When Lori Jarboe was in kindergarten she received the Spirit Award for her school.
That award seemed to recognize the spirit Jarboe would carry with her throughout life, whether performing a gymnastics/dance routine down the streets of London, dining with the likes of the Dalai Lama and Maya Angelou or caring for physical therapy patients.
“I think some of us are predisposed to a certain personality, and I’m very outgoing,” the Rineyville resident said.
Sometimes, two people look at the same thing at the same time and come up with two totally different opinions about what they see. How is that possible? It is possible because we all have a different perception of things.
Once we find out our sighting is different from others, that normally is where the trouble begins. By trouble, I mean we forget to agree to disagree.
This month’s article is something a lot of people don’t like to talk about but is inevitable.
No matter what religion you are, no matter what you believe in or don’t believe in, all of us are going to die. I’m OK with it because I believe there is a delicious place with only joy in the next life and our loved ones are waiting for us.
As a certified athletic trainer for high school sports, mother of twin boys, wife of a certified athletic trainer for a baseball team and coordinator of sports medicine at an Elizabethtown facility, Carol George gives her scheduling abilities a workout.
“I don’t fly by the seat of my pants, usually,” George said.
In fact, she said, if there’s one thing she’s learned about raising twins, it’s that keeping a strict schedule is crucial. Her sons are 2.
Storybooks waited in the corner for curious little feet to walk their way and magazines about homes and gardens and art waited for customers to walk to the basket nearby, but the real stories — the best stories — were the ones found within the color swatches that waited for all those who walked through the doors of Jenkins-Essex Supply, which sold Porter Paints, to ask Rita Jenkins or Jay or Neff for help with their next project.
From running track to a career in officiating, teacher Patty Rouse’s life is a race she likes running.
She started in track and field as a fifth-grader in Fleming County. Before her family moved to Kentucky, she was raised on chicken farms in Arkansas. In Arkansas she participated in barrel racing and horseback riding.
She made dresses for my sisters and me, always in the latest styles and colors. Mom might use a paper pattern for a baseline, but she added her own unique touches. When I was a girl, some mornings I would wake to find a new Barbie doll dress on my night stand. When my boys were young, she made surf shorts for them in wild prints.