August 28, 2014

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Grace Guerrant Gabbard Collins, My Mother Print E-mail

(Marvin Sullivan in his recent poignant piece entitled, “Mother,” said he sometimes calls his wife, “Mother” because she is in some ways a Mother to him, particularly after losing his birth Mother at a very early age. This is not meant to diminish Marvin’s explanation, but I have a friend who calls his wife, “Mother.” When I queried him as to why, he said that he forgets names easily and he was afraid he might forget her name; therefore, to be safe, he just calls her “Mother.”)

My Mother lived to be 90 and was laid out at Deaton’s Funeral Home, 15 years ago this past February. Family and friends had been notified of her demise and her extended family gathered in to show their last respects. It was not an unhappy occasion, for Mother had lived a long and rich life and had spent the last five years in Sayre Christian Village / Nursing Home in Lexington.  Even in the Nursing Home she adjusted well and made friends with other patients, some in worse physical shape than she.

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Ben Stein's Comments on CBS Sunday Morning Print E-mail

One of the purposes of the Opinion Page is to generate thought and discussion, and with that in mind, the following is offered. A former President of Falmouth Rotary sent me an e mail containing remarks by Ben Stein. Following are some of the more important points:

“I don’t like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don’t think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period. I have no idea where the concept came from, that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can’t find it in the Constitution and I don’t like it being shoved down my throat.”

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Those Crazy Christians Print E-mail

I have been reading recently about the feuds in eastern Kentucky, some of them in Breathitt County. I was unaware of the extent of these feuds and the many lives lost and the fear they engendered in the lives of ordinary folk. Fear, hate, and revenge fed the flames that led all the way to Frankfort.

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Drugs: Is There Any Hope? Print E-mail

Approximately five years past, I was talking with a government official in Breathitt County, one who was widely respected in Breathitt for his work ethic and who had a vast knowledge of his constituents. He said that during the previous year there had been 96 deaths in Breathitt and 66 of them were drug related.

This past week I was talking to a former government official in Pendleton County who asked me if I thought there was any hope in curbing the widespread use of drugs, legal and/or illegal. “You know,” he said, “I’ve been told that just one shot of heroin can often be all that it takes to become addicted! I’ve never seen our drug problem so bad!”

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Pope Francis: Why Francis? Print E-mail

Recently a new Pope was elected by Roman Catholic Cardinals from across the world. Catholics have enthusiastically applauded the selection of Cardinal Jorge Mario from Argentina who chose the name Pope Francis after the venerated St. Francis of Assisi. His choice of Francis as his Popery name has caused many outside the Catholic faith to respond positively because of what St. Francis believed and espoused as a friar and preacher in the Catholic Church. We will circle back to St Francis Assisi and close our discussion in this article with this remarkable man who preached to birds who would land on his shoulders and listen to his discourse, unafraid.

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Martin Southitt and Mt. Everest Print E-mail

I remember reading about Sir Edmund Hillary climbing Mt. Everest in 1953 with his guide, Tenzing Norgay. I became interested in his conquest while in Australia. Hillary was an Australian and I purchased a book about his struggle with the tallest mountain in the world. When asked about the source of his motivation to risk his life in the climb, he answered, “Because it's there!”

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The wooden bowl and Cyrus Collins Print E-mail

By Owen Collins

The following came to my attention over the internet recently. I had seen it before, but as I reread this story, it grabbed my attention and hung on. The essentials of this anonymous story which I have edited slightly, follows:

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law and four year old grandson, presumably after his wife died. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his steps faltered as he walked with a cane.

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Some more of the challenges of getting older Print E-mail

I have had some health problems in recent weeks that have hampered me in writing; namely, vision and memory. And a strange malady that I will label “dyslexia.” I was writing an article and the person whom I was interviewing by phone told me three times…clearly…the name of his son and I wrote the father’s name instead. Embarrassing!

And, I have, as I said, problems with my memory. I saw a movie with some friends and cannot remember a single scene. Janice said, “No wonder, you were asleep!” I struggle to remember names and what I have written, so writing is becoming an increasing challenge. But, I can still remember names when I make a conscious effort, and I can still memorize long passages from the Bible or a poem just about as efficiently as when I was younger. Therefore I am not overly worried about my memory.

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Alice and Gary Holmes: A Christmas Story? Print E-mail

By Owen and Janice Collins

Last week we wrote about foxhunting and the loyalty and camaraderie of that group of persons, and pointed out that Gary Holmes has many of the same character traits as they,  relating how his father, Clyde,  had bristled at a couple of men who had killed a half grown fox with a sheep bell which he and a buddy had tied around its neck. This characteristic of foxhunters was further corroborated by a prominent citizen of Pendleton County who said that his father told him he knew of a man who had his tobacco bed sowed with timothy rye grass because he had killed a fox.

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Long standing tradition: Fox hunting and Gary Holmes Print E-mail

Clyde Holmes and Shine

By Owen and Janice Collins

I never fox hunted, but I wish I had. It was a popular sport when I was a boy in Breathitt County. My mother used to “fuss” at Corsey who lived above us on Linden Fork of Cane Creek. He fed his dogs hamburger which was a delicacy; we ate chicken and pork, not hamburger. Corsey had been known to pay $500 for a foxhound in the late 1940s, and he was a man of modest means.

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