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Columns

  • COLUMN: Death of bin Laden is another 'Film Unfinished'

    Most everyone can remember what they were doing on Sept. 11, 2001.
    It was Tuesday and at The LaRue County Herald News, we were busy putting together that week’s edition. We don’t have a TV in the office and radio reception is poor so we were oblivious to the reports of terrorist attacks to the north.
    Mid-morning we received a phone call from a lady who insisted that a plane had just hit the Twin Towers and “both Pentagons.”

  • COLUMN: Bits of wisdom from back roads

    There’s news in the making, every day and everywhere. Over the past couple of weeks, I have had the awesome privilege of getting to work with city officials and residents of LaRue County.
    I have been able to see and experience a lot by being behind the scenes as decisions are being made. I’ve shared laughter and even some tears with moms of graduates; I’ve stood in the rain and watched as work has been done on city roads and witnessed firsthand, neighbors helping neighbors.

  • COLUMN: Much has happened in year of battling cancer

    The fourth in a series about local cancer survivors.
    Last year at this time, I wrote an article for “Relay for Life” concerning my recently diagnosed breast cancer. Since last year, I have completed six chemo treatments; had a mastectomy; had 30 radiation treatments (which involved going to Louisville every day, Monday-Friday); had reconstruction surgery and then a “redo” surgery.

  • COLUMN: What a life: Storms, kids and a blind dog

    I don’t know about you but I’m getting really tired of the storms every day and night. I’m a person that requires sleep, not some sleep or interrupted sleep, I need continuous sleep and lately that’s just not even a possibility.

  • CANCER SURVIVOR'S STORY: Sammy Powell relied on friends, prayer

    LaRue County’s Relay for Life is May 13-14 at Hodgenville Elementary School.

    When the pain in Sammy Powell's right side continued to plague him in September 2002, he made an appointment with his doctor not thinking too much about the outcome. His doctor felt a growth and exploratory surgery revealed that it was a cancerous tumor, specifically non-Hodgkin's lymphoma.

  • COLUMN: April is Child Abuse Awareness Month

    Childhood is supposed to be an age of innocence, but for too many in the Commonwealth it’s a time of suffering. In 2009 a report revealed that Kentucky led the nation in the number of children who die as a result of abuse and neglect. Statistics show that every minute in Kentucky, two children are victims of abuse and neglect that can leave emotional and physical scars that last a lifetime. No doubt there are countless more cases that go unreported.

  • CANCER SURVIVOR'S STORY: Carol Routt relied on family and friends during her bout with breast cancer

    The second of several stories about local cancer survivors.
    In the summer of 1998 Carol Routt was enjoying her life with her husband Ray and two teenage children Charaye and Heath. Her large extended family and friends were very much a part of her life but she would not know how much she would come to depend on them until later that summer.
    Carol found a small lump in her breast during a monthly self-exam. So not only was school scheduled to begin the first of August for this loyal Hodgenville Elementary School instructional assistant, but so was a mammogram.

  • COLUMN: He wanted his driver's license for his 16th birthday ... but got a column instead

    My little brown dog Monroe is celebrating his 16th birthday this month.
    That makes him something like 100 in human years.
    He’s had several health issues lately but in many ways, he’s still the same rescue pup the kids and I picked out those many years ago. Back then, he was a quiet, intelligent little creature with big soulful brown eyes. If we had to get a pup – and the kids were insistent – he was just the one I wanted.

  • COLUMN: Speaking to future leaders is a humbling experience

    A few weeks back I was invited to speak in front of doctors, lawyers, nurses, teachers and a slew of other important people.
    As nervous as I could be, knees knockin’ and all, I walked to the front of the room.
    “Um, Urhm, I’m Candis and I’m glad to be here today.” I’m almost sure you’re reading this like I sounded professional. No, it wasn’t. Read it like this “Um, Urhm, I’m Candis (screech) and I’m glad (stutter) to be here today.” Yeah, that sounds more like it.

  • Just like riding a bike, all over again

    It’s true that you never forget how to ride a bike. I learned that Sunday. But you can forget how to do it well.
    I can’t remember the last time I was on a bicycle before last weekend. It was at least 20 years ago. I was 15 then and I’m sure I thought I was too cool to ride a bike.
    I’m not too cool anymore. The problem now is I’m not cool enough. My wobbly riding proved that as soon as I got up the nerve to get on the bicycle and take off.