I recently came across a quote about cross country runners: “running is a mental sport, and we are all insane...there’s no halftime, no timeouts, no breaks…”
There’s a thing that God does to drive some things home to me. It’s called confirmation. In my devotions and Bible study, verses about unity and loving one another seem to keep showing up.
We’ve partnered with readers of The Daily Clarion for about 25 years, pledging to help make Christmas a little brighter for our neighbors in need through the annual Lend A Hand toy and clothing drive.
While some of us are still struggling with our options on the presidential ballot this year, early voter interest is higher in Gibson County than the last presidential election.
More than 25 years ago my father (who, by the way, marks his 76th birthday today) complained to a friend at my hometown county fair: “She’s the oldest of my kids but I don’t have a grandbaby yet. She thinks that newspaper is her baby.”
It’s always there. You just never know when it is going to show up. It seems like you try to fight it off as long as you can, but it’s just too strong to suppress.
On Saturday, I took to Jackson Falls at Shawnee National Forest in southern Illinois for my friend Kyle’s bachelor party. Along with camping and hiking, my friends and I decided to do some rock climbing.
North Gibson school trustees this spring looked for just the right way to honor the accomplishments of honor student, Naismith Trophy winner and Miss Basketball Jackie Young.
It was the spring of 1999 when Gibson County Commissioners first turned down Norfolk Southern railroad’s request to close several grade crossings with county roads east of Princeton.
I guess you could call it one of those weeks, but I am certain this one was on purpose. I can’t ever remember a week when so many “like” things popped up in my life...and were all connected to one thing —joining together to make our world and community a better place.
There are very few things in life I enjoy better than sports and God. I am a sports nut, watching it on television; playing whatever sports I can; and talking about it to whomever will listen. I am also a follower of Jesus. He has chosen me to be one of his children, and for that I am eterna…
This past Sunday, around 40 people with ties to the Gibson County sports history books were honored in the inaugural class of the Greater Evansville Basketball Hall of Fame.
It was just yesterday, I’m sure, when I partook of my “last supper,” an hour before I headed off to a North Gibson school board meeting on Grandma’s Birthday — known to everyone else as St. Patrick’s Day.