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Today's Opinions

  • Green pastures

    I don’t have a blood-related sister, but I was raised alongside the neighbor girl who is my same age and who was in almost every class with me from kindergarten to high school. Every single major milestone of my life, she’s been there. Prom, breakups, we even graduated from college on the same day and had a joint party. The only way I can possibly describe her is as my sister.

  • Letters to the editor - ‘Kentucky Proud’ label is deceiving
  • The legislative process can be like making sausage

    I have reviewed Judge Phillip Shepherd of the Franklin Circuit Court’s opinion that was released on June 20. I have respect for the judiciary, but I fully expect this opinion to be expedited straight to the Kentucky Supreme Court. The judge’s decision pertained to Senate Bill (SB) 151, but his ruling calls into question a number of bills passed last session. Most notable is the state budget and a bill capping the percentage of payments due by local governments on increased pension payments.

  • Playing games or developing addictions?

    “Video games are the modern-day version of playing catch.”

    I read that quote recently, and while I hate to admit it, I know it’s true.

    I have a soon-to-be 12-year-old son. ‘Nough said, right?

  • Remembering Andrew Cecil

    Recently, I reflected on memories of a great young man, Andrew Cecil. He attended University of Louisville and majored in political science. He was a hardworking and dedicated “A” student. He never complained even though he was fighting cancer at the same time he was attending UofL. He was taking the last class he needed to graduate but could not finish due to his declining health. He withdrew from the class and a short time later he lost his battle with cancer. He died in October of 2011 at age 25.

  • Goodbye, Scruffy

    I could barely see his eyes when he showed up on my doorstep almost five years ago.

    His long, stringy hair covered most of his face. His coat was wet and covered in mud. Parts of his body were covered with huge mounds of matted hair. He was very quiet, and seemed frightened. He wouldn’t let me get too close.

  • Goodbye, Scruffy

    I could barely see his eyes when he showed up on my doorstep almost five years ago.

    His long, stringy hair covered most of his face. His coat was wet and covered in mud. Parts of his body were covered with huge mounds of matted hair. He was very quiet, and seemed frightened. He wouldn’t let me get too close.

  • All will be made right

    Exactly one year ago, I had no idea that Lebanon or Marion County existed. Exactly one year ago, I was not sure how exactly I fit into the world and where I wanted to go after graduation, and I was very overwhelmed by the unknown.