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  • I have been betrayed! I have been in considerable pain for the past week because of my conservative attitude toward wisdom teeth. I only grew three because tooth four resolved to play coy. Tooth four would attempt to grow and retreat. This pattern continued for years until we both grew tired of the game, it went into dormancy and we haven’t spoken since.

  • For Christmas I gave my husband Psalm 91.
    Not all of it, just the first two verses:
    “Whoever dwells in the shelter of the most high will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, ‘He is my refuge and my fortress, my God in whom I trust.’ ”
    I found an artist on the Etsy website who hand paints scripture verses, white lettering on rustic gray paper.

  • Jan. 8, 1987 (30 Years Ago)
    The Tri-County Hospital, serving the counties of Oldham, Trimble and Henry, opened Monday in LaGrange. A full-service hospital, Tri-County has ultra-modern equipment to care for any type of ailment or procedure except open heart surgery and critically ill children. Construction of the $14 million facility began in the summer of 1985. The for-profit hospital will be operated by Basic American Medical, Inc., of Indianapolis.

  • My first attempt at Christmas cookies may well be my last. Along with vegetable gardens, flower beds, painting and large car parking, baking the iconic Christmas sugar cookie is fraught with unexpected perils. Sugar cookies are a wonderful tradition during the holiday season and I determined that I would join in on the fun. When will I ever learn?

  • It seems the older I get, the less space I have in my brain, like all the file folders in the filing cabinet are full.
    More often than I care to admit, I’ll write myself a quick note intending to develop it into a column later, but when later comes I’ll have no clue what I was thinking when I wrote the note.
    However, all is not hopeless, as occasionally I go through my folder of assorted notes and cobble together a column of bits and pieces and random musings in the hope that something might be helpful to someone.

  • January, 1952: first day back to school after Christmas break. I was in the second grade and was I excited to get back to school.

  • Jan. 1, 1987 (30 Years Ago)
    The board of directors of the Bedford Loan & Deposit Bank has announced an addition to the bank’s staff. Effective Jan. 5, 1987, Jon A. Dunlap will be joining the bank. Jon interned at the bank last summer, familiarizing himself with bank operations and procedures. “We look forward to Jon’s employment with the bank,” said President Neil Bryan. “He comes to us with an excellent blend of local knowledge and academic achievement.”

  • I was recently invited to join the Bell Choir at my church. I have seen these choirs perform and I‘ve always enjoyed the experience. I was assured that I would be responsible for a mere two notes. Two notes? How hard can that be? I was in band in school and I was responsible for a lot more than two. Famous last words.

  • When I first met Charlie Campbell, he was at the end of his rope -- the end of his hope.
    Earlier this year, his wife had a series of strokes that left her paralyzed on her right side and bedridden.
    Himself disabled, he has been caring for his wife and two daughters, one who is autistic.
    A man in the community told me about Charlie and his need, among other things, for a wheelchair-accessible van so he could get his wife out of the house so she could feel normal again.

  • The candles were lit, my favorite dish was cooking, my wife had a smile on her face……no it wasn’t THAT- but thanks for the boost to my 62 year old male ego!!!!
    “Honey,” she said, (that was a good sign) “the kids are grown….and gone (we hope). It is time we began downsizing”—awwww, I wished it hadn’t been THAT.  “You start in the garage.”

  • Our memories are the closest thing to time machines we will ever have. I am writing this, remembering my 10th Christmas when my grandmother, Ruby, told me about her 10th Christmas… in 1912. Those long ago Christmases consisted of horses and wagons, coal oil lamps, fireplaces and food grown in the garden.    

  • My bedroom and bathroom contain a portal to the reptile and insect kingdom. Specifically, the closet opens into the domain of the humble brown snake. My bathroom ushers in the stinkbug and his entourage of lady bugs. Once the stinkbug/lady bug contingent has arrived, the colonization process begins. The bathroom has fallen to the bugs and their sights are set on the bedroom.

  • We had been planning this particular weekend for months, Part One of our Christmas 2016 Celebration Extravaganza.
    Part Two happens on Dec. 24 with a trip to Orlando for a replay of a Christmas Eve we spent there two years ago.
    We had begun with a Christmas Eve service at a church near the downtown area, followed by pizza and hot, gooey garlic knots.

  • Dec. 18, 1986 (30 Years Ago)
    The 30th annual Christmas Open House of the Bedford Loan & Deposit Bank was held Saturday, Dec. 13, at the bank’s Bedford and Sligo offices. Over 1,100 people joined in the spirit of the season in the all day affair. Bank president Neil Bryan, executive vice president Jerry Powell and all of the bank family extended their wishes for a joyous Christmas season to everyone who attended.

  • Just as soon as I thought that I had finally taken my most humiliating picture, along came the passport photo requirement. I went to the post office to apply for this document with that familiar, sinking sensation I experience whenever a camera is pointed in my direction. My image ranges from goofy to ghastly; I simply do not know what happens within the recesses of the camera. Whatever it is, it’s nightmarish.