Friday, April 30, 2010

619. Luck Was A Lady

We ended the last entry with a song sung in the 1950s play Guys and Dolls. Staying with the theme, today's entry reminds us of a song performed in the 1955 movie version of the play. A very sultry and handsome Sky Masterson, portrayed by a 31 year old Marlon Brando, sang Luck Be A Lady. That was the story in today's running of The Kentucky Oaks at Churchill Downs.

A record crowd of just over 116,000 watched the favorite Blind Luck (on the left in this Courier-Journal photo) win her race over Evening Jewel by a lucky nose's length on what could only be described as one of the prettiest days weatherwise in many years here along the Left Bank of the Ohio River near Milepost 606. Rafael Bejarano rode the filly to a win in the 136th renewal of the classic race for fillies. A winning two dollar ticket paid $4.60, $3.60, and $2.80. Blind Luck ran the 1 1/8 mile race in 1.50.70 according to the Courier-Journal.

Tomorrow's weather promises to be wet and windy. If the sun is to shine bright, let's hope it does so late in the day for the 136th running of The Kentucky Derby. I placed my bets today on Stately Victor, Jackson Bend, and Noble's Promise. Odds at the time were 30-1, 15-1, and 12-1 respectively. As is my wont, I rolled some perfecta and trifecta boxes, hoping for a payoff worthy of today's weather. We'll see. As Sgt. Sarah Brown of the Save-A-Soul Mission sings in Guys and Dolls, come tomorrow night, I'll know.

Happy Derby.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

618. I've got the horse right here, his name is Paul Revere . . . .

A little over two days and five hours from now will be the 136th running of The Kentucky Derby. I've got plans to bet on three horses - rolling them together in a perfecta box and a trifecta box. The horses are Jackson Bend, Stately Victor, and Noble's Promise (in the photo at right).

Below are the words from a song sung in the 1950 musical Guys and Dolls. It is called Fugue for the Tinhorns. It's about a horserace.

Happy Derby.


I got the horse right here
The name is Paul Revere
And here's a guy that says that the weather's clear
Can do, can do, this guy says the horse can do
If he says the horse can do, can do, can do.

(Benny starts singing his part at this time, while Nicely continues:)
Can do - can do - this guy says the horse can do
If he says the horse can do - can do, can do.

(Rusty starts singing his part as the time, while Nicely and Benny continue:)
For Paul Revere I'll bite
I hear his foot's all right
Of course it all depends if it rained last night

Likes mud, likes mud, this X means the horse likes mud
If that means the horse likes mud, likes mud
Likes mud.

I tell you Paul Revere
Now this is no bum steer
It's from a handicapper that's real sincere
Can do, can do, this guy says the horse can do.
If he says the horse can do - can do - can do.
Paul Revere. I got the horse right here.

I'm pickin' Valentine, 'cause on the morning line
A guy has got him figured at five to nine
Has chance, has chance, this guy says the horse has chance
if he says the horse has chance, has chance, has chance

I know it's Valentine, the morning work looks fine
Besides the jockey's brother's a friend of mine
Needs race, needs race, this guy says the horse needs race
If he says the horse needs race, needs race, needs race.
I go for Valentine, 'Cause on the morning line,
The guy has got him figured at five to nine
Has chance, has chance, this guy says the horse has chance
Valentine! I got the horse right here.

But look at Epitaph. he wins it by a half
According to this here in the Telegraph
"Big Threat" - "Big Threat"
This guy calls the horse "Big Threat"
If he calls the horse "Big Threat",
Big Threat, Big Threat.

And just a minute, boys.
I've got the feed box noise
It says the great-grandfather was Equipoise
Shows class, shows class.
This guy says the horse shows class
If he says the horse shows class
Shows class, show's class.

So make it Epitaph, he wins it by a half
According to this here in the Telegraph.
Epitaph! I got the hore right here!

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

617. Full moon of Kentucky keep on shining.

There is a beautiful full moon out there. It is hanging way up in the sky somewhere over the knobs out around Boston, Kentucky. I've been sitting out in my front yard, ate a tin of smoked oysters in hot sauce, and then smoked a cigar. Life is grand.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

616. A Free Day, Finally; Thus A Ride

I've been busy - thus there's been very little posting. As I've written before, I am involved with a mayoral campaign - that of Greg Fischer, the front-runner according to all of the polls in the Democratic Primary, which is set for May 18. Most of the last month or so has been a series of meetings and meetings, and other meetings, with EXCEL sheets and other data thrown in. It has been somewhat exasperating, but, as my candidate is in the lead, it is paying off.

This last week has been one of the campaign's best, with a widely broadcast debate earlier in the week where Mr. Fischer's three closest opponents took aim at him with their questions, giving him not only time to explain his positions, but then further time to make them clear (or clearer). Poor stategy on the part of the other campaigns; never give the front-runner additional airtime. Mr. Fischer's question went to the guy in third place, not second, a much wiser tactic. The two African-American women in the race properly aimed their questions at the African-American gentleman also in the race as that is arguably their best possible candidate from whom to pick up votes.

Mr. Fischer was also endorsed by three more state legislators as well as the very popular former Congressman Ron Mazzoli, a member of the United States House of Representatives for twenty-four years and a resident of one of his opponents' Metro Council districts. Those endorsements were capped by that of Dave Armstrong. Armstrong formerly served as both Mayor of the old City of Louisville and as well as Jefferson County Judge/Executive, the two positions whose duties were combined to create the duties of Louisville Metro Mayor, the office Mr. Fischer is seeking.

As stated, it has been a great week politically. Nonetheless, I've really needed a day where I neither went to my regular nine-to-five or had obligations as a campaign consultant. Today, for a variety of unrelated reasons, became that day.

Ergo, I declared a holiday. I have that power, at least over those people under my command, a total populace of One. For argument's sake, April 24 should be a holiday for writers, of which I count myself as one, anyway. The first newspaper in America was published on this date in 1704 in Boston, Massachusetts. The Library of Congress, the great repository of America's written works, was established on this date in 1800 by President Adams. Today is the birthday of one of America's great poets, Robert Penn Warren, born in Guthrie, Kentucky (down on the Tennessee line) in 1905. Sue Grafton, another American writer, a native of Louisville, and known for her Kinsey Millhone detective novels, was born on this date in 1940. Finally, my youngest niece, Aubreana, celebrates her eleventh birthday on this date. I'm sure she does considerable writing in her classes at Hite Elementary School in eastern Jefferson County.

So, with a reason to celebrate, a holiday declared, time on my hands, and a full tank of gas, I called a friend and asked him if he was up to a ride. I knew he was as his week has been as exasperating as my month - the time away from the Left Bank of the Ohio River near Milepost 606 would be a welcome respite for both of us.

We headed south on I-65 to Elizabethtown. The first stop was in the Lebanon Junction area where a company along KY61 (S. Preston Highway in Bullitt County) sells metal trailers for trucks, something my friend has been interested in buying for some time. We found a few that might merit a second trip, then moved on toward our as-yet-undetermined destination. Trips with as-yet-undetermined destinations can be the best kind. Neither of us were interested in going anywhere in particular; we just wanted to go somewhere.

Reaching E'town, we ramped westward onto the Western Kentucky Parkway. He remarked we had made this leg of the trip before, back in 1999, when we drove a 1968 Red Mustang Convertible down to the Fancy Farm Picnic. I assured him we weren't headed to Fancy Farm as I had someplace to be late tonight - and still do.

At the intersection with KY84, we exitted the parkway and headed along the two-lane across US62 and westward through rural Hardin County. KY84 runs this path for another eighteen miles, almost of all them in Hardin County, which is one of Kentucky's largest counties. [The map at left is from 1895]. With 630 square miles of territory, Hardin is more than one and one half times the size of Jefferson County. KY84 crosses Rough River in far western Hardin County, at this pont truly just a creek, and enters into Breckinridge County, like Hardin, another of Kentucky's larger counties. Breckinridge covers 586 square miles of territory. KY84 ends abruptly at KY401, which frankly is rather odd. Two-digit highways typically connect with other two digit highways, or with federal highways such as US60. To end at the three-digit number goes against the orthodoxy of Kentucky's highway numbering system. That discussion aside, we turned left on KY401 for the four-mile trek to KY259, one of the main north-south routes in this part of our state. KY259 runs from Breckinridge County south, crossing over three of Kentucky's well known rivers, the Rough, Nolin, and Green, before ending in southern Kentucky in Warren County. We travelled the route northward to the Breckinridge County seat of Hardinsburg. A friend of mine once spent some extended time in Hardinsburg, literally doing time in the Breckinridge County Regional Correctional Facility located west of town near the US60 Bypass. I visited him there on several occasions.

From Hardinsburg we headed west on US60, a very well built four-lane highway, eventually reduced to a well-built three- and then two-lane highway as it makes its way northwestwardly toward the Ohio River. The current road by-passes the old river town of Cloverport, a quaint little burg on both sides of Clover Creek, at Milepost 707.6 along the Ohio River. We drove down into and through Cloverport, over the narrow bridge (at left, built in 1922) and through the old river town, around the square and up past St. Rose of Lima Catholic Church alongside the railroad tracks, then back up the hill to US60. Cloverport is well-known in Kentucky history as the place from which a seven-year old boy named Abraham, in the tow of his parents, Thomas and Nancy Hanks Lincoln, and other family members left the Commonwealth of Kentucky and were ferried across to Tobinsport, Indiana. The Lincoln family's westward movements serve as the genesis for three different state mottoes: Kentucky, Lincoln's Birthplace; Indiana, Lincoln's Boyhood Home; and Illinois, the Land of Lincoln.

Not too far out of Cloverport is the Breckinridge/Hancock County line. We stayed with US60 through the county and, unlike at Cloverport, we did not go off the main road down into the county seat of Hawesville. From Hawesville westward, US60 makes the bend to the south and becomes a four-lane highway all the way into Daviess County. Hancock has the distinction of being one of the eight of Kentucky's counties which carried for Barack Obama in the November 2008 election. (For the record, the other seven were Jefferson, Fayette, Henderson, Elliott, Menifee, Wolfe, and Rowan). But, I digress.

Once arrived in Daviess County we decided to do what most tourists do in Daviess County - that is to go have dinner at the Moonlite Bar-B-Q on W. Parrish Avenue. Unfortunately, a lot of other people had the same idea. There appeared to be some sort of combination biker rally/Gatewood Galbraith rally. Lots of motorcycles, lots of Galbraith 2011 signs, along with more than a few Boswell-sticerked automobiles. Maybe all that was coincidental; maybe not. We skipped Moonlite and drove around downtown Owensboro where they are rebuilding the waterfront on the Ohio. Owensboro was originally known as Yellow Bank or Yellowbanks. We left town driving over what was once the US231 North bridge (J. R. Miller Boulevard), but now carries a four-digit number becoming IN161 once into the Hoosier state.

The old routing of US231 heads due north for about eight miles coming to a end at a T intersection with IN66 in the community of Reo. IN66 heads eastward to Rockport, another river town which serves as the county seat of Spencer County. The new US231 (William Natcher Bridge) comes into the state just east of Rockport. The Indiana Department of Highways has been rebuilding US231 from this point north to I-64 for a number of years. They've completed about 1/3 of the project. The new road is a broad parkway-like structure which empties onto I-64 just west of the town of Dale. We stopped in Dale and ate some food at Windell's Cafe, one of two eateries in the town. The food was pretty standard American fare. I had chicken salad, my friend had an open face Roast Beef sandwich. Both came with fries and creamy coleslaw.

Once on I-64 and headed east, we really didn't intend to make any more stops. We were about 75 miles from Louisville and the winds, thunder, rain, and occasional hail prompted us toward home. Nonetheless, I can never pass by the town of Ferdinand without gazing upon the Monastery Immaculate Conception at the top of the hill on the east side of the town, about 2 miles north of I-64. The monastery was built in the early 1900s, completed in 1924, and is home to the Roman Catholic Sisters of Saint Benedict. I have visited the "Castle on the Hill" many times and am always awed by it. Today, even in the rain, was no different. We drove around the circle past the rows and rows marking the graves of deceased members of the Sisters, and back down 10th Street past the St. Ferdinand Parish church and cemetery into town and headed south along Main Street back to I-64.

From this point, we made no more stops and arrived safely back to the hustle and bustle of life along the Left Bank of the Ohio River near Milepost 606. All is well.

Friday, April 16, 2010

615. Louisville Switches Time Zones

Like nearly all of the country, twice a year we moves our clocks, once forward, once backward. Spring forward, Fall back is the easy catchline to remember which way the clocks go when. Here along the Left Bank of the Ohio River near Milepost 606, we have a third switch. It happens every year at some point and this year that some point is today. For the next three weeks, Louisville will be operating on Derby Time. Every thing we do is governed by this event that very few of us actually attend (although that wasn't always the case). I've written of Derby Time before.

As I said it started today which, I might add, was an exceptionally beautiful day to start. You know it is time to switch over by the sounds of the military airplanes flying overhead. The elite of the elite - creme de la creme - of our nation's aircraft ascend and descend the skies praticing for tomorrow's big air show down along the Ohio River. Some of my lefty friends object to the massive display of military arrogance the planes and their pilots display. An orgy of fuel is spent in the practice and performance over the two days. I happen to like it myself. And I particularly like that they come in on Friday for practice.

Tomorrow is the great Thunder Over Louisville event, the world's largest choreographed fireworks display which will come to an end with its eponymous self, actual but man-made thunder over Louisville sometime around 10:00 pm tomorrow night. While I love the military air show, Thunder over Louisville, which brings to town 500,000 to 750,000 people and parks them all along the waterfront, is too much humanity for me to fathom. At some point tomorrow I'll either start cleaning my kitchen, which will takes hours to accomplish - finishing well past the 10:00 thunderous termination of Thunder's events, or, as is my wont, I may take to Kentucky's backroads for a short trip.

I've got the tent already packed in the car along with a couple of sleeping bags and other paraphernalia appropriate for a one-night trip. Green River Lake is calling me, for sure. So is the Hillbilly Days Festival in Pikeville, which is a nearly a state away.

Those of you who are sticking around, enjoy the Thunder. And go ahead and take off your watches. For the next three weeks, Louisville is on DT - Derby Time.

Below is a list of the numerous street closures for Thunder. Generally speaking, if you can, avoid Louisville tomorrow if you are driving.

The following street will be closed on Friday, April 16, 2010 at 9:30 a.m. until Sunday, April 18, 2010 at 2:00 p.m.: River Road from Bingham Way to Eighth Street

The following street will be closed on Saturday, April 17, 2010 at 1:30 a.m. until Sunday, April 18, 2010 at 9:00 a.m.: Bingham Way from Witherspoon Street to River Road

The following streets will be closed on Friday, April 16, 2010 at 3:30 p.m. until Sunday, April 18, 2010 at 9:00 a.m: Ramp from westbound Interstate 64 to Third Street, Ramp from Second Street to eastbound Interstate 64, Witherspoon Street from Preston Street to Brook Street, River Road from Preston Street to Witherspoon Street

The following streets will be closed on Saturday, April 17, 2010 at 9:30 a.m. until Sunday, April 18, 2010 at 1:00 a.m.:

(Local traffic and pass traffic will be allowed provided there are no pedestrian safety issues. Residents and businesses within the closure area will need to contact LMPD for passes)

River Road from Zorn Avenue to Witherspoon Street
Witherspoon Street from Bingham Way to Second Street
Witherspoon Street from Preston Street to River Road
Washington Street from Preston Street to Second Street
Preston Street from Main Street to Witherspoon Street
Floyd Street from Main Street to Witherspoon Street
Brook Street from Main Street to Witherspoon Street
First Street from Main Street to Witherspoon Street
Second Street from Main Street to River Road
Third Street from Main Street to River Road

The following ramp will be closed on Saturday, April 17, 2010 from 6:00 p.m. to 11:30 p.m.:

Ramp from Muhammad Ali Blvd. to Interstate 65 northbound

The following interstates will be closed on Saturday, April 17, 2010 from 8:00 p.m. to 11:30 p.m.:

Interstate 65 northbound from Interstate 264 (Watterson Expressway) to Interstate 64Interstate 64 westbound from Interstate 264 (Watterson Expressway) to 22nd Street
Interstate 64 eastbound from Interstate 264 (Shawnee Expressway) to Interstate 71
Interstate 71 southbound from Interstate 264 (Watterson Expressway) to Interstate 65

Clark Memorial Bridge (Second Street Bridge)
This bridge will be closed at the following dates and times:
Saturday, April 17, 2010 - All day
Sunday, April 18, 2010 - Midnight to 2:00 p.m.

Emergency Route

Only authorized emergency vehicles can use the following route from 6:30 p.m. on Saturday, April 17, 2010.

Muhammad Ali Blvd. from Roy Wilkins Blvd. to Clay Street
Second Street from Main Street to Jacob Street
Northbound Second Street traffic will be diverted at Breckinridge Street

Thunder Over Louisville No Parking Areas

There will be No Parking from 9:00 a.m. on Friday, April 16, 2010 and all day Saturday, April 17, 2010 on the following streets.

Bingham Way from River Road to Witherspoon Street
Witherspoon Street from Bingham Way to Preston Street
River Road from Preston Street to Witherspoon Street

There will be No Parking all day Saturday, April 17, 2010 on the following streets.

Main Street from Clay Street to 22nd Street
Mellwood Avenue from Spring Street to Zorn Avenue
Market Street from Baxter Avenue to Tenth Street
Johnson Street from Baxter Avenue to Main Street
Liberty Street Baxter Avenue to Roy Wilkins Blvd.
Baxter Avenue from Main Street to Broadway
Chestnut Street from First Street to Roy Wilkins Blvd.
Jacob Street from Second Street to First Street
Preston Street from Witherspoon Street to Jackson Street
Oak Street from Floyd Street to Eighth Street (south side only)
Kentucky Street from Sixth Street to Fourth Street
Washington Street from Second Street to Preston Street
Witherspoon Street from Second Street to Bingham Way
Witherspoon Street from Preston Street to River Road - this is my neighborhood
River Road from Witherspoon Street to Blankenbaker Lane
First Street from Witherspoon Street to Cardinal Blvd
Second Street Main Street to College Street
Third Street from River Road to Eastern Parkway
Fourth Street from Broadway to Winkler Avenue
Fifth Street from Main Street to Broadway
Armory Place from Liberty Street to Muhammad Ali Blvd.
Sixth Street River Road to Hill Street
Seventh Street from Washington Street to Liberty Street
Eighth Street from Washington Street to Broadway
Ninth Street from Main Street to Market Street
Roy Wilkins Blvd. from Market Street to Myrtle Street
Seventh Street from Myrtle Street to Algonquin Parkway
15th Street from Main Street to Portland Avenue
22nd Street from Bank Street to Northwestern Parkway
Portland Avenue from 15th to 22nd Street (north side only)
Lexington Road from Baxter Avenue to Payne Street
Broadway from Barret Avenue to 12th Street
Floyd Street from Witherspoon Street to Muhammad Ali Blvd.
Muhammad Ali Blvd. from Clay Street to Roy Wilkins Blvd.
Brook Street from Witherspoon Street to Muhammad Ali Blvd.
Jackson Street from Main Street to Market Street
Jefferson Street from Preston Street to Roy Wilkins Blvd
Adams Street from Witherspoon Street to Story Avenue - this is my neighborhoodSpring Street from Story Avenue to Lexington Avenue.
Frankfort Avenue from River Road to Story Avenue (Tow lot and local traffic only)Baxter Avenue from Broadway to Highland Avenue (west side only)
Bardstown Road from Broadway to Taylorsville Road (west side only)

Like I said. Stay away.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

614. Kentucky Young Democrats come to Louisville

A long, long time ago - wait, there is a trivia question there. What early 1970s song began with those words?

Let me try again. That's not the answer although that is the name of another old song. Let me try to start again.

The Kentucky Young Democrats are coming to Louisville this weekend for their convention. It's good to have such an active group of young Democrats making themselves known here in our Commonwealth. A long, long time ago I was a Kentucky Young Democrat. We had several chapters here in Louisville which met in various places, usually at the old "Fourth Street Headquarters," the old Vienna Bakery building at 133 S. Fourth Street which was home to the Jefferson County Party for much of the mid-20th century. I belonged to the KYDs off-and-on from about 1977 to about 1986. It is where I first met people like retired Judge Tom McDonald, former Winchester mayor Dodd Dixon, Lincoln County PVA David Gambrel, former Congressman Mike Ward, Obama appointee to the USDA's Kentucky office John McCauley, and my long-time friend Mary-John Celletti.

We went to conventions here in Louisville, down in Bowling Green, over in Owensboro, several in Frankfort, a few in Lexington, and one in particular in Morehead. At one point we had rival KYD groups competing with each other. Bobby Rowe and Jack McLain both claimed to be president at the same time. We had a lot of fun straightening that out. We also went to national meetings in St. Louis, Atlanta, Philadelphia, Miami, Nashville, and Washington, DC. I once played My Old Kentucky Home on a piano in the assembly hall in Philadelphia as new Kentucky Governor John Young Brown, Jr. was about to speak. I didn't mention to him that I really wasn't happy with him given that he had laid me off from my part-time job in LRC on April 15, 1980, while I was a student at UK. Yes, governor, I still remember.

All, every one, of my memories with the KYD are good. We worked hard for candidates, we played hard at convention time, and more than a few of us went on to work either as candidates or advisors to candidates or both. And it is my hope that this group of young activists will someday takes the reins of our present Kentucky Democratic Party. I have met many of them over the past few years and am confident they will provide a strong sense of leadership whenever they do take control. The truth is I hope that happens sooner than later.

Let me offer you a string of numbers - 48, 39, 43, 47, 43, 46, 47, 46, 52, 58, 51, 63. Those numbers represent the age at which governors Combs, Breathitt, Nunn, Ford, Carroll, Brown, Collins, Wilkinson, Jones, Patton, Fletcher, and Beshear were inaugurated, respectively. I chose this group as these are the men and one woman who have served as Kentucky's Chief Magistrate during my lifetime. There is, in my opinion, a trend there which is troubling. Since the election of Brereton Jones in 1991, an election in which all I did was vote, our governors have gotten older. Paul Patton, who I supported in the Primary and General of 1995 was 58 - the oldest in many decades until Governor Beshear took office at the age of 63. The last time we inaugurated a governor in his sixties was in 1943, six days after Governor Simeon Willis (at left) had celebrated his 64th birthday.

It is my hope that this next generation of young Democrats, will like some generations before it, ascend to the highest offices of the Commonwealth sooner rather than later in their lives. It is time for people my age (like Lt. Gov. Daniel Mongiardo and State Treasurer Todd Hollenbach, all of us turning 50 this year) to help this younger group however we can. There are very able leaders within the current body of the Kentucky Young Democrats. Chad Aull (in the picture with Fayette PVA David O'Neill on his right) and Coleman Elridge are two that come to mind. When they - the entire group - leave their assembly this weekend, I would ask that each return to their home counties and look for - or go ahead and create - opportunities for themselves to seek offices, whether in the State or Federal Party, or in their home courthouses, or in the houses of the General Assembly, or even statewide, and that they do so sooner rather than later.

I ran for a few offices when I was young - I lost those races - but I also waited around for the one office I thought I wanted to hold until the incumbent retired. I never dreamt my wait would take me all the way to 2004. But it did. And, the truth is, it should not have. Our cities, counties, and state cannot afford to hang on forever to the current Democrats holding office. A quick look at the successes of the past several General Assemblies makes this point all too clear. Far too many officeholders are simply that - officeholders as opposed to public servants. Our state can only afford such leadership for so long. We need these new young Democrats in a very serious way. I want to personally welcome them to Louisville and wish them well on their convention. But I also want to challenge them, especially as we look to the 2012 Party Reorganization, to take an active role in the Party between now and then and then be prepared to take control of the Party come April, May, and June of that year.

That and enjoy your youth. It comes to an end way too damn quick.

Below is the agenda for this weekend's convention.


Kentucky Young Democrats
State Convention
April 9 & 10, 2010
Galt House, Louisville
State Convention Schedule:
Friday, April 9
7:00pm- Join us Friday night for the reception with Alice Germond, National DNC Secretary
Cost is $10 for YD’s (Included in registration for the whole weekend)
$25 for non-YD’s

Saturday, April 10
(Grand Ballroom A)
9:30am- Speaker: Daniel Mongiardo
10:00am- Presentation: Campaigning in Rural Kentucky
11:00am- Lunch Speaker: Congressman John Yarmuth
12:30pm- Break-Out Sessions: Campaign School and Chapter Building (in separate meeting rooms)
2:00pm- Speaker: Jack Conway
2:30pm- Awards/Elections

Sunday, April 4, 2010


Today is Easter Sunday, the Day of Resurrection of Jesus. Without Easter there would be no reason for Christianity. With all its diverse beliefs, schisms, offshoots, sects, megachurches, tiny chapels, and divisions, through it all, whether Protestant or Roman Catholic or Orthodox or anywhere in between, all of Christendom shares with each other because of Easter. Happy Easter.

Below are the words of two old hymns I've known since I was little kid. They are two of the earliest songs I learned to play on the piano. Both remind me of my grandmother who died in 1976 and even of her mother, my greatgrandmother, who died in 1967. If I knew how, I'd provide a YouTube link for both of them. You'll just have to do that on your own.

The hymns are In the Garden and He Lives.

In the Garden
I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The son of God discloses

He speaks and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet that the birds hush their singing
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing

And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known

He Lives
I serve a risen Saviour, He's in the world today;
I know that He is living, Whatever men may say;
I see His hand of mercy, I hear His voice of cheer,
And just the time I need Him He's always near.

In all the world around me I see His loving care,
And tho my heart grows weary I never will despair;
I know that He is leading Thro' all the stormy blast,
The day of His appearing Will come at last.

Rejoice, rejoice, O Christian, Lift up your voice and sing
Eternal hallelujahs To Jesus Christ the King!
The hope of all who seek Him, The help of all who find,
None other is so loving, So good and kind.

He lives, He lives, Christ Jesus lives today!
He walks with me - and He talks with me - Along life's narrow way.
He lives, He live, salvation to impart!
You ask me how I know He lives: He lives within my heart.

From the Gospel of Saint Matthew, Chapter 28, Verse 6: "He is not here, for He has risen, just as He said. Come, see the place where He was lying.

The Archives at Milepost 606


Louisville, Kentucky, United States
Never married, liberal Democrat, born in 1960, opinionated but generally pleasant, member of the Episcopal Church. Graduate of Prestonia Elementary, Durrett High, and Spalding University; the first two now-closed Jefferson County Public Schools, the latter a very small liberal arts college in downtown Louisville affiliated with the Roman Catholic Sisters of Charity of Nazareth. My vocation and avocation is politics. My favorite pastime is driving the backroads of Kentucky and southern Indiana, visiting small towns, political hangouts, courthouses, churches, and cemeteries. You are welcome to ride with me sometime.