It was a crappy and snowy January day. Still energized by the rollercoaster-election of President Trump, my partner in politics Chase W. Fleece and I had an invitation from this guy named Jon Cross. Dressed in our black suits and ties, we saddled up my old S10 and pointed it toward Mount…
It’s a pretty well-known fact. I’m a geek. I don’t sports. In my first years of high school, I failed to see the value in organized athletics. The programs that I involved myself in resided in the shadow left behind by the famed Kenton Atheltic Department. While I attended the…
The Fault in Our Stars is a modern-day Shakespearean tragedy. It’s a terribly depressing read, but such a great one all at the same time. These quotes won’t make a lot of sense without that context. Highly recommend the novel by John Green. “That’s the thing about pain. It demands to be…
It was always my favorite piece of advice. It always came directly after a complaint of the weather. But the best part was that it related to everything. Bad day at work? Take it as it comes. Bad grade on a test? Take it as it comes. She was many…
Before we get going, this is going to be a tough read. I wanted and felt I needed to pay tribute to the year, and to do that we had to unearth some tough topics. Trust me, it was tough to write. I obviously encourage you to read it if…
(Photo: Sarah Thomas) Often times, it’s all about those who didn’t win. “Keep trying” and “There’s always next year” are phrases designed to comfort those that didn’t win. There is an ongoing debate of “everyone gets a trophy.” Everyone always offers support to that person without the high honor.…
DON’T LOOK AT THE SUN WITHOUT ECLIPSE GLASSES! Sorry, I had to. My best friend once said something that stuck with me (okay, he’s said many, but not that I can share on the internet). “A pessimist looks down at his feet, trips, and falls. An optimist looks to the…
People are always taken aback when I share that I’m a pianist. I’m known to most as the farm kid that fixes computers (and now talks on the radio). Not that those three skill sets correlate well, but that’s mostly how I’m known. When I share that I’m a musician…
It’s the night before. The last hours of freedom. Freshmen are filled with jitters, sophomores are ready to see their friends, juniors are ready to get away from their parents, and seniors? They don’t know what they’re feeling. Somewhere between straight fear and pure comfort lies senior year. You’ve been…