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Hello again from Logan County Kentucky; one of the most historic counties in the commonwealth. The home to some 27,235 citizens. 75% of the citizens are living in rural areas while 25% live in towns. 23% are under 18 years of age and 16.5% are 65 years of age or older. 90.7% are white, 7.0% are black or African American and just over 2% are all other classifications or ethnic back grounds.

Today is July 4 or Independence Day in America. 238 years since that famous day in Philadelphia when that brave band of patriots signed the Declaration of Independence. The elected representatives of some 13 colonies that said we have had it with the tyranny of the King and we want our freedom. Over the next 38 years the country struggled and fought the British again in 1812-14 to insure this very special nation would survive.

Since that time we have fought with pirates in the Mediterranean Sea off the shores of Tripoli, a great civil war in 1860-65, a war with Mexico, the Spanish American War, World War I & II, the Korean Conflict, Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan and a slew of smaller skirmishes over the last 238 years. Millions of our citizens have died and or been injured defending our freedom. Take time to remember what the 4th of July really represents – not just a picnic time.

I am proud to be patriotic. As a former teacher I always tried to teach all of my students to love their country, to be patriotic, to vote, to participate in government and to raise their kids to feel the same way. Thank goodness for our veterans and for the young men and women who serve in our current military. Without a strong military we would not be free today.

100 years ago this week the Crown Prince of the Austrian-Hungarian Empire was assassinated and it set off the events that led to the first world war. 100 years ago the average life expectancy for an American male was 47 years. Fuel for a car was only sold in drug stores. Only 14% of the homes had a bath tub and 8% of the homes had a telephone. There were only 8,000 cars, 144 miles of paved roads and the maximum speed in most cities was 10 miles per hour. The average wage was 22 cents per hour. Most women washed their hair only once a month. They used Borax or egg whites. 95% of all births took place at home. My grandfather opened L.S. Mayfield’s Casket Company in Nashville and a “Cloth Top” Company for buggy’s and the new automobiles.

Remember the Logan County Fair is coming the last week of this month and the first two days of August. The big event will be at the Logan County Extension Service grounds on the by-pass in Russellville. I have written about it the past four weeks and hope you will share the information with others. This year there is something for everyone. A horse show in the new arena, cattle, goats, pigs and other animal competitions, free music and other entertainment, Scottish Dancers. food booths, a truck pull, many vendors, MEGA Carnival Rides on the midway, a big BBQ Cook Off, beauty contests for babies through juniors and a big country music concert with two big named groups on the final night. It is going to be a big week for Logan County. More info will be coming in this paper as well as on WRUS Radio. For more information call the Logan County Tourism Office, the Logan County Chamber of Commerce or Deymar College.

Thanks to Robbie Osborne of Adairville for coming to my rescue in Springfield when I was having a little truck trouble. A fine fellow!

I ran into Russell Bailey at a local restaurant a few days ago. He is the young proprietor of Slappy’z Produce which is advertised as grown at the Bailey Farms in Adairville, Kentucky. The new enterprise is selling sweet corn, squash, tomatoes, green beans, water melons, bell peppers, pimento peppers and zucchini. He sells wholesale to the grocery stores and restaurants and retail to individuals. His phone number is 847-1318. He is a fine young man working to get his business established. If you can give him a call and try his fresh vegetables out.

WITH A SMILE – Cell phones are a pet peeve of mine. I do not like it when they go off in church or the movies, at a city council meeting or the like. I hate to see young people with their nose in them at almost every waking hour. Texting or talking. Having a conversation around the dinner table without one of the kids texting seems to be an almost impossible task.

If you really want to see me bent out of shape just let someone near me in a restaurant or other public place start talking loudly and disturbing everyone around or arrive at my home talking on the cell phone. I want let them in till they get off the phone. I guess I am old fashioned but I think it is very rude.

A couple of years ago I was shopping in a local grocery store. Sure enough a lady in the next aisle placed a call while she was shopping. You could hear her all over the store. She rattled on oh so loudly about her lazy husband, a sister-in-law she did not like, a son-in-law she did not like and on and on. I looked around and other shoppers were turned off by the same lady. It seemed like the lady was always close by so I went to the opposite side of the store to get away. About a dozen other shoppers did the same thing only to have “big mouth” appear right behind us. I finally had enough. I walked up to the lady and told her rather loudly to either hang up the phone or leave the store and talk outside. I told her I had enough of her family gossip and wanted to shop in peace as did the other shoppers. I wanted it stopped right then and there. All of a sudden applause and several cheers erupted from all over the store. The lady heard all the responses and went straight to checkout and was soon gone. Even the store personnel thanked me for my good deed.

Till next time. Happy 4th of July to you and Mrs. Calabash as well!

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