Showing posts with label Slaughters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Slaughters. Show all posts

Monday, November 28, 2016

Oh, Kentucky

The Trigg County Sheriff's Department hopes to give out about 200 bicycles this Christmas, reports WHOP.

Christmas parades: Owensboro, Nov. 19; Ashland, Nov. 22; Lebanon, Nov. 25; Brownsville ("great crowd") and Sebree, Nov. 26; Bardstown, Dec. 1; Maysville, Monticello and Richmond, Dec. 2; Arlington, Beaver Dam, Berea, Bowling Green, Cadiz, Clinton, Frankfort, Glasgow, Harlan, Henderson, Madisonville, Manchester, Murray, Paris, Somerset and Winchester, Dec. 3; Boyce, Owenton and Schochoh, Dec. 4; Hickman and Lexington, Dec. 6, and Augusta, Cave City, Elkton, Hopkinsville, La Center, Nicholasville and Pikeville, Dec. 10.


Kentucky for sale:




The Rankin in that 1911 map is not the Rankin of the famous 1876 Kentucky Meat Shower.


There's a darkness on the edge of Bardstown.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Oh, Kentucky

"Our hearts are heavy in Fredonia tonight."

“Let them pull that stuff in other places if they want, but not in Jackson County, Kentucky.”

“This is not elevating any group above another, this is just making everyone equal.”




Cadiz and Franklin are both expanding their fiber-optic infrastructures.


The Edward T. Breathitt Pennyrile Parkway was closed for several hours yesterday between Slaughters and Hanson, and so traffic was detoured to U.S. 41. Northbound lanes were actually reopened before I started around noon to Evansville to see my mom, but, what the heck?


That's downtown Hanson, which, according to one of my college teachers, was a hotbed of basketball in the early 1940s. Today, it's home to a great elementary school, the Western Kentucky Veterans Home, an outlet mall, a good fish restaurant and a guy from whom I once bought--via eBay, when I was living in North Carolina--an awesome Munro All-Star Hockey Game.





I felt sorry for the folks in this car, who decided to spin around and backtrack. I imagine that they didn't realize they were within three-quarters mile of the end of the detour.


Fun to think about how exciting it must've been to purchase this camper originally and all of the neat places that it might've gone.


I love seeing those giant swarms of black birds. I'm uncertain whether these are officially blackbirds, however.


Here's Sebree, which is not the seat of Webster County. This town lost one of its more recognizable citizens this past fall. Rest in peace, Mrs. Darr, owner-operator of the Friendly Market for 52 years and unabashed fan of President and Mrs. Carter (just as is my mom)



Sebree is home also to many Mexicans. Saint Michael Catholic Church there offers Sunday mass services in both English and Spanish.


I'm fascinated by monuments like this one to Milton Ashby in the Sebree Post Office. I'd like to know more about him; for example, how's he connected to Brandi Ashby, Kentucky's 1992 "Miss Basketball" and a Lady Topper who eventually transferred to the University of Hawai'i? I did find his dad's obituary--but nothing about Postmaster Ashby specifically.



It was a stone-cold joy to discover that Bell's Drugs hadn't yet totally dismantled its prodigious Christmas window display. Bell's Drugs is on the north side of Main Street/Ky. 56 through downtown Sebree.




The Purple Opry, Cadillac Jack's Billiards and the Sebree Banner ("Webster County's Oldest Newspaper") are along the south side. 




There's a significant concentration of industrial concerns between Sebree and Henderson, and this one photograph, of course, fails to do it justice. (It's hard to capture big buildings in a cell-phone-camera frame while you're driving at 60 miles an hour.) For example, there's a big aluminum smelter, a chicken processor and a power plant through there. 


I first saw this eatery just inside the Henderson County line 23 years ago, and I've failed to stop there about 50 times since. Some day, I'm excited to try their strombolis. 




Henderson is one of Kentucky's great towns, and that's the southern edge of it. 


But exploring Henderson is for another day and another post. I bailed off old 41 and jumped on the four-lane toward Mom here. The end.

Thursday, September 27, 2012

Oh, Kentucky

In Albany, they are ... Bulldogs: "As students piled into Lindle Castle Gymnasium, a sea of blue overwhelmed the seats. Every athlete involved in high school sports was on the gym floor, in uniforms, cheering on the crowd … but the rally wasn’t all about sports."

Mad props to a seventh-grade science teacher in Maysville, a retired mayor of Slaughters and Lake Cumberland State Park.


A big M&A score for Lexington mattress-maker Tempur-Pedic. Harlan's getting a TSC.




Saturday, March 5, 2011

Oh, Kentucky



Lousiville mayor Jerry Abramson's Trigg County travels to campaign for lieutenant governor inspires The Heath Post's second restaurant review: The Cadiz Family Restaurant (picture from summer 2009) is good!

You've got to like Torie DiMartile's chances. The Fort Mitchell Beechwood student has finished runner-up two years running, both years coming up just short against Western Hills juggernaut Barbara Gooding, who got to play at home in Frankfort in the championships and who has graduated and taken her game to the next level at the Rhode Island School of Design.

The Kentucky National Guard is preparing 60 more patriots to go help build Afghanistan's agriculture economy.

Christians only, but not the only Christians--in Slaughters.

From Hoptown, a chapter from earlier in the story arc of an organization, its tradition and transition.

Middlesboro, too.

The KHSAA basketball tournaments threw the HP Kentucky Bureau for a loop this week, so we are working the weekend to belatedly relay some big news out of the commonwealth this week:

-- Congratulations, Wendell Berry! (And thank you, Courier-Journal! I don't believe I'd ever heard of Port Royal, Ky. before reading your story; it turns out the town is near New Castle)

-- Rest in peace, "Dude" Hennessey. (He was three years younger than Bill Arnsparger, who also grew up in Paris while Blanton Collier coached there.)

-- Hooray for Lexington and Russellville!