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Today's Opinions

  • The Thanksgiving Problem
  • Simba, the cat

     During some major life changes over the past several months, seven-year-old Hudson Charles has become very attached to one remaining constant: Simba, the cat.  He lavishes love on him, carries him everywhere and talks to him about his problems.  

  • “Nemo dat quod not hat”

     “You cannot give away what you do not have yourself” or in Latin “Nemo dat quod not hat” is a wonderful spiritual principle I learned years ago in my seminary education.  We must constantly learn and take care of ourselves first to be good for others.

  • Letters to the Editor - Nov. 26 2015

     A reminder to voters

    Attention all Oldham County voters:

    The Oldham County Clerk’s Office wants to take this opportunity to inform all voters of upcoming election information.

  • Cultivating the spiritual gift of faith

     A small boy riding a bus home from Sunday school was very proud of the card he had received, which had a picture and a caption that read, “Have Faith in God.” 

    Then to his
    dismay the card slipped from his hand and fluttered out the window. “Stop the bus!” he cried. “I’ve lost my ‘faith in God!’”

  • Healthy holidays

    By Karen Wyatt

     The countdown to New Year’s has begun and with all the merriment ahead, it’s easy to lose track of your good habits. We so often overindulge, only to drag ourselves back to our salads and workouts on Jan. 1. 

    This year, why not make a resolution to adopt some healthier habits through the holidays? 

  • Ballerina named grace

    By Ginger Lumpkin

     I like to think of myself as a graceful ballerina, but the fact that it has been 40 years since I took ballet, coupled with the ever-darkening bruises on my backside, tell a different story.  The only time I’ve ever been referred to as graceful is when I would trip over my own feet, and my father would remark, “Way to go, Grace.”  

  • Is it time to wash your windows?

     It was a gorgeous sun-filled day. I drove through the country to see her.  

    She was in her 90s.  She was a hospice patient and had been at home confined to one room for close to a year.  She complained to me how gray a day it was.

    I noticed then that her one window must not have been cleaned in almost a year.  When I said this, she chuckled, as only someone her age could, and uttered with her German accent, “Got a dirty eye, see a dirty world.”