In a home near downtown Elizabethtown, Marlin Carroll illustrates the passing of seasons with a department-store-window approach to decorating — and passersby have noticed.
The 81-year-old has lived in her home 52 years and in 1985 decided to do some redecorating. The front of her house used to be a wide open porch, and she extended the living room and added a bay window.
“I stood back and looked at that window and thought, ‘I’ve got to put something in there because it looks too big and vacant,’” she said.
Farming is a foundation for what Pem Buck teaches in her anthropology class at Elizabethtown Community and Technical College.
Though her class is not specifically about farming, Buck said, anthropology is about understanding how social structures work. Producing food is one of the basic foundations for that, so how a society organizes itself to produce food is important to the subject.
Producing food is among Buck’s personal background as is experiencing other cultures.
After teaching at G.C. Burkhead Elementary School for 28 years, Debbie McQueary retired in 2005 and joined a homemakers club. This involvement led her to be inducted as the current Hardin County Homemakers president.
“Debbie is one of the nicest, most genuine and talented people I have ever met,” Hardin County Extension agent Teran Ransom said. “Her attention to detail and sense of community will enable her to make a great (president).”
Words spoken with kindness can change a life just as words spoken with harmful intent can affect a person for a lifetime.
Being a people watcher, it always is interesting to watch and listen at airports, malls or social gatherings. It is quite amazing to hear what people say. Sometimes words are hurtful, disrespectful and downright mean. People insert their thoughts and feelings occasionally without filters.
When I was younger and thought about having multiple children, I pictured them as the best of friends. They would play ball or dolls together, or maybe build intricate Lego houses complete with stairs and rooftop gardens. They would always talk kindly to each other and think of ways to make the other one’s day better.
Reality, of course, rarely follows that sort of idealistic daydream. It’s usually much louder and more disagreeable than I ever could have imagined.
We’ll take our middle son with us, pick up our youngest in Lexington and head for Franklin, N.C., where my husband’s family has a small vacation home on a gravel road near the top of Meadow Mountain. Our oldest son and his wife will join us Friday, driving in from Charleston, S.C.