One of my mentors-at-a-distance was Carl Sagan. I watched his now-famous TV show, Cosmos, read some of his books and read his articles in the popular media. His words in a Sunday magazine article, though written over 20 years ago, blazed off the paper and have stuck with me through the years. Carl saw the training he received as a great gift, one that the son of an immigrant would never have received except for this wonderful confluence of time and space – here and now and in America.

  • Preserve downtown charm

    When I was younger, it was always a treat for me to get to come to Owenton.

    It may not be the biggest city, it may not have big fancy restaurants, a Wal-Mart or a plethora of clothing stores, but there was always something about Owenton that appealed to me.

    As I’ve gotten older, I’ve noticed something about Owenton that is drastically different from other cities I’ve visited. The courthouse sits at the center of downtown, and the downtown area thrives right around the courthouse.

  • Compliments to the kids

    In a society where so much emphasis is being placed on winning, it seems there is not enough being placed on how to act when you do. Not only can you be a poor sport when you lose, it is not uncommon for someone to be a sore winner.

    That is not the case in Owen County.

    The basketball teams made history this season when both the varsity girls and boys won a District Championship. The boys even advanced to the semifinals of the 8th Region Tournament.

  • Thanks to Katey’s Angels

    As most of you probably know, on the morning of Jan. 22 my daughter was in a horrific car accident. She had left, as she did every morning, wondering if I liked her shirt, if her hair looked OK and could I grab her a snack for breakfast. In less than five minutes after she left, a friend of hers called me and said, “Katey has been in an accident.” It took me seconds to be out the door and to her.

  • All good things ...

    For the last month I have been living two very different lives. One as a newspaper reporter and the other as a student at Lexington Theological Seminary. I have realized I cannot do both and do them both well.

    It is with a heavy heart that I have decided to leave the staff of the News-Herald. While I am looking forward to this new path in my life, it is sad to see my time as a reporter come to an end.

  • Uncle Al, Jessica and pageants

    A few thoughts ...

    When a local person is invited to participate in a beauty pageant, it’s usually pretty big news.

    If one of our local ladies was asked to strut her stuff in an important competition, the News-Herald would devote a lot of ink to it – pictures, a nice story, reaction from mom and dad – stuff like that.

    Well, one Owen County resident was recently asked to take their place among dozens of beautiful, smart, ambitious young women.

    But other than this mention, the News-Herald won’t be covering the event.

  • A friend in deed

    Can there be anything more heart-breaking than having a sick or injured child?

    Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve had two people I know endure that special pain.

    The News-Herald Office Manager, Sherry Lyons, is dealing with her daughter’s accident. Sherry is a very strong woman and seems to be handling things as well as possible.

    Things haven’t been so good for another friend of mine.

    A tumor was recently found on the kidney of a dear friend’s 3-year-old son, Seth.

  • Dealing with a bout of level 2 cabin fever

    I once took a trip to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan in early March. I was broadcasting basketball on the radio at the time for Northern Kentucky University and the team headed north to play Lake Superior State University.

    The team lost and the next morning on the bus outside the hotel I was listening to a local disc jockey who said with much enthusiasm that the current temperature was -2 degrees. He then went on to say that spring was just around the corner.

    While I appreciated his optimism, I’ve never quite understood it.