Pray for the children entering foster care today, that they find an appropriate, kind and loving foster family to care for them until their birth families or relatives are able to do so.
More Than 235 Years Later, We Are Still Fighting for Our Freedom
What I saw from the bench at Wal-Mart: After an hour or so of people-watching, I saw fat women in stretch pants---not good. I only saw two real plump (real plump) women in short-shorts (I did sort of risk one eye). I also saw one or two old knobby-kneed men in knee-length shorts. Also not good.
Have you ever experienced a flea infestation? In your house? If there is someone on your list that you particularly dislike and wish to heap vengeance upon, fleas are the way to go. Over the Memorial Day holiday, while all of our friends were swimming and enjoying cook-outs, Garey and I were f
If Washington’s environmental zealots have their way, individual Kentuckians will find out via their soaring electric bills and unemployment rates: what happens in D.C. absolutely does not stay in D.C.
It’s Hot Don. Everyone says that phrase these days as summer rolls around. Do you know where the phrase originated? Flash back 25 years ago to Evansville car dealership owner Don Moore. “Typical TV spots are 30 seconds long”, begins Moore. “It was in the Summer of either ’86 or ’87.
As I’ve said before, my environmental guilt is causing me to consider adding some trees to my yard. Over the past year, I’ve lost five mature trees. So, I’ve added a small new one and have been considering others. I did not know that choosing a tree was so complicated.
Tom T. Hall loves ". . . little baby ducks . . . PICKUP TRUCKS . . . " Me too.
Last year, my youngest son, Jax, was mad at me because I would not buy him a treat from the vending machine we had to walk past everyday when we would leave the daycare located at WKU. The rule is IF he had a good week at “school” then he could have a treat on Friday. Needless to say, we had th
I awoke on Saturday past with two thoughts running through my mind. The first was, “This is the last day of my two-week care-taking of Sabria (my granddaughter). The second was, “My body feels like it has been beaten with a baseball bat.” At the time, I was lying in the bed in my daughter’s ro