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Opinion

  • By Brandon Cole

    Special to the Mount Vernon Democrat

  • I’m thinking about making my way to Punxsutawney, Penn. making it real clear to Phil that, no matter what actually happens, he’d better make sure he doesn’t dare see his shadow. Otherwise, there will be groundhog stew on the menu. Either that or just go stand between Phil and the sun so it’s not able to cast a shadow on him.

  • Two-thousand-fourteen’s arrival was a bit blustery, wouldn’t you say? When the sub-zero temperatures hit, I began digging into closets and resurrecting items that I had considered giving away. One item in particular was a pair of forestry green woodsman wool pants.
    If you live or have lived in a northern state, be it Minnesota, Idaho or Maine, where logging is one of the major livelihoods, these green pants are part of a “required” outdoor winter uniform, whether you are a logger or not.

  • By Brandon Cole

    Mount Vernon Democrat Contriubtor

  • Arnold Rothstein knew a sucker bet when he saw one and a Christmas Day football game was just not going to happen. With white Presbyterians, Catholic Indians and Colored Baptists concentrating on Christmas, the gate, and more importantly the drinking and gambling, would suffer.

  • Shower time is a good time to think. In fact, just the other day, I thought of two things I need to write about, all during the same shower.
    One thing I decided is that, what our nation needs in Washington, and what our state needs in Indy, is a hero, or a bunch of heroes.
    It might sound kind of childish, but I think it would do us good to have someone in office making decisions for the future of this state and nation who truly knows what it means to sacrifice for a nation.

  • One problem many have during prolonged periods of at or below-freezing temperatures is frozen pipes. Below is what the American Red Cross has to say about keeping pipes from freezing and thawing frozen pipes
    Before freezing weather sets in
    • Drain water from swimming pool and water sprinkler supply lines following manufacturer’s or installer’s directions. Do not put antifreeze in these lines unless directed. Antifreeze is environmentally harmful, and is  dangerous to humans, pets, wildlife, and landscaping.

  • Coach Frank McDonald walked from the ostentatious lobby of the Duncan Hotel in Pawhuska, Oklahoma up Kihekah Avenue past the five story brick Triangle Building that housed over one hundred oil and gas attorneys.
    Built in 1915 the “Osage County Skyscraper” stood as evidence of the vast oil and gas reserves owned in common by the Osage tribe.

  • They are over.
    Finished!
    Complete!
    BUT were they a success? Yes, Yes! Let me count the ways. A) All holiday china and glassware has been washed and back in place and not one piece broken or chipped. B) All overnight guests safely back home without incident. C) All outdoor decorations replaced either in the attic or in cabinets. D) The poinsettia plant still has all its leaves and pedals in a perky attitude. E) Each and every bit of indoor decoration and all Santa figures picked up and returned to the original box?? Of course not.

  • Yes, I know, it’s not really a word, or is it?
    It must be, because it’s the first word I thought of when dealing with an issue last week.
    I went by my financial institution to look into the possibility of financing a purchase, and part of that process, of course, involves the pulling of one’s credit report. I hadn’t seen mine in years, but I did have a pretty good idea of what to expect. That’s why the entry I’m about to discuss stuck out at me.

  • The Reverend Henry Dangerfield called an emergency meeting of the Board of the Pawhuska Colored First Baptist Church.

    They met in the twenty foot by ten foot cement block dining room of Henry’s Bar-B-Q Shack located at the south end of Bird Creek Bridge. Henry had Elder Jefferson Gilkey let down the oil cloth that covered the sole window and told Deacon Lincoln Finley to pull in the latchstring on the front door.

  •  After an exhaustive survey of some six or seven people I’ve come to the conclusion that no one likes to paint.

    Therefore, in my next life, I plan on becoming a painter. Not an artist you understand but a brush and bucket type of craftsman. Often, when the subject comes up, I tell people I like to paint, or

  • Before I get into my thoughts on the coming year, I’d like to thank the Farmersville students, Girl Scouts and others who brought in socks for our Socks for Seniors campaign.

    We doubled the number we had to donate last year, and the socks were given to nursing homes in Mount Vernon and New Harmony.

  • We recently published our annual Letters to Santa in the Mount Vernon Democrat, and all the letters we received from Posey County second-graders were enjoyable. However, sometimes, a few letters stand out. Some of them are extra-cute, and others convey selflessness that one doesn’t often associate with kids and Christmas. And every once in a while, one makes you think for a long, long time. I had the privilege of reading one such letter this year.

  • Earlier this month, I went through a few days that weren’t pleasant for me. I’m really disappointed I had another birthday. Oh, I hear you saying: Well, it beats the alternative. Yes, I know and I agree but that is not my point. I really don’t mind growing another year older. What I don’t like is that I’m no longer 85. I hate giving it up.

  • By Brandon Cole

    Special to the Mount Vernon Democrat

  • The Homeless Shelter of Mount Vernon would like to thank the community for its generous support during 2013. From the gift of time and/or financial donation from the organizations, churches, business and individuals have all been greatly appreciated.   

  • We recently published our annual Letters to Santa in the Mount Vernon Democrat, and all the letters we received from Posey County second-graders were enjoyable. However, sometimes, a few letters stand out. Some of them are extra-cute, and others convey selflessness that one doesn’t often associate with kids and Christmas. And every once in a while, one makes you think for a long, long time. I had the privilege of reading one such letter this year.