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  • LOOSELEAF LAUREATE: It's tough saying goodbye to the neighborhood dog

    If you are a softie, like I am, don’t read this.

    OK, you’ve been warned.

    For the past four years or so, I have been lucky to have custody of my ridgetop community’s neighborhood dog.

    Jasmine, so I’m told, was dumped here  about 16 years ago as a puppy.

    I smile to imagine what that roly-poly golden ball of fur must have looked like then. She was lucky enough to find a home with a family that had children.

  • Impressions: Next time he feels roly-poly, it won’t involve layers

    The heat is on.
    Literally.
    Last weekend’s frosts convinced me to switch the HVAC system at the office over from “cool” to “heat.”
    I’m betting you did likewise at your home.
    Of course, I judiciously nudged the thermostats down a gnat’s eyelash under 65 Sunday morning — no need in running the heat when I was the only soul on my side of the building.
    While I’m a cool weather fan, many of my colleagues are not.

  • A View from Lick Skillet by Gerald Largen

    Last week we told you of the infamous Citizens United Supreme Court opinion which upheld the theory that spending money is the equivalent of speech, and that corporations have the same rights as real live human beings insofar as the First Amendment is concerned.
    We demonstrated that both concepts are foolish and without foundation in history, language, or law.
    We concluded with the promise to conclude on this topic this week, so there follows part two of our consideration of this matter:

  • LOOSELEAF LAUREATE: I realized something on the long drive home

    Last weekend, I traveled to Bowling Green, Ky., to receive the Herald Award for Outstanding Contributions in Journalism.

    For me, it was a big day.

    I had not been back to the campus of Western Kentucky University, which now simply goes by WKU, in decades.

    My head and heart were aswirl with memories and emotions. I was remembering the people I had known there; my mistakes and my successes.

  • IMPRESSIONS: Familiarity in bumper-to-bumper madness

    Poking along in post-game traffic following a Bowl Championship Series (BCS … a.k.a. the “big boys”) college football game between two major universities can be monotonous.
    Anyone who’s traveled half an hour or so up the road to catch the Vols at Neyland Stadium knows exactly what I mean. Half an hour can easily turn into several in next to no time; especially afterward.
    You don’t ever need to get in a hurry. And, um, you’d better make sure you “go” before you get going.

  • The triumph of trash over respectful social restraint

    Gentle reader, not for the first time, we call your attention to the French expression “Plus ca change, plus c’est la meme chose.”
    This is usually translated as “The more things change, the more they are the same.”
    This truism was brought to mind once again as we have been reading a book detailing the life of Henry Temple, Second Viscount Palmerston, 1739-1802.
    He was the father of the Third Viscount Palmerston, 1784-1865, who was Queen Victoria’s Foreign Secretary for 15 years and twice her Prime Minister.

  • A view from Lick Skillet by Gerald Largen

    Gentle reader, not for the first time, we call your attention to the French expression “Plus ca change, plus c’est la meme chose.”
    This is usually translated as “The more things change, the more they are the same.”
    This truism was brought to mind once again as we have been reading a book detailing the life of Henry Temple, Second Viscount Palmerston, 1739-1802.
    He was the father of the Third Viscount Palmerston, 1784-1865, who was Queen Victoria’s Foreign Secretary for 15 years and twice her Prime Minister.

  • LOOSELEAF LAUREATE: And now you know

    I’m celebrating an important one-year anniversary on Oct. 26. And in a way, many of you regular readers have been a part of it.
    I’ve lost more than 140 pounds since my highest post-thyroid cancer weight, when steroids and other complications left me swollen, stiff-jointed and moon-faced.
    I told you of my cancer then, almost three years ago, because it felt important for me to do so. Cancer is so often whispered about, but by openly talking about it, I felt I was confronting an enemy head on.

  • IMPRESSIONS: Do you feel a sudden urge to scratch?

    I recall a little rhyme my sister and I would exchange after our parents banished us from the living room at bedtime.
    She taught it to me when we were Air Force brats sharing twin beds in the same room at various bases across the globe.
    When we finally settled into a house Daddy built in the coalfields of Southwest Virginia, we continued the nightly passage before saying our prayers from separate rooms.

  • A view from Lick Skillet by Gerald Largen

    Two of the Nobel prizes awarded over the past few days struck us as noteworthy in respect to the USA.
    The first is that awarded last Monday to three economists, including Professor Peter Diamond, of MIT.
    What makes his winning particularly interesting is the fact that President Obama nominated him some months ago to a vacancy on the Federal Reserve Board.
    However, one of the Republicans’ leading intellectual pygmies in the Senate, Alabama’s Richard Shelby, put a hold on his nomination so that it could not even be considered for confirmation.