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Opinion

  • By Corey Woolsey

    Allow me to introduce myself, again. I am Corey Woolsey, the new editor here at the Mount Vernon Democrat. If the name looks familiar, I was editor here in 2015 and 2016.

    In the summer of 2016, I made my way to a small town near St. Louis, excited to spread my wings and face a new challenge. I took over as editor of a weekly newspaper there and began a new life. My days were spent working most days, with a short drive to St. Louis on many evenings to explore the city and enjoy my free time.

  • When the old Yaggi building came down two weeks ago, I posted a photo of it on our Facebook page. Some of the comments we received surprised me.

    There were angry comments from some readers who wanted to know why a building with so much history in the city of Mount Vernon had been demolished. Others took a “good riddance” attitude, proposing that other old, decrepit structures along Main Street be leveled as well.

    Those comments got me thinking.

  • When I started working at the Democrat last June, I expected public meetings to be full of concerned residents, giving elected officials an earful and demanding to have their say at all costs. 

    That has not been the case.

    I typically cover the MSD of Mount Vernon school board meetings, Mount Vernon City Council and Board of Public Works. There have been many weeks where a couple of reliable “regulars” are the only ones in attendance.

  • One of my favorite journalism professors told me during a lecture that there are only two occupations explicitly protected by the Bill of Rights – gun makers and journalists.

    That caught me off guard, though in hindsight it does seem like an apt statement coming from my liberal-leaning, yet NRA-card-carrying anomaly of a teacher.

    I’ve thought about that ever since. Why are these two things specifically protected? Why did they seem so important, even back then? The founding fathers must have listed these rights in the first two amendments for a reason.

  • As I sat down to write this, it hit me that  this is my last column for this newspaper. As you are reading this, my last day has come and gone. When I began thinking about what to say, I realized there isn’t enough space to say it all.  So, I thought I’d share a little about why I took the job, why I handle things the way I do and thank a few people who’ve helped me do my best while serving this community.

  • Those of you who read my column may recall the beginning of my pre-midlife crisis. It began with vision changes and hot flashes. Since then, it’s moved on to hair color, changes in clothing style, attitude adjustments and automobiles. But the biggest change is my career.

    Next week’s issue will be my last as the Mount Vernon Democrat General Manager/Editor. While I have sincerely enjoyed by work and time at this newspaper, I have decided to pursue a different career path in a new community.

  • By Heather Reese

    It truly makes my heart happy to see all of the community support as Posey County raises the awareness of child abuse in our county- not only people in the community but the elected officials, police officers, etc. Not only do we need to raise awareness in April, but all year long. As a former foster parent, I often wonder where my children would be if someone hadn’t spoken up when they did or if they would have sooner.

  • A few weeks ago, I posted a photo and comments on Facebook about an ATV accident I had as a child. Many people have asked me to share that post as a column. I struggled with posting it to Facebook, and the decision to rewrite it as an article was difficult. But as the weather gets warmer and more and more people are putting around on four-wheelers and side-by-sides, I think it might be time well spent.

  • My favorite sports articles to write aren’t about the usual suspects. They aren’t about the most popular sports. I like to write about underdogs, unsung heroes and those who don’t get the credit they deserve.

  • It’s safe to say that kids in this town follow in their parents’ footsteps for the most part. This seems to be especially true when it comes to sports. But there are times when a kid steps out of their parent(s)’ comfort zone and tries something new.

  • In many ways, even to an outsider, it feels like ripping open an old wound. It feels uncomfortable and unsettling. On the surface, it is a government matter. But in reality, for those in the community who knew Lindsay Suits and her family, the news released last week felt painful.  It felt personal.

    And as I said at the beginning, that is from an outsider’s perspective.

  • Since the 2016 election, we’ve heard a lot about fake news. Someone doesn’t agree with a news article, and they’ll instantly accuse it of being fake news. I scoff at that because journalists often write articles that are portrayed by others as fake or a misrepresentation of the facts because the article doesn’t say what that person wants it to say.

  • On a daily basis, we hear the sound of tires screeching on the pavement outside our office. It isn’t a person on a bicycle. It’s a vehicle, trying to keep from slamming into another vehicle.

    It isn’t uncommon for the screech to be followed by the sound of metal clashing with metal. An accident has just happened. I’m usually the first one out the door, asking one of my co-workers to call dispatch and inform them of the wreck.

  • Welcome to the Digital Age. We have a vast network of information at our fingertips that is accessible 24 hours a day. We sit in the comfort of our living rooms and watch others put their lives on display via social media for the world to see. We read their opinions and stories about their experiences.

  • With the holiday madness now over, many media outlets and groups are unpacking their yearly guilt trips. They tell us to examine the real value of the presents and trinkets we gave and received this year, and compare them to the gold stand-bys of friendship, family and love. Was all that junk really worth the debt you’re in now?

    Before you know it, you begin searching for all those gift receipts.

  • When I was in high school, there was this guy that supported Mount Vernon athletes with all his heart. His name was Jimmy. He was a custodian.

    As I walked to basketball practice every day, he would tell me he would rebound for me if I wanted to stay late and put in some extra work on my shot. Sometimes, he would wait outside for practice to get out. Before I knew it, he was throwing a ball at me and ran under the basket for a rebound. He made me laugh when I missed, and cheered when it went in. What self-conscious kid doesn’t appreciate that?

  • The Mount Vernon Wrestling team delivered a rapid-fire victory over North High School Wednesday night during the Wildcats last home meet of 2016. Just 43 minutes after the meet began, the team was already rolling up the mats, having pulled away with a 72-6 victory.

  • It’s finally over. No more commercials about who did or didn’t do this and that. No more personal and professional attacks will interrupt our favorite television shows or tickers of Wikileaks latest release scrolling across the bottom of the screen during a ball game.

    We the people went to the poll. We selected our candidates. For the most part, the 2016 election is over. There were tears of joy, tears of frustration, tears of fear and that’s just me. I’m sure each of had our own emotions. But one thing is for sure: It is what it is.

  • By Adam Grabert

    I remember sitting in my living room as a fifth grader eight years ago, watching then president-elect Barack Obama win his first election. I watched on CNN as our nation was about to make history. The truth is as a fifth grader I didn’t really understand the elaborate process these candidates had to go through just to make it to the general election. There are many layers to American politics, but there is something about politics that engrosses everyone of all ages.

  • I have a quote on my bulletin board that sums up the life of any writer. “Everything that I have written has the closest possible connection with that I have through inwardly.” So, basically, y’all are along for the ride.

    According to data from the federal government, the average life expectancy for a woman in my demographic is 81.1 years. I’d say a person could rack up some accomplishments and experiences and live a good life in that time span.