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Sitting alone at a café in Paducah, Kentucky earlier this spring, James Miller, an attorney in Owensboro was preparing his notes for a type of eulogy he would be offering later that day for a close friend who had recently died. He was struggling to find the ‘right words’ to put on the scrap … Continue reading
I am a full-time caregiver for a 98-year-old man. He and I have been living together, in his home, for eight months, and we are syncing quite well. Other than the occasional trip to the grocery store, or once spending four hours at a nearby cousin’s home, I have been here the whole time. When … Continue reading
North/Central Kentucky is an excellent place to live for about two months out of the year: the first week or so of spring and the later weeks of fall. In between, there can be a lot of snow and ice through the winter and bugs, snakes and humidity in the summer. These sentences are personal … Continue reading
“What an astonishing thing a book is. It’s a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you’re inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly … Continue reading
To the outside world, my 64 years of life may look as if they have been aimless, but I have enjoyed all 23,360 days that make up those years. My father used to ask, “What are you going to be when you grow up, Barbara?” I never knew how to answer that question, because I … Continue reading
At the age of 43, I became a mother for the first time. When I found out I was pregnant: I cried, I laughed, I started shaking, and finally I fainted! When I came to, my doctor assured me I was healthy enough to carry this baby full term and she promised me she would monitor … Continue reading
In the fall of 2007, after President Obama had secured the nomination as the DNC candidate, I decided to take our son, Duncan out of school for a day trip to Indianapolis. Senator Obama was scheduled to speak at the Indy Fair Grounds that day, and I wanted Duncan to be a part of what … Continue reading
Song & Video by Amy Grant: Innocence Lost It was almost the Summer of 1969, and I was a 17-year-old girl who was raised to treat other people as I wanted to be treated. I also wanted to be ‘liked,’ so when the local Disabled Vietnam Veteran came sniffing around me at the root beer … Continue reading
My dog is the personification of the word simplicity. He wakes me up at the same time every day and eats the same food once a day. He goes to the bathroom in the same area of our estate twice each day and expects three treats counted out to him after his thrice a day … Continue reading
Barbara Duncan Mathies 