September 2, 2014

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A Dad’s Poem Print E-mail

I found the following in my files and want to share it. It was mailed to me by Glenn Hardy, a friend, in June, 2002. I read it twice thru a veil of tears, especially poignant to me because of my experience as a teacher. Also, an anniversary of 9/11 is fast approaching and the following poem is built around this tragic loss. The reader may find it too fairy tale…ish. But, to me, to say that the end of man is the grave; that’s it; that’s all folks; turn out the lights...this is abhorrent to the spiritual side of us humans!

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Evil versus Good Print E-mail

Evil and violence grip us! Thirty thousand men, women and children on a mountain in Iraq in triple digit temperature, facing extermination; many of them Christians. Black young men breaking windows of stores and grabbing armloads of goods and rushing into the night. Israel and Palestinians locked in mortal combat for survival, with no solution or end in sight.

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The story of a dog who won’t quit Print E-mail

Last Saturday, I employed two young men to help me with some hard labor on our seven acres in northern Pendleton County. I supervised as they uprooted some railroad ties, scattered gravel as our preferred mulch material, trimmed shrubs, washed our truck, and planted some fall crops of cabbage and broccoli in our vegetable garden. One of the young men had departed at 3 p.m., and the other young man, Paul Feldkamp, and I continued to work until after 6 p.m.

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Flowers and fantasy at Pendleton Country Club Print E-mail

From left: Margie McGaha and Margie Craig flank memorial in flower bed.

The ladies group tees off at 9 a.m., followed by a group of old men at 9:30 a.m., and, by the time the old men finish 18 holes, our lady friends have already set up for dominos, thus the clattering and chattering as we enter. They pay no attention to us except to invite us to partake of dessert which they usually bring for their members. Fresh peach ice cream and chocolate cake. They have on occasion invited certain of us old men to lick their plates clean and we have obliged.

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Ms. Mildred Dickison Print E-mail

Mildred Dickison shortly after she retired as Pendleton County Public Health Nurse.

Ms. Dickison is 98 years young and resides at River Valley Nursing Home in Butler. She is a bit hard of hearing as most of us oldies are, but her mind is sharp; she enjoys conversing and has an infectious giggle that cheers and brightens the day for visitors. Furthermore, she remembers in detail many of the experiences she had in her nursing career, particularly her twenty seven and one half years as public health nurse in Pendleton County. She began in Pendleton County in July, 1950.

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Killing in my heart Print E-mail

There it was! Less than fifty yards from my office window! In broad daylight! Flicking its ears and flipping its tail! Munching on some of the prettiest tomato plants that I had ever grown! Plants approximately three feet tall with small, baseball-sized fruit soon ready to ripen to make bacon and tomato sandwiches, our favorites.

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The funeral of Myron Doan: What a way to go! Print E-mail

Members of Falmouth Rotary Club knew that Myron was sick, seriously sick, but we were unprepared for his sudden passing. Several from our Club had visited him in the hospital as did I on the evening he had his heart attack. I found him with a former cheerleader from Morehead State University (MSU), and he was alert, cordial, and lucid. When we learned later that he had taken a turn for the worse and was in a coma, we were shocked and became aware more than ever of our own mortality. At his funeral, we sat as a group close to the front of the assemblage in the gymnasium of PCHS.

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Shacking up: What’s the problem? Print E-mail

Focus: This is written primarily for those who cohabitate during child bearing age. Not hostilely conceived. Just to make the public aware of some of the issues facing all of us as this issue progresses.

I can remember when only low class persons shacked up, or more politely, cohabitated. I was speaking with a prominent man in an undisclosed location a few years past when I asked him how his daughter whom I had known via schools was doing. “She’s living with so and so,” he said without any hesitancy, implying that he saw nothing wrong with this development.

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Materialism versus spiritual value Print E-mail

I closed last week’s article by saying that we put too much emphasis on material things such as money and cars and houses and land. I think that a further explanation is in order.

What’s wrong with having a healthy bank account? Or a nice, late model car? Or, a modern, convenient home? Or, a picturesque farm with a white fence? Nothing! Because we are taught in the Bible to be industrious, saving, and to care for our families and our fellow man. Orneriness and laziness are eschewed!

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The basket has a hole in it Print E-mail

This article on the complex issue of poverty in our nation will not be satisfying to those who have overcome monumental obstacles in achieving a lifestyle of abundance. Neither will the wealthy find comfort in what is said. Nor will those who think our government should take care of the poor like what is said. As a matter of fact, I can think of no one who will applaud. But, if it helps us to think more clearly about the issues involved, then the pain of writing this will be worthwhile, particularly where children are involved.

I began my teaching career in Breathitt County and I taught language arts to the upper grades in a newly opened consolidated school. I was also basketball coach for the school and began in earnest to build a team from scratch. I had some fairly good players but needed a big boy to play center. And, there was one in my home room.

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