My journalism career began with a series of phone calls. I was about to graduate from Eastern Kentucky University, and I was eager to find a job following commencement.
Hey Dawsonians! It’s National Newspaper Week. This year’s observance started Sunday and will continue through Saturday. The observance is in its 78th year and aims to recognize employees and services of newspapers.
Kentucky used to be the land of four seasons, but the last few years, it’s felt like two seasons: winter and summer. Fall starts in a couple days, but summer weather will probably stick around for a while, even as the sunlight decreases.
If you haven’t met me at a local function or business, then you’ve likely seen me walking (and on rainy days — driving) up to the school every weekday afternoon. On the return trip to my office, I have two little dudes in tow.
Is eight hours of sleep the golden amount of time to get shut-eye? Does an eight-hour work day and a good night of sleep lead to an open eight hours of recreation?
My favorite month has arrived! We’ve been lucky enough to get a few cool nights lately; that really breaks up some of the humid heat. I think we might need some rain as the water at the mill dam is low.
It’s that time of year again. Just Sunday night, I saw a big streak of green in the sky, followed by a pop and an explosion of green light. It wasn’t loud or particularly annoying; I was just startled to see it. My dog, who is not a fan of fireworks, just took a glance in that direction. No …
The fact that President Donald Trump doesn’t own a pet is interesting to some people and I guess that’s why the topic was brought up to me recently. Apparently, Trump was to receive a golden doodle, but the transaction fell through,
Every now and then, I get the urge to declutter and unplug. The urge must be pretty strong as I run an office and a home — which are both difficult to keep tidy — and I use technology to complete my job as an editor and to communicate with all those involved with caring for my children.
I heard the weather siren on Tuesday in Dawson Springs. I’m not sure if I’ve heard it before. I think the siren goes off at noon on Wednesdays, but I’m off on Wednesdays and I’m often not in town then.
When I first interviewed for the job here in Dawson Springs, I didn’t know much about the city. But one of the first things I noticed back in February 2016 when I visited was a large blowup University of Kentucky Wildcat in the front yard of a home on Hamby Avenue.
Because I’m a millennial and I love lists, I’ve got one for you. This particular list was sent to me a couple weeks ago by a friend and someone I view as a mentor.