Thirty nine years ago today, January 19th, 1985, on a cold frosty morning, my cousin Allen Latham and I eagerly embarked on a duck hunting adventure to Lake Barkley. The morning air was calm, crisp and serene, hinting at an impending snow around lunchtime. As seasoned duck hunters, we knew this snowy forecast promised excellent […]

During my high school years at Todd Central, I was generally a good student, maintaining average grades despite a few missteps. On one memorable day, my friends and I arrived at school and impulsively decided to skip the day’s lessons to swim at Powell’s Lake. Unfortunately, our absence didn’t go unnoticed. The following day, we

When I was growing up, we always came home to our grandparents North Todd County, Ky farm for a few weeks each summer. At five or six years old, I was crazy about chickens. For the time we stayed with my grandparents, I was the Chicken King. I fed, watered, gathered the eggs and guarded

For as long as I can remember, I harbored a strong desire to be a pilot of my own plane, a dream that seemed unattainable due to the high costs associated with obtaining a pilot’s license and purchasing a plane with all the necessary upkeep and insurance. Nonetheless, I clung tenaciously to that dream.  Then,

It was a cloudless October day, and I found myself at the small Barkley Lake Airport, eagerly waiting for a private jet to arrive. After a short wait, I spotted a dot in the sky that gradually grew larger as the jet approached the runway, executing a smooth landing. My buddy Tim the pilot, greeted

As a typical teenager growing up in Todd County, I was just like everyone else, deeply enamored with country music, especially Hank Williams, Jr. My buddies and I would often cruise around, enjoying a beer while listening to Hank’s tunes on an eight-track. Those songs like “Whiskey Bent and Hell Bound” and “All My Rowdy

As I drove down a secluded back road the other day, I couldn’t help but notice a barn being torn down. What struck me as odd: I had no personal connection to that barn—I never hung tobacco, nor played in it as a kid. However, an unexplainable feeling washed over me, as if a part

Tennis Shoes vs. Boots for Men in Pants  We all know that personal style is a big deal, and it can totally affect how we present ourselves. But let’s talk about a topic that often sparks debates in my circle: Men wearing tennis shoes with pants. As someone who likes classic style, I gotta say

During my childhood, my grandparents resided in an aged, rustic farmhouse nestled in the beautiful countryside of Todd Co. Ky. It was a simple dwelling without air conditioning, characterized by its abundant windows that allowed for natural ventilation. Down the hall from the kitchen was one room in particular, brimming with shelves, which housed my

As a teenager in Elkton, Ky during the late ’70s For me, It was a time of innocence and simplicity. Our small town was a tight-knit community where everyone knew each other, and there were very few places that held a special spot in the hearts of its teenagers. Of these, one place stood out