Today's Opinions

  • Whitlock: Eight letters — The space between their world and mine

    Recognizing that the space between her world and the one she is slowly but surely entering is drawing closer. Pat Summitt, who has won more basketball games than anyone in NCAA history, stepped down as coach of the Tennessee Lady Vols last week. Summitt was diagnosed with early onset dementia last year, at the age of 58.
    Early onset dementia attacks people younger than 65. Many are in their 40s and 50s, and some even in their 30s.

  • Wells: Hear me roar!

    I met a couple of friends from Lexington for lunch in Danville recently. We settled down at our table for a nice visit. Along comes a young waitress who immediately says, “What would you girls like to drink?” Girls? Girls?? GIRLS???
    Shoot, the three of us have long since passed the required age for membership in AARP. As a matter of fact, all three of us are on Medicare. There wasn’t a “girl” to be seen in our bunch.

  • Rowell: News is always fascinating

    I freely admit I’m a news junkie and follow it on TV, the Internet, my smart phone, and even AM and FM radio.
    Purchasing an iPad was also a good move as many restaurants and other places now have free Wi-Fi that allows me to connect to the Internet.
    I’m also fascinated not only with the amount of news available but also what some consider to be news.
    Here’s a few examples of what I saw this week.

  • Whitlock; There is hope for bad boys and bad girls

    Last week was a bad week for bad boys.
    First, 51-year-old Bobby Petrino, at the height of his career, got himself fired as the University of Arkansas football coach for allegedly trying to deceive the University’s Athletic Director about the coach’s relationship with the 25-year-old football employee and former volleyball player, Jessica Dorrell.
    Then 11 Secret Service agents were placed on administrative leave for allegedly being involved with prostitutes in Cartagena, Columbia, while preparing for President Obama’s visit.

  • Wells: Obituary for Otis

    Today we are mourning the passing of a fine old gentleman who lived his whole life in Middleburg. He was much loved by most of the residents of that fair village and was considered to be a fine neighbor. His name was Otis.
    Otis, who had no last name, is survived by his owner, Clay Ellison, and a host of Middleburg friends. It is unknown if he had any children. He was preceded in death by his constant companion of many years, Maggie.

  • Rowell: Grateful for funeral home food

    In my column last week about eating in the county’s country stores, I didn’t consider there were other places that I’d eaten in the county where the food and fellowship were just as good.
    Boyd Brown at McKinney-Brown Funeral Home called on Wednesday and reminded me there has been some mighty fine victuals served up in the funeral home.
    To further bolster his case, Boyd invited the news office staff to partake of goulash and cornbread that same day.

  • Editorial: Vandalism costs us all

    It’s been brought to our attention that of late, several senseless and needless acts of vandalism have occurred in the county.
    School officials arrived at Walnut Hill Elementary School recently to find that someone had shot the backboard of a basketball goal with what appeared to be a shotgun.
    Random acts like this cause the school to have to spend several hundred dollars from its budget that’s already been squeezed tight with rising costs and declining budget monies from the state.

  • Whitlock: When travelers find each other

    My wife and I were the only customers in the souvenir and gift shop, lone shoppers during an off-season in Daytona Beach, Fla.
    The lady at the cash register was kind but guarded, like the person checking your ID at airport security. But something about this lady intrigued me: Was she shy or resentful? Uncaring or prudent? Calloused or bruised?
    Directing me to the next aisle, she snapped, staccato style, “Sweatshirts and hoodies over there; caps, next aisle.”
    Her accent, which I guessed to be Eastern European, was heavy.