Today's Opinions

“Held for a moment. Loved for a lifetime.”
These words, etched into the tiny white tombstone, had been been pulmetted by the elements and passage of time. Yet, they whispered across the years and told the story of a heart-rendering loss.
A small cast angel lay upon the ground in front of the small marker, its outspread wings somehow giving the impression of a protective covering for its tiny charge.

The Breeder’s Cup gallops into Lexington next weekend for the first time in history. Since it’s about the biggest do in horse racing, our town is putting on its company best. From abundant flowers to stunning street murals, to charming sidewalk cafés and gourmet food trucks, we’re looking good. We’ve even gilded the lily, and made  Keeneland – already one of the prettiest places in America – more lovely and accommodating.  

The aged photograph revealed a steamboat captain whose chiseled features were accentuated by a neatly trimmed beard.
Gazing at the image one could imagine a slim, energetic figure pacing the deck of a steamboat as he barked orders to his crew and guided his vessel to an Owen County landing in the late 1800s.
Captain Samuel Sanders was born in 1813, and when not on the Kentucky commanding one of his packet boats, he could be seen roaming the hills on his farm in Monterey.