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  • Who doesn’t love the pleasant music of wind chimes as they dance with the breeze?  Certainly not I. My husband and I went on a quest to find a set of the larger, more resonant variety for the front porch. However, once we found the desired set we decided that it was high time for the front porch to be repainted, so off went the chimes and all of its entourage of ornamentation to the back porch.

  • June 4, 1987 (30 Years Ago)

  • By the time you read this, this will be old news and the nation will most likely have already moved on to the next outrageous thing.
    However, as I’m writing this, Kathy Griffin is making headlines.
    Who is Kathy Griffin (and why should you care)? She’s a 56-year-old comedian and self-identified “D-list celebrity” known for being abrasive, brash, crude and sarcastic.
    Most recently she made the national news when she posed for a photo, holding up the fake, but realistic, bloody decapitated head of President Donald Trump.

  • My husband hates two things: lying and cockroaches.
    And if there’s such a thing as a lying cockroach, then that critter should especially sleep with one eye open.
    The thing about cockroaches, or “palmetto bugs,” the more genteel name they’re called in the South, they prefer staying hidden in the dark.
    So, your house could be crawling with them and you might never know since they hate the daylight. That means, once the sun goes down and you and your family are snug in your beds, these pests come out to feast and play.

  • May 28, 1987 (30 Years Ago)

  • By TEENA DRAKE
    Special to The Trimble Banner
    A few weeks ago I requested for other graduates to provide a message to your senior class. The responses were heart felt, truthful, amazing and meaningful. Therefore, these words of wisdom are being written to you and for you to learn from. Although everyone knows most teenagers must learn on their own, the hope is, you will remember some of these to help when in need.

  • Although I’m not a huge fan of doughnuts -- they’re not sweet enough for me to justify ingesting all those calories -- as soon as I walked into work the other day, I made a beeline for the box of Dunkin Donuts leftover from the day before.
    Before I knew it, one of them made its way from the box and into my mouth.
    I didn’t want to eat it, but I did anyway.

  • May 21, 1987 (30 Years Ago)
    Northern Kentucky University has offered the possibility of college courses in Carrollton beginning with the Fall 1987 Semester. The most likely courses would be Introduction to Psychology, Introduction to English, Algebra I, Introduction to Sociology and a beginner computer class. Two graduate level courses may also be offered for teachers who are working on their Masters Degree or Rank I certificate.

  • I recently decided that after an entire two days of cleaning carpets it was time for a break. So break I did with a bowl of orange sherbet and the remote. My plan was to eat my sherbet and watch a movie. Attempting to operate the movie proved to be a task of Herculean magnitude.

  • By TEENA DRAKE
    Special to The Trimble Banner
    Look around…do you see a world full of laughter, joy, happiness and kindness? Why or why not? That is the question. Do not mistake, that in life, hardships are inevitable. However, they are not continual, as most would have you believe. Instead, difficult times are fleeting moments, it’s what you focus on next that can change your life to a blissful state, a majority of the time.

  • Today I scrubbed my kitchen floor, on my knees with a bucket of sudsy water and a brush, “Cinderella-style.”
    After that I polished all the stainless steel and rubbed the countertops with stuff that made them gleam. Then I vacuumed all the wayward popcorn from underneath the couch cushions and cleaned both bathrooms.
    When I finally sat down with my can of diet ginger ale, it hit me how good it felt to work with my whole body.

  • May 7, 1987 (30 Years Ago)

  • My home has somehow spawned a new, hybrid, highly toxic variety of dust. I’m not entirely sure if it’s a new permutation or a ghastly amalgamation brewed by the contributions of each individual dust-producer in my home.
    The dust producers are, in no particular order, cats, dogs, dust mites, my family, and stuff tracked in from the yard. Stuff tracked in from the yard are, in no particular order, cats, dogs, birds, horses, squirrels, trees, grass, hay and the entire complement of every plant I’m raising or were blown there by a errant breeze.

  • Last week, the Rev. Doug Shepherd died.
    I met him in 2002 at his auto parts business.
    His dad was in the auto business too, and they were both Pentecostal preachers.
    I had been writing a story for the paper about the 100th anniversary of Pentecostalism, and although I had lots of history and background information, I wanted to talk to a real-live Pentecostal.
    At the time, “Brother Shepherd” preached on Sundays, but during the week he fixed cars.