April 18, 2014

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Should a student be required to pass a drug test to graduate? Get a driver's license? Print E-mail

The following is strong stuff concerning our drug problem and may be offensive to some. But this problem is a scourge in our nation and threatens our security and well being. We are mindful of those who may have been ensnared via no fault of their own such as injuries and chronic pain. And, families who have dealt with addiction know the exasperating choices that are so heart-rending. However, there are many sources of help for drug addiction available, if the addict really wants help. See Ann Landers, September 5. Our apology if some of the following appears insensitive.

Women Print E-mail

I realize that I am on thin ice with this subject, but here goes anyway!

Janice and I were dining with two other couples in Cincinnati and lingered outside the establishment before separating to go our different ways home. The three ladies had withdrawn a few steps from us three men and were talking about whatever…Just as we three men were. A slightly off-color story surfaced in my brain and I ushered my men friends a few steps further away from our ladies and expounded, lowering my voice to not much more than a whisper. Both of my male companions laughed loudly.

Should the United States become militarily involved in Syria's civil war? Print E-mail

Let us consider some general points concerning war, points that will serve as a backdrop for answering the question posed in the title above.

First, some say, “War never solves anything.” There is some truth to this notion, but it is largely untrue. If we had not had the Revolutionary War, we would still be British citizens. If we had not had our Civil War, we would still have slaves. If we had not stood up to Germany and Japan, we would be wearing swastikas and symbols for the rising sun.

The Need for Moral Constraint Print E-mail

By Owen and Janice Collins

Australian Chris Lane was shot and killed without warning in Ada, Oklahoma this past week. Shot as he jogged in his girlfriend’s neighborhood by three juveniles, 15, 16, and 17. Two were black and the other white who brought his pregnant girlfriend to the arraignment before a judge.

Billy Graham’s New Suit Print E-mail

The following story was sent to me by Glen Hardy who resides in a condominium near NKU. I had read it before several years past, but as I reread it, I thought our readers would be interested; particularly the walking wounded who spend much of our time visiting physicians and hospitals and juggling our medicines.

Billy Graham was born in Charlotte, N. C., in 1918 and preached to over 200 million persons as an evangelist in a ministry that spanned decades. He was known as our presidents’ minister and three of those living attended the dedication of his Library and Museum in Charlotte on May 31, 2007. George Beverly Shea, his famed singer in most of the Billy Graham Crusades, died this year on April 17 at the age of 104.

Interestingly, there has never been a hint of a scandal of anything touching Billy Graham; rather remarkable in our day!

In January, 2007, leaders in Charlotte, North Carolina, invited their favorite son, Billy Graham, to a luncheon in his honor.

Billy initially hesitated to accept the invitation because he struggled with Parkinson's disease. But the Charlotte leaders said, 'We don't expect a major address. Just come and let us honor you.' So he agreed.

Smart phone addiction Print E-mail

Charles Tackett, former President of Falmouth Rotary and the patriarch of a well known family in Pendleton, sent an e mail that intrigued me. It showed several scenes of young persons, mainly high-schoolers and college students in various social settings…on the beach; at ball games, in restaurants, on dates, and at museums. Were they playing dodge ball, cheering their team, conversing over their meal, looking lovingly into each other’s eyes, or studying works of art? None of these! All were absorbed in a 3” X 5” hand held instrument that had them mesmerized!

Kenny Speakes and the Oakland Christian Church Revival Print E-mail

Janice and I crossed over the beautiful new bridge in Falmouth and went east on Highway 22, turning toward the river at Logan’s Lumber. We were headed to Oakland to hear Kenny Speakes. The area brought back many memories, most of them pleasant. We passed where Lonny Browning had lived when he was Chairman of the Pendleton County Board of Education. We turned right onto Milford Road and approached Oakland where we had attended the funeral of Lonny, and Becky Fogle had sung so magnificently, personages who loomed now larger than life and better than what we thought when they were alive.

The Supreme Court rules for same sex marriage Print E-mail

The Lexington Herald screamed the above in its headlines as though the American Civil War had ended and we were now going to live happily ever after. And, the Court  is partially correct. The issue the Court ruled on was one of civil rights and not one of moral rightness. Most persons with whom I have talked think that same sex marriage is a deviant lifestyle at best and out of the pits of hell at worse, but they are quick to say, “Let them do what they will; they don’t bother me….…none!”

Strange relationship of our dog and cat Print E-mail

Our cat, Eagle, is black, except for her eyes and Birdie, our dog, is a purebred yellow lab. And they get along, for the most part, quite harmoniously. They show concern and affection for each other with no quarreling over food or space. Eagle appears to be the aggressor in this outward display of affection. Birdie will position herself outside our kitchen window, waiting for a handout from Janice. Eagle will sashay down from our deck and approach Birdie, curling her tail around Birdie’s neck and under Birdie’s nose, just like a woman who wants some loving. Birdie usually ignores these overtures, but I have seen Birdie rubbing noses with Eagle and barking for her to come join her before Birdie turns in for the evening.

The Most Stupid Bet I Ever Made Print E-mail

The reader will need some background to make sense of this bet. When I moved to Pendleton in 1992, I was a decent golfer. Pendleton County Country Club was a nine hole golf course at that time, and I remember shooting par with some staff members from the Central Office. And, shortly after I retired I had a handicap of 7 which means that on average I should shoot a 79 for 18 holes, considered respectable among seniors. But age and an aching back have ballooned my average score to about 90, hard to admit or accept.

The group I play with are oldie-goldies, ranging from age 60 to 86. (We play what is called a “skins” game in


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