First Post

What a giddy, heady (and hearty) time! Graduation! The 500!  Starting to film “Flypaper!” The abundance has me laughing, while holding it loosely. As with all things, “Positive” and “negative,” this, too shall pass. I am looking forward to the film, as Patrick Dempsy is a pal of both Dario’s and mine (car nut, check). […]

Women Deliver Conference Essay

Ten years ago the United States joined 188 United Nations Member States in adopting the Millennium Declaration and its eight lofty goals that set a collective vision for the future — one with less poverty, hunger and disease, more opportunities for women, and greater prospects for survival for mothers and infants.

The Day Buttermilk Wouldn’t Run

Buttermilk has been with me a decade, my constant companion. I know him better than I have known any human, and he surely knows me better than anyone. I call him my thighbone; we sleep alongside one another in such a way that we are always touching and cuddling. We don’t like to be apart, not one bit. So, as he goes wherever I go, he went home with me to Eastern Kentucky in September for a visit.

We Love Mountains

I am very proud to be a Kentuckian. Of all the many things my Creator has seen fit for me to have accomplished, there is one simple fact that brings me the most honor and the greatest sense of self, and that is that I am an Eastern Kentuckian – a proud hillbilly who traces my family back at least eight generations in our beloved mountains – Martin County, Lawrence County and, eventually, Boyd County. There is no better home than Kentucky.